Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

The old lady with curly hair is buying salt and speaks very quietly.

"Is it her? The little girl in Building Seventeen."

"It's her."

"It's normal, and it's not as scary as Pharaoh said."

"I just touched her hand."

"What's wrong with her hand?"

"It's like ice cubes, so scary."

Zhou Xufang touched her hand, it was quite cold, her body temperature was much lower than ordinary people. If the old lady with curly hair had a lower voice, her hearing is very good, probably more than twenty times that of a normal person. The old lady with curly hair lives in a building next to her and likes to play mahjong. It was midnight last night with curly hair. The old lady was confused and screamed in excitement. She was awakened while wearing silenced headphones.

She parked the tricycle in the garage, did not take the elevator, and went to the stairwell on the first floor.

She glanced outside, there was no one, so she meowed.

A gray cat emerged from behind the abandoned furniture under the stairs and looked at her timidly: "Meow."

It's a gray cat.

Zhou Xufang took apart the canned cat and poured some water into the bowl next to the old furniture. The gray cat gave a soft cry and ate happily.

She followed the cat's fur and touched its little head, and it did not move well.

"Am I a cat demon?"

She talked to herself, and the grey cat meowed in response.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little lost: "But I don't understand you."

"Meow~"

She learned again: "Meow."

The gray cat also called out, "Meow."

It seems not, although she can jump high just like a cat, but she is not a cat monster, nor a fish monster. Squatting for a while, when the kitten finished eating, she got up and walked upstairs. The moon came out outside, the street lights were cold and white, and all the induction lights on the first floor to the seventh floor of Building Seventeen were all on within a few seconds.

Beep.

News from WeChat.

Zhou Xufang clicked on it. Except for ‘WeChat Pay’, ‘WeChat Team’ and a few official accounts, there is only one dialog box called Group Head.

Group head: Jianan Studios Notice: The crew of "Wuye" will be filmed tomorrow on the 10th. Ten male actors and 12 female actors (20 to 35 years old) are required. Male height 170+, female height 160+, fee 150 (Ends at 3 o'clock in the afternoon), meet at the C1 subway entrance of the Studio City at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Group head: WeChat registration, first come first served!

Zhou Xufang reported his name, then opened the takeaway software and ordered a meal.

The Emperor Jiang’s house is located in a villa area on the outskirts. It has an independent courtyard and a four-story antique building. It has a magnificent appearance. This is the residence of Mrs. Jiang. On weekdays, the Jiang family is busy, busy with political affairs, busy with business. Mrs. Jiang made a rule, every month on the fifteenth day of the month, whether or not it is troublesome, to gather together.

The five children under Mrs. Jiang's knees, plus the collaterals, and more than a dozen grandchildren, have all arrived, except for the youngest Jiangzhi. Even with him, the old lady dared to be late for the game.

"grandmother."

Sitting next to Mrs. Jiang was a four-bedroom girl. Her parents had disappeared a few years ago. She was raised by Mrs. Jiang since she was a child. Her mother is the fourth oldest in the house and is the daughter that Mrs. Jiang loves most.

The girl took her mother's surname and recognized the old lady Jiang as her grandmother, and the old lady named her, Fuxi.

Jiang Fuxi said to the old lady: "It's already eight o'clock, and you have a bad stomach. Drink some soup pads first."

With three courts and five eyes, she has an ancient charm, and her temperament is gentle and virtuous. Madam Jiang has always loved her, and her stern face has softened a bit, saying: "Wait for Brother Zhi."

Jiang Fuxi said yes.

During the dinner, the daughter-in-law of the second room picked up the conversation: "Mother, have you heard about the Ming family?"

The second son of the old lady, Jiang Weili, was in politics, and he married Luo Changfang, the third daughter of the old man of the Luo family, and had a daughter, Jiang Fuli.

The old lady is three out of seventy. The ancestor was a Beijing official. The heritage of a century-old family has been preserved. She is a lady of everyone’s origin. At this age, her hair is still meticulously coiled. She wears a purple cheongsam with sharp eyebrows. Upbringing.

"Which thing?"

Luo Changfang said with a sad face: "The four girls of the Ming family asked Brother Zhi to throw them into the sea. He drank a lot of water and was still lying in the hospital at the moment."

This time, it is a complaint.

There was no one in the three rooms, only Jiang Zhi was left alone, and the old lady loved him the most. How could the other rooms not be jealous.

Mrs. Jiang bowed her head and drank tea, her face was as usual, moody and unclear: "I heard."

After throwing the other girl into the sea, she lost a bit of everyone’s dignity and restraint. Luo Changfang's expression was unhappy: "Brother Zhi is a bit too much. The juniors go to jokes, and if they really move--"

The old lady interrupted: "Playing?" She put down the lid of the cup in her hand, looked up, her eyes were sharp, "Brother Zhi'er, is her Ming family's fourth girl able to play around?"

Luo Changfang: "..."

What can she say as a daughter-in-law, the old lady really spoiled this little grandson too much. In this situation, no one dared to sue again. The people at the two tables waited quietly and stopped speaking.

"Brother Lin," Mrs. Jiang ordered, "The project that worked with the Ming family has stopped temporarily."

Brother Lin is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the only son of the eldest son of the old lady, and not many grandchildren from the Jiang family. Except for Jiang Zhi, Jiang Xiaolin is noble.

He nodded and answered the old lady's order.

At this time, the old butler Jiang Chuan came in: "Old lady, young master is here."

Before people came in, they heard the cough first.

The youngest one finally came.

There was a smile on Mrs. Jiang's face and she told the girl next to her: "Fu Xi, go to the house and get a dress for Brother Zhi."

Jiang Fuxi got up and went to pick up clothes in the house.

Jiang Zhi's body is weak, and the coolness of late autumn night is heavy, for fear of freezing him.

The old lady asked the butler again: "Brother Zhi's soup is ready?"

Jiang Chuan replied: "Warm up in the kitchen."

The young master was discharged from the hospital today. The body-building soup has been simmered since noon. The whole Jiang family is treated like this.

The old lady smiled: "Bring it here."

"Yes."

"grandmother."

At the door, Jiang Zhi came in slowly, walked slowly, panting lightly, and occasionally couldn't help coughing out.

Mrs. Jiang immediately stood up with a cane: "Brother Zhi, come and sit here soon."

The Jiang family at the two tables all stood up now, and if they were not happy, they had to hold this delicate young master.

The youngest of the Jiang family, it is the heart of the old lady, the liver of the old lady, and the sweet candied fruit of the old lady's baby. I can't wait to spoil him.

That's how Jiang Zhi was used to being a little ancestor.

The next day, it was cloudy.

Jiang Xiao's ancestor was in trouble again on the set, and the script in his hand was thrown away, and he threw a word with no weight: "Stop."

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To explain in a unified way, the term Bingjiao, in a broad sense, refers to the personality characteristics of people who are in a state of mental illness and are strongly attracted to something and unable to extricate themselves. They are somewhat possessive and have extreme thoughts or behaviors.

This article will not be that serious. In the later stage, Jiang Zhi will have some symptoms of illness and mental loss, but it will not hurt Xu Fang, at most... I want to chop off all the pig's hoofs that have encountered Xu Fang... Pathological possessiveness probably means this.

The title of this book is not very appropriate, but it is quite appropriate, but it is very troublesome to change the title of the book. If you don't change it for now, you just need to know it.