Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Luo Yinghe, did you prescribe another medicine?"

Jiang Zhi didn't turn his head, but gave a side face: "So curious, go to the criminal investigation."

He didn't say that Qiao Nanchu could guess all the same. Without further questioning, he spread his hands and joked half-truth: "Forget the criminal investigation, I'm afraid I can't help but catch you."

"Catch me?" Jiang Zhi cast a provocative look from the corner of his eye, "Master is so easy to catch?"

Qiao Nanchu laughed and scolded: "This dog who is lawless!"

Jiang Zhi ignored him and continued to look out of his window.

The room is full of antiques, and none of the jade, porcelain and calligraphy is not a treasure, except for a nondescript painting hanging on the head of the bed, which seems out of place.

Qiao Nanchu only noticed the painting. He took a closer look at the painting and didn't know what it was: "What's the thing about this painting?" He twisted the ghost painting symbol, and he guessed, "Exorcise evil?"

Jiang Zhi turned his head, and the lamp above his head cast a cold light on his face: "This is Zhou Xufang."

"..."

Qiao Nanchu looked at the painting again.

Are you sure this is not a stick of ink on the paper?

"It's Zhou Xufang." He chatted casually, "Does Zhou Xufang know this is her?"

Jiang Zhi's face was cold, on the verge of irritability: "I know."

Qiao Nanchu smiled sullenly, very badly: "Then she didn't beat you?"

Jiang Zhi's peach blossom eyes were frozen three feet: "Go away."

Qiao Nanchu smiled more happily, and put the lighter into his coat pocket with a sincere tone: "Jianzhi, don't paint."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

This dog stuff!

As soon as Qiao Nanchu left, the next person came to pass on: "Little master, the old lady calls you over."

The Jiang family was gone, and Mrs. Jiang was sitting in the armchair in the main hall. A pot of carbon fire was placed under the chair, and Jiang Zhi walked over.

The old lady kicked Tan Huo out and called him to sit down: "You just touched the flower, what's the physical discomfort?"

Jiang Zhi sat in the armchair, leaning on the armrest with one hand, his face pale: "Nothing."

"If it's just a prohibited plant, it can still be released on bail, but the Luo family is involved in this matter. Shiyu will probably stay in the police station for a while." The old lady took a hand warmer from the servant and asked him to carry it. , "During this period, let Sun Vice-Yuan take care of you first."

He closed his eyes and felt weak: "Yeah."

Seeing that his face was not good, Mrs. Jiang was very worried: "Is he tired?"

He squeezed his eyebrows and lay halfway in the chair with no energy: "It was too noisy just now, and I had a headache."

Hearing that he was tired, Mrs. Jiang stopped the topic: "Then you rest earlier."

He hummed: "I'll go back to myself."

Ah Wan at the door went over to help.

Old Madam Jiang glanced at Ah Wan, who had a swollen nose and swollen nose, and thoughtfully shouted: "Lin...Lin...Lin..." What is Lin?

She can't remember the name of this big guy.

Ah Wan wore a'colorful' face: "Lin is late."

This name... Mrs. Jiang couldn't say it, so she changed her name: "Little brother Lin, who are you hit by?"

Brother Lin: "I fell by myself."

In fact, it was beaten by the man-in-law of Ming Saiying. His face was pretty good, and his back was the hardest hit area. No, if he can't stand it anymore, he will call himself an ambulance later.

Mrs. Jiang glanced at him again with complicated eyes, without saying anything.

Jiang Zhi went upstairs and changed his coat when he was out: "Give me the car key and you will go back by yourself."

"Oh."

Brother Lin handed over the car keys, just in time, he was going to call an ambulance.

Jiang Zhi was full of girlfriends, and he didn't see the expression of "very hurt but pretending to be strong" from Brother Lin. He walked and sent WeChat to his girlfriend.

"Xu Fang."

Did not return.

Jiang Zhi issued again: "Xu Fang."

Still did not reply.

"Zhou Xufang!"

She replied: "Yeah."

The little girl's voice was drowsy and drowsy.

Jiang Zhi asked her: "Where are you?"

"In your car."

It was another car owned by Jiang Zhi. The car key was with Zhou Xufang. The car was not parked in Jiang's garage, but on the street outside.

Jiang Zhi slowed down: "Goodbye, wait five minutes for me."

"Ok."

In three minutes, he arrived.

Zhou Xufang locked the car and slept in it. Jiang Zhi knocked on the window: "Fangbao."

She immediately sat up, rubbed her eyes, a little confused, and opened the car door: "I will fall asleep if you don't come."

Jiang Zhi sat in and found that her clothes were damp: "Why are the clothes wet?" There was no heating in the car, and the clothes were frozen.

She said, "It came when I sprayed Luo Qinghe with the water pipe."

Jiang Zhi squeezed her cold little face and told her: "I don't know how to turn on the heating, what should I do if it is frozen?"

She shook her head grinning and said she was not afraid of cold.

Really hit it with iron.

Jiang Zhi got off the car and brought a bag of clothes from the trunk: "Change it."

Inside is men's clothing, a complete set from inside to outside.

"is it yours?"

"Well, I will just wear it."

The car was pink and tender. In order to please her, he had hung pink tassel curtains on the windows of the car. This down worked. He put the curtains down and put the wet girl down. Hold it behind the seat and block it: "I'm guarding outside, you first change your wet clothes."

She obediently agreed: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi got out of the car and looked around, but fortunately there was no one.

Zhou Xufang stuck his waist between the back seat and the driver's seat, and quickly stripped off his wet clothes.

Jiang Zhi called her outside: "Xu Fang."

"Ok."

He leaned on the car, with his pockets in his hands, his slender legs draped casually, and he kicked the stones on the ground one after another, and suddenly asked Zhou Xufang: "Do you like children?"

Zhou Xufang didn't think much, and replied, "I like it."

After a while.

He just spoke, in an awkward tone: "Then should I go to the doctor?"

Zhou Xufang didn't react for a while: "Why are you uncomfortable?"

He said vaguely.

Zhou Xufang has good hearing and can hear clearly.

He said: "Infertility and infertility."

I didn’t think there was anything on this topic before. Ever since Zhou Xufang read the novel and the novel welfare, she found it hard to talk about it. She was very embarrassed, and she stubbornly said: "As you please."

"It's useless to follow me, you have to decide this matter." Jiang Zhi said unnaturally, but was very tough, "You want me to live with you."

He is serious.

He doesn't care whether he has an heir or not, it depends on what Zhou Xufang means.

"What about you?" Zhou Xufang whispered back in the car, "Do you like children?"

Jiang Zhi shook his head without thinking, "I don't like it."

He had seen the child from his cousin Qiao Nanchu's family. He was noisy and skinny, a little big, and he couldn't understand after training, and he couldn't beat him. He was just a troublesome little oil bottle.

He has no affection for children at all and has no patience.

However, if it’s Zhou Xu’s small dumplings, dark dumplings, not talkative, cold and cute... the corner of his mouth ran up: "I like the ones you give birth to, it’s better to look like You are a black impermanence with boundless power."

Zhou Xufang did not answer.

She doesn't want to be like her.

She hopes to be like Jiang Zhi, all like him.

Seeing her silent, Jiang Zhi said, "If you don't want to--"

She interrupted: "Go cure it."

Jiang Zhi's eyes were bent: "Okay."

"I changed it." She packed the wet clothes and put them under the seat.

Jiang Zhi came in, pulled her to her side, and fixed the collar of her shirt for her. The sweater outside was a bit big. He rolled her wrists twice.

She pulled her pants with one hand, and never let go.

Jiang Zhi lifted the sweater and looked at it: "A lot bigger?"

"Well, it's going to be dropped."

It was his suit trousers, no waistband, and no spare belt in the car. Jiang Zhi had no other way to draw two threads from the tasseled pink curtain and connect them into one.

"Raise your hand."

She obediently let go and lifted up.

Jiang Zhi lowered his head, awkwardly put the thread through the belt loop, stumbled, and made it very difficult. It took a long time to tie her up and tied a slip knot: "Okay."

Well, the belt is good.

However, she moved--

She buried her head and ignored Jiang Zhi. She reached out and pushed him: "Get out of the car and wait for me a while."

"what happened?"

The voice was very small and timidly: "Shoulder strap."

Jiang Zhi didn't understand, and raised her face: "Huh?"

Her face was red and her voice was like a mosquito yelling: "...It's loose." It must have happened when she just changed her clothes.

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I won't go down."

She raised her head and looked at him in confusion, with a dazed and confused expression on her face.

Jiang Zhi leaned over, hugged her, wrapped her hand around her waist, moved from under the hem to her back.

He fumbled for a long time before he found the way. Once he was done, he was proud: "Okay." Pulled her clothes and buttoned her coat.

Zhou Xufang glanced at Jiang Zhi secretly: "Your face is so red." She stretched out a finger and touched it, "Like a fever."

He doesn't know whether he has a fever, but Zhou Xufang should have a fever.

He leaned close to her ear and said something.

Zhou Xu spinning his ears red, pushed him away, without cursing, just stared at him, as if he was very fierce: "You are not ashamed!"

Jiang Zhi is kind and good: "Well, I'm not ashamed."

"You stinky rascal!"

He laughed: "Well, I am a rascal."

Zhou Xufang: "..." I couldn't tell him.

He stretched out his hand and touched her head, his eyes were all gentle shadows: "The unashamed stinky rascal is going to send you home now, is it back to you or me?"

Zhou Xufang didn't want to talk to him, so he was stubborn for seven or eight seconds: "Go back to my house."

Jiang Zhi opened the door and led her to the co-pilot.

The next day, the video of Luo Qinghe being exposed to water and being beaten was exposed. Although the mosaic was made, there was Luo Yinghe in the video. She was a member of the circle, and she was quickly recognized. Luo Qinghe was also brought out.

This is not the first time that Luo Qinghe has been on the news. He usually goes to the financial sector as an entrepreneur, but this time he is on the entertainment hot search because of the ugly video.

As soon as the video came out, the melon-eating crowd gathered to join in the fun.

"It's Luo Yinghe who is the one who draws people, who else is it?"

"The current executive president of the Luo Group, Luo Qinghe, don't thank you for taking it away."

This netizen’s comment is also accompanied by a photo of Luo Qinghe recently participated in a business interview. Although there are mosaics, the figure, dress, and hairstyle are all right, and the sharp eyes can be seen. This is the same as the one in the video. The face of the rich and the lady is the same person.

And Luo Yinghe's black powder came out and broke the news, saying that this is a pair of plastic flower cousins.

There are more and more netizens watching, and more comments are made.

"This mania is too scary."

"Do not accept Luo Ying and whitewash!"

"The rich can really play."

"I seem to have seen something incredible."

"Are you a sister? The one who draws you with flowers."

"..."

Boom.

The tablet was smashed to the ground, and the screen suddenly fell apart.

Luo Qinghe is wearing a hospital gown, his face is pale and pale until now, his hands are clenched into fists, the needle on the back of his hand is returning blood, and her lips are bitten to blood red, and his eyes are full of anger: Take it down."

Secretary Shen Yue stood in front of the hospital bed: "Already contacted."

She draped her hair and covered half of her face. Her face was hard and sharp, because she had a high fever all night and her voice was hoarse: "Who sent the video?"

Shen Yue replied: "It's the young master of the Jin family."

It happened to be the Jin family.

Luo wanted to shoot a piece of land, which happened to belong to the Jin family. She couldn't touch the Jin family at this juncture.

She lifted the quilt and got up, pulled out the needle directly, and walked outside the ward.

Luo Yinghe was also in this hospital, right next door. She was given a tranquilizer last night. She just woke up with a limp body. Seeing Luo Qinghe coming in, she immediately sat up in shock.

"sister."

Luo Qinghe's eyes were dark and frosty and murderous.

Luo Yinghe was trembling all over by this posture. The memory of last night was intermittent. She shrank into the hospital bed tremblingly. She did not dare to raise her eyes and bowed her head to apologize: "Sorry sister, I was fed last night. After taking the medicine, my mind is not clear."

Luo Qinghe sneered: "People are not sober, their minds are sober, remember that you hate me very much."

Yes, she hates her very much.

But she was even more afraid of her.

She got up from the quilt, knelt on the bed, rubbing her hands and begging for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong sister, I must treat the illness well, and I will never dare to do it again." She was weak and staggered. Sweat coldly on the back, "I'm sorry—"

The begging for mercy was not finished.

Luo Qinghe grabbed her hair and dragged her off the hospital bed.

Her legs were weak and she fell to the ground. The infusion stand was knocked down and hit her calf. She ignored the pain and exclaimed, "Sister!"

Her hair was pulled by Luo Qinghe, and her tears were sore: "Sister, please, forgive me once."

Luo Qinghe pulled her hair and pulled back fiercely, forcing her to raise her head to meet her eyes: "Aren't you awake? I will make you awake now."

The effect of the tranquilizer in Luo Yinghe's body has not faded, and there is no resistance. Luo Qinghe dragged her hair on the ground, and she dragged him directly into the bathroom.

"sister!"

"sister!"

Luo Ying and Wow yelled, tears over their faces, and tremblingly hid back.

She knew what kind of temper her cousin was, and her revenge was so terrifying that she suffered a high fever last night.

If Luo Qinghe suffers a loss, she will pay back ten points if she takes one point.

She pulled Luo Yinghe's hair with both hands, lifted the whole person up, turned on the faucet, and slammed into the sink.

Luo Yinghe screamed: "No!"

"No, sister!"

The cold water poured down.

With two hands, Luo Qinghe pressed people into the pool, and the water was boiled to the maximum: "Are you awake?" After a while, the water filled her face. The fire in her eyes splashed all over, she was excited and smiling. Asked, "Are you sober now?"

Luo Yinghe struggled desperately, the water splashed everywhere in the pool, her head was pressed with brute force, and cold water poured in from her nose and mouth.

She was choked and coughed, and turned her head vigorously: "Cough cough cough...cough cough cough...sister...cough..."

The more the water was released, Luo Qinghe laughed louder and louder, and blood beads appeared from the place where the needle was pulled out on the back of her hand. She didn't know the pain at all. She pushed the person into the water hard, and the water splashed her face, and she wiped it. : "Speak, are you awake?"

"clear……"

With a mouth, water poured into his throat: "Cough cough cough..."

The water overflowed everywhere on the ground, Luo Yinghe's struggling movements became smaller and smaller, his entire head was submerged in the water, and there was no sound anymore.

At this time, the door was pushed open vigorously.

Luo Yinghe's mother Xu Yunci rushed in and saw the mess and the daughter in the sink, and yelled in a panic: "Yinghe!"

Luo Yinghe heard the voice, struggling to emerge: "Mom...cough cough...help..."

Luo Qinghe slowly pressed her down again.

Xu Yunci's eyes were red anxiously: "Qinghe, Qinghe, let go of your sister." Seeing that Luo Qinghe hadn't let go, she ran over to pull and cried when she spoke, "I beg Qinghe, she is Your sister, you let her go, Qinghe, second aunt, please."

Humph, something cowardly and incompetent.

Luo Qinghe shook off Xu Yunci's hand and then let go of Luo Yinghe.

She immediately raised her head from the pool, drank too much water, dizzy, sat down on the ground, coughing violently with her hands on her back.

Luo Qinghe took a towel, wiped his hands slowly, then threw it on the ground and walked forward slowly.

Luo Yinghe backed away abruptly, her flushed eyes filled with fear.

Luo Qinghe squatted down, pinched her chin and lifted it up, then picked up the towel on the ground, put it on her face, rubbed it heavily, and asked softly, "In the future, dare you?"

Luo Yinghe shook her head vigorously, her wet hair pressed against her face, she opened her mouth and breathed: "No, I dare not."

Xu Yunci sat aside, covering his mouth, not daring to cry.

Luo Qinghe let go, stood up, and looked down at the mother and daughter on the ground: "The next time I will kill you." After speaking, she reached out and wiped the blood on the back of her hand and left the bathroom.

When the people walked away, Luo Yinghe no longer suppressed, sitting on the ground and crying loudly, screaming Luo Qinghe's name.

"Little Luo."

Shen Yue waited at the door, and when Luo Qinghe came out, he immediately handed over the blanket.

She wrapped a blanket and walked to the ward.

There was a click behind him, and he was taking pictures.

She looked back at Shen Yue, Shen Yue knowingly, went after the person who was taking photos.

After more than twenty minutes, Shen Yue returned to the ward.

Luo Qinghe had the needle reinjected and sat on the hospital bed, reading the mail with his laptop, without looking up, he asked, "Caught it?"

Shen Yue bowed his head and said, "Caught it."

The corner of her mouth grinned slightly, with a faint smile: "I interrupted his hand."

Shen Yue's expression changed slightly, and he recovered for a moment: "I see."

Luo Qinghe looked at the computer, the light from the screen reflected on his face, it was cold white: "Did you find out what happened last night?"

"Qin Shiyu is still at the police station. He was detained for illegally cultivating prohibited plants. His confession stated that the flowers were stolen. Who hasn't been found out." Shen Yue paused for a moment and continued, "As for the second lady Whether the disease is related to the bunch of flowers, there is no research in this area."

How could it be so coincidental.

It must be artificial, who is it?

Luo Qing and his pupils did not move. They stared at the computer, put their fingers on the keyboard, and tapped on their clean nails. They thought for a while: "Who is spraying water upstairs?"

Shen Yue shook his head: "According to the Jiang family's housekeeper, yes, yes," he thought it was nonsense and couldn't say it.

Luo Qinghe looked up: "Who is it?"

"It's Mr. Impermanence."

She sneered when she heard the words.

Shen Yue didn't know the details, and said, "The man disappeared from the top of the Jiang family, and the Jiang family did not find out who it was. However, the housekeeper of the Jiang family said that the man on the top had red eyes."

Luo Qinghe paused when he tapped the keyboard: "Red?"

"Yes."

She pushed the computer away and leaned back, smiling coldly: "It's her again."

Professional errand runner, Z.

The smile at the corner of her mouth gradually faded. She has tough features, no make-up, and looks fierce. She took her mobile phone and dialed: "Miss Zhang."

The female voice over the phone was soft: "Hello, Mr. Luo."

Luo Qinghe did not rush, picked up the cup on the cupboard, and took a sip: "There is a business I want to do with you. I wonder if Miss Zhang is interested?"

"What do you think."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang went to Ji Feifan's clinic together.

Ji Feifei should have just gotten up, with black and white, few hairs swaying around, not covering the sleek'Mediterranean Sea'. He squinted sleepily at the patient at the door: "Why are you two again?" Press down a few swaying hairs and cover the top of the shiny head.

If it were not for too little hair, he would be a handsome uncle.

Zhou Xufang is very polite, and he greets at the door: "Hello, Uncle Ji."

Ji Feifei looked at the two of them, yawned, did not wake up, and a few drops of physiological tears came out of the corners of his eyes: "Which one of you sees a doctor?"

Zhou Xufang replied: "It's Jiang Zhi."

Jiang Zhi followed her, with an awkward expression, coldly with a beautiful face, silent.

Ji Feifan glanced at him again, his complexion was not bad, he yawned again, and said, "Come in with me."

The young couple followed into the consulting room.

Ji Feifan brought a bottle of milk from nowhere, plugged in a straw and took a sip, and asked Jiang Zhi, "Where is the problem?"

He didn't say it, he didn't say it for a long time, sitting in a chair like an uncle, he looked at his girlfriend, his eyes were awkward and strangely docile.

Like the cowardly little wife at the entrance of the village.

He kept silent, Zhou Xufang replied on his behalf: "Sterile."

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If Luo Qinghe were not a villain, he would be the president of a ghost girl.

Eat first, typos will be corrected later.