Love You To The Bones

Early in the morning, song Zijian was still in a deep sleep. He was cruelly dragged from his bed by Ji muyuan with regular work and rest and rushed to the suite where Shen Zichuan lived.

While yawning, song Zijian squinted and complained, "xiaojizi, are you sick? Why do you get up so early in the morning?"

"Zichuan drank too much wine last night. Go and see him early."

Ji muyuan replied in a deep voice.

Hearing the speech, song Zijian was no longer full of complaints. He went to room 1606, knocked on the door and shouted, "brother Zichuan, the sun is drying his ass, have you got up?"

It was quiet and motionless.

He continued to knock a few times, but still didn't respond. He couldn't help turning his suspicious eyes to Ji muyuan, "xiaojizi, what's the matter? Has brother Zichuan gone?"

"Impossible."

Ji muyuan said three words decisively. Just about to call the hotel manager to get the spare room card to open the door. With a click, the door was unscrewed from the inside. A special residual smell, if any, poured into song Zijian's nose standing in front.

He smelled it and was so surprised that he almost shouted, "wocao, brother Zichuan, was there a woman in your room last night?"

With his many years of experience in the pile of women, the taste of the cliff is the residual smell of men and women after they did that.

After roaring, song Zijian was so excited that he was almost choked by saliva.

Hurriedly pulled Ji muyuan's wheat complexion arm, hid behind each other, and looked at the man with cigarette in his slender fingers. The fire of gossip was burning at the bottom of his eyes.

God, Lu, brother Zichuan hasn't bothered with women for six years. Even if he is drunk, he hates women's touch. Even Fang Yanrong is not allowed to get close to him. Where did the woman suddenly appear last night? She actually bent brother Zichuan again. It's awesome!

Ji muyuan had been in the army for many years. He was still a proper boy. He was shocked by song Zijian's words. He looked at the man who kept swallowing clouds. "Zichuan, you called a woman to cheer up last night?"

"No."

Shen Zichuan was on the sofa, his two long legs overlapped, and his eyebrows were locked. After a long time, he raised his hand on the eyebrow peak to cover the evil mood at the bottom of his eyes.

Think of the woman who dared to kill him when he was drunk. His long, narrow and beautiful eyes were as cold as a blade, emitting a cold light.

After smoking the cigarette in his hand and throwing it into the fruit suitcase, he stood up expressionless and cold, "you go to the monitoring room with me."

When he finds that cowardly woman, he must frustrate her.

After living for more than 30 years, he has never suffered such a big loss as last night.

"Brother Zichuan, tut Tut, have you been strong by women?!"

Song Zijian was afraid of death. He hid behind Ji muyuan and looked up and down at Shen Zichuan. He saw that although he had put on his black shirt and trousers, there were obvious wrinkles on his clothes, especially his other handsome face, which was cold enough to freeze people's blood.

What does that mean?

It shows that Shen Zichuan is either dissatisfied with his desire or forced to sleep by a woman——

But the smell of ignorance in the air proved that something must have happened.

Therefore, song Zijian's bold guess is not far from the truth.

There was a loud bang.

The door was at Shen Zichuan's feet and was almost kicked down.

It's terrible to be so angry, whining.

Song Zijian was frightened like the messy leaves in the wind, trembling. He tightened Ji muyuan's arm and took a long breath. "Xiao Jizi, I only had 70% confidence just now, but brother Zichuan was so angry that I can be 100% sure that he was really strong by women in this suite last night..."

Shen Zichuan, who was walking ahead, stopped and swept song Zijian with sharp eyes.

"Cough!"

Song Zijian hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, quiet as a chicken.

Er Di Niang, it seems that he accidentally broke out the embarrassment of brother Zichuan. I don't know if he will be killed later?

"Deserved it!"

Ji muyuan was impatient. Song Zijian was clinging to him. With only two minutes of strength in his arm, he threw people away and said calmly, "Zichuan hates women's contact, including Fang Yanrong. How can she be bullied by women?"

"Wogou, xiaojizi, you're really stupid and innocent. You haven't enjoyed the taste of women after living for 30 years? Tonight, I'll take you to taste it tonight. I'll make you feel great!"

"Get out."

In front of the two men, the force value is too strong. Song Zijian, who is weak into a dog, can only hold his mouth and let the fire of gossip burn wantonly in his mind.

Fang Xiaoran is the only woman who can get close to Zichuan and contact Zichuan for so many years. Was it her last night?

Yeah?

Is it possible?

After all, Fang Xiaoran did show her face at the party and was identified by master Ji as xiaojizi's daughter-in-law.

Song Zijian thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more comfortable he felt.

As long as other women can replace Fang Yanrong's artificial white lotus, he is happy to see its success.

Two hours later, Shen Zichuan walked out of the monitoring room with a biting cold all over.

The picture is blank, nothing and no clues can be found.

It seems that he was indeed designed by a woman.

What made him more angry was that after six years of physical inaction, he got hearty happiness from this evil woman.

The sigh of physical and mental perfection is the satisfaction of huge wealth and standing at the peak of power.

When the fireworks bloomed in his mind, it seemed that there had been this scene in Shen Zichuan's blank memory.

But he couldn't see the woman's face clearly from beginning to end.

The man who was satisfied for the first time in many years slowly turned around and looked at Song Zijian and Ji muyuan. He smiled and brightened the room.

"Find this woman as soon as possible. I want her to either die or belong to me all her life. Life is better than death."

Song Zijian couldn't help asking, "where's Fang Yanrong?"

"She is the woman I want to marry, that's all!"

Shen Zichuan sneered and smiled brightly. "It's normal for successful men to secretly have one or two women they only spoil and don't love."

Wo Cao, what does this mean? Are you going to develop Fang Xiaoran into an underground lover?

Song Zijian silently reached out to block his mouth.

Decided to kill Fang Xiaoran and not give it up.

A group of three handsome men just walked out of the hotel door and happened to run into Fang Yanrong.

Not by chance.

Last night, I learned from Wang Xiaoya that Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan appeared in Tongcheng hotel at the same time. Fang Yanrong couldn't sleep all night.

She had a quick breakfast and drove over at once.

As soon as she bumped into Shen Zichuan, Fang Yanrong hid the coldness on her face and showed a perfect happy smile. She walked towards Shen Zichuan in style. She couldn't help holding his arm and smiled sweetly, "brother Zichuan, did you have breakfast? I know there is a super good restaurant nearby. Shall we go together?"

Shen Zichuan frowned when he smelled a strong fragrance from her.

Fang Yan Rong's perfume, sweet and soft, is not as good as the elegant and soft taste of the woman last night.

"The company has something urgent. I'll go back to the company first. Next time."

Shen Zichuan looked down, stared at her and refused lightly.

He was perfunctory at will. Fang Yanrong felt very uncomfortable. She bit her lip and said, "did you have a good time last night?"

"I'm busy and don't want to talk about such a boring topic."

Seeing song Zijian and Ji muyuan drive over, Shen Zichuan bypasses Fang Yanrong and directly opens the door and gets on the car.

"OK, brother Zichuan, go to the company and be busy. I'll see you again when I'm free."

Fang Yanrong followed. Before the door could be closed, she suddenly rushed into Shen Zichuan's arms and kissed his thin lips.

When she kissed, she quickly withdrew and saw that the man's handsome face, which had been placed on the tip of her heart, had no superfluous expression. When she turned around, the bottom of her eyes contained a little cold.

Why not?

Is it because he and Fang Xiaoran really did it?

Fang Xiaoran, why did you come back and rob me of a man?

Standing where she was, Fang Yanrong fell into a vortex of pain, her eyes were cold, and the devil cursed Fang Xiaoran again and again.

Wait, she has plenty of means. This time, she must kill Fang Xiaoran!