Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Then shut your mouth."

"Okay." Ah Wan was a bit wronged, but he didn't dare to resist. If he resisted, he would only be suppressed even more miserably by his employer. In order to survive, he could only swallow his anger, eh, the sorrow of the grassroots people.

This point is the peak time for work hours. People can't help but look at this sloppy car, and then look at Ah Wan, which is 1.92 kilograms, and finally reveals an intriguing snicker. It made Ah Wan a little broken, but fortunately he waited for a while.

A Wan seemed to see her mother: "Miss Zhou is down!"

See it.

Jiang Zhi got out of the car and walked to meet her.

Zhou Xufang did not wear a mask today. He wore a pink sweater in his black lamb wool coat. The hair was tied up. He was tied into a ball with a black hair rope. He should be unskilled, a little messy, and there is one on the hair rope. Very small pink diamonds can only be seen when you look closely.

She really likes pink.

Jiang Zhi unbuttoned a coat, not afraid of the cold, so he left it open, and pointed to the same sweater in the coat: "What a coincidence, we hit the shirt."

Ah Wan: "..." So shameless! I have never seen such a brazen person!

Fengyue's tactics can be regarded as fun.

However, Zhou Xufang didn’t know much about sex, so she praised “You look so good”, and got into the car with her head down. She only sat a little bit on the ground, leaving a large space for Jiang. Weave.

Jiang Zhi, who was praised for being good-looking, irritably pulled the belt of his sweater, sat next to Zhou Xufang, and then took off his jacket slowly, and glanced at the pink on Zhou Xufang's body, and he felt relieved.

When she got into the car, she didn't give him a star. After reading the sticker on the car glass, she looked at the doll on the seat cushion. Finally, her eyes were fixed on the pink crystal pendant on the seat.

Her eyes curled up: "The car is all pink."

Waiting to be praised Jiang Zhi raised his chin thirty degrees: "Yes."

She sincerely boasted: "It looks good."

A brilliant pink peach blossom also appeared in Jiang Zhi's eyes: "Yeah."

She immediately gave a thumbs up and continued to boast sincerely: "It's very beautiful, you have a good vision!"

This cute look.

Jiang Zhi smiled a little tiger tooth: "I give it to you." As long as she wants, he can buy a dozen for her in this way.

Xue Baoyi also said that if she likes her, she will send her a car and a house.

Zhou Xufang refused without hesitation: "No, I can buy it myself."

Jiang Zhi, who really wants to send the car to the house: "..."

She did not follow the script.

She played with the pink pendant on the seat with love for a while, then turned her eyes to the glass candy box behind, and asked politely: "Can I eat some of this cotton candy?"

Therefore, the favorite is sugar.

Jiang Zhi put the glass box in her hand, the love in her eyes turned into spring water, rippling: "I like sugar so much?"

She nodded.

He smiled and gave her another box.

His house doesn’t take the usual roads. If you don’t need a car, a box of candies is enough. Seeing her cleverly eating candies, he suddenly realized that she will not be a director in the future, so she can switch to candies and make her a candies. The house, let her go wherever she goes.

Outside the car window, the setting sun went down, and the neon and Wanjia lights were shining in the dim place.

It's not a coincidence that when they just arrived, a young man in the porridge shop was proposing to marry him, with his nose and tears, holding a large bouquet of roses, and the floor was full of petals.

Zhou Xufang couldn't help but look more.

"like?"

She turned her head: "What?"

Jiang Zhi walked behind her, covering her shadow: "Roses."

Xue Baoyi also said that women like flowers.

If she likes it, he can send it.

Zhou Xufang said, "I don't like it." She frowned slightly, pursing the corners of her mouth, "I don't like roses."

Jiang Zhi came closer, bent over to talk to her, his voice was so soft that he didn't even know it: "Why?" The words of Army Master Kotou were **** farts.

Her eyes were free, and her pupils were dark and cool, and she lowered her head, her voice soft: "The thorns of the rose hurt people."

Jiang Zhi suddenly stopped.

Ah Wan immediately noticed something wrong: "Boss, are you okay?"

Zhou Xufang became nervous when he heard this: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Zhi was looking at her without a word, the tens of thousands of lights in his eyes condensed into fireworks, and the shadows of roses on the floor were hot.

Ah Wan explained: "The boss is allergic to roses."

Zhou Xufang didn't think much, and took Jiang Zhi's hand: "Let's change place."

Her hands are so cold.

Jiang Zhi naturally held her and brought her to her side: "No need to change, I am not allergic, just like you, I just hate roses."

The flower he hated the most was the rose, which was almost intolerable. The spread of the spread made him allergic, and he was too lazy to correct it, because he didn't want to see the thorny thing.

That year, he was less than sixteen and was a vigorous young man.

The second wife of the Luo family liked flowers. It happened that the first time he went to the Luo family, it was the blooming season of the roses. A long distance away, he could hear the swearing of the girl in the flower room.

"Does it hurt?"

"You scream, why don't you scream?"

The floor was full of roses, and only the trembling figure in the flowers could be seen, and the girl's mouth was provocative and wildly smiling.

"Oh, I forgot, you are a dumb."

The girl leaned over her hands and looked at the people on the ground. She was young and frivolous and made no secret of the hatred in her eyes: "I said, what are you still alive for? I can't speak, I don't know it hurts, I don't even know I want to eat when I'm hungry. "The girl threw the ruined rose in her hand, folded two more branches, and squeezed it in her hand. "If I were you, I would die by myself."

She laughed for a while.

"Mentally retarded like you, living is a waste of my Luo family's food."

"Yeah, it's bleeding."

"It still doesn't hurt?"

"Sure enough, it is a small evil, and he will suffer retribution when he is born."

A teenage girl, born bright and flamboyant, pinched two thorny roses, and whipped the yellow-faced young man one after another. He fell to the ground, not shouting or screaming, just twitching constantly, roses His petals hit him all over, red as blood.

Can't speak?

"Who is he?"

The housekeeper accompanying the Jiang family replied, "Little master, that is the eldest lady of the Luo family."

Jiang Zhi looked at the flower room: "Not asking her." He pointed to the one on the ground, "Who is that kid?"

The child is actually not young anymore, but he is always hungry and skinny like a monkey, much shorter than his peers.

The butler also took a look and said, "He, he is the adopted son of the Luo family. Father Luo didn't name him. Everyone called him Luo San." The butler retracted his gaze, "Master, I will show you to the living room."

After all, it is the family affair of other people's family and should not be interfered.

But Jiang Zhi turned a deaf ear, and went to the flower room. He stepped a little faster, felt unwell, and coughed badly.

He shouted: "Hello."

The girl turned her head and saw that he was so ill, she knew who it was, and she smiled: "You are Jiang Zhi."

The eldest lady of the Luo family, Luo Qinghe.

That was the first time Jiang Zhi saw her. His eyes only stayed for a moment, moved away, and looked at the ground: "Come here." He pointed to the scrawny child, "Come and guide me."

The girl threw the rose and wiped her hands with the delicate kerchief: "I will lead you."

"I want him to lead it." Jiang Zhi didn't even look at the girl, but stared at the child who was shrinking on the ground. "Can you hear me? Come here."

Jiang Zhi only knew that he could not speak, but he didn't know if he could hear him.

He moved, he could hear it, and he was still trembling, moving very slowly, his clothes were quite large, pierced by the thorns of the rose, and the blood was mottled.

He arched his back in front of Jiang Zhi.

"You can't speak?"

He nodded.

"It doesn't hurt?"

He still nodded.

"Come ahead and lead me."

He wiped off the blood from the thorns on his face and limped to the front of Jiang Zhi, trembling all the way.

Does it really hurt?

Jiang Zhi was thinking about this all the way.

Later, Jiang Zhi heard that the adopted son of the Luo family was a fool. He said that he had abnormal chromosomes. He would not hurt, be hungry, or talk. So when others beat him, he never hides, never calls, and Never beg for mercy.

Fourteen-year-old boy, thin and short.

The Luo family kept a garden of flowers, and those animals like to draw him with flowers, especially roses with thorns.

At that time Jiang Zhi was already a teenager, much taller than that boy.

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

Zhou Xufang called him a few words.

Jiang Zhi only recovered from his memories: "Huh?"

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Jiang Zhi: Fangbao, I will use my life to hurt you in the future, and to hurt you to death.

Zhou Xufang: Good.

President Gu: You should have noticed that Ah Fang is the adopted son of the Luo family. He doesn't feel pain or hungry. He didn't speak when she was a child. Later, she was arrested and sent to the laboratory to change her... In fact, they all wrote it. Many little fairies didn’t see ten lines at a glance... Look carefully, be good~

If nothing else, it will be on the 22nd, so eat less spicy noodles. It depends on the original version, lovely people~