Jun Haodong gave up his seat to Jun Hexi without saying a word, then pushed open the door of the study and walked out.

Jun Hexi and Mr. Jun obviously noticed that Jun Haodong was in a bad mood. They looked at his back for a long time, and then they looked at each other, tacitly saying nothing.

After Zhou Hu added tea to Mr. Jun, he stood aside silently, but his heart was full of twists and turns. Unexpectedly, the man Zhuque was quite charming, and with his expressionless face, he could even hook the eldest young master's soul away.

Alas! Zhou Hu looked at Jun Haodong's back with complicated thoughts and began to focus on fighting on the chessboard again. The three young masters' chess style is much sharper than the eldest young master. He looks like a fire-breathing dragon, with an aggressive aura.

Jun Haodong left the study room, looked at Du Haoze and Wang Yueshan in the living room nodding politely, and then looked at Lu Tao who was teasing the child by the stroller. He couldn't help but think that Ling Rui's stinky brat said nothing, these people are so idle!

Even him, too!

Since that day, the woman has deliberately avoided him and treated him as a plague. As long as he appears, she will never be able to see her. He should have been so sensible about her, but for some reason, he has not seen her in the past few days and feels something is wrong. He actually thinks of that day from time to time in his mind that she kneels in front of the sofa and licks the wound on his hand, especially whenever he thinks of the soft and tight touch he has in his hand that day...

Jun Haodong's body suddenly froze, and something rushed towards his brain, causing his breathing to become slightly confused. Damn it! Jun Haodong, what are you thinking?!

Jun Haodong walked out with a ugly face, and unconsciously used the uninjured hand to cover the injured hand. When he arrived at the garage, his palms were already wet and sticky. He opened the car door and sat in, looking at the bloody wound on the back of the hand on the steering wheel, and felt a little relieved. He wiped it casually with a tissue, and then drove out.

"Zhuque, have you had something happened recently?" Qinglong looked at Zhuque who was nestled in the Phantom Headquarters in a daze during the day, poured a glass of juice and handed it to her, then sat on the sofa opposite her, and asked with concern.

This is the third day in a row. The nest in broad daylight is here. White Tiger and Xuanwu have been sent out, and only he and Zhuque are left here. Although he is secretly happy that Zhuque can appear here, he feels that Zhuque always has a sad feeling, which makes it difficult for him to pretend to be stupid and ignore it.

"No!" Zhuque took a sip of the drink expressionlessly, and said with a pity.

"Zhu Zhu, we have known each other for more than 20 years. We have been through life and death, and we are in the same boat through hardships. I have always regarded you as a family member. Can you even believe me?" Qinglong said as he moved to the sofa on the side of Zhuque and sat down, looking at Zhuque with his face, with the emotions in his eyes as deep as the sea. Unfortunately, Zhuque did not look at him at all, and naturally he did not notice the continuous expectations in Qinglong's eyes at this moment.

"I said I don't call me Zhu Zhu again!" Zhuque's voice was cold and hard, mixed with some impatientness.

She hated the four words "Beauty and Fate": Zhu Zhu in the Tianlong Bazi, and her mother was, and she didn't want to follow their footsteps.

Qinglong looked at Zhuque's rare emotional face, and his heart was awkward, but his tone became more gentle, and he carefully tentated: "Is it because of the eldest son?"

Zhuque suddenly turned his face, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes.

Qinglong saw defense and anger in Zhuque's eyes. He knew that he had guessed correctly, maybe he shouldn't have guessed this word, because the woman in front of him was so obvious that she had been expressionless all year round because she gave all her joys, angers, sorrows and happiness to one person. Even if that person left, she would rather completely close her heart than allow others to enter her heart!

"Zhu Que, why is it him again?" Qinglong's eyes darkened. He looked at Zhuque, and his tone showed some powerlessness and frustration. Could it be that it was just because of his identity that she could not resist?

Qinglong couldn't help but recall what they had been trained together many years ago.

That time, the four guardians of the two masters and Leng Maolin were trained in groups. He proposed to be in the same group as Zhuque, but Zhuque refused.

"The eldest young master said I must be with him!"

"How can this be done?" Qinglong had already vaguely noticed the eldest son's feelings for Zhuque, so he naturally wanted to try his best to stop it.

"The eldest young master said this was an order!" Zhuque said expressionlessly.

Their identity is the shadow guard of the Jun family, and obeying orders is their duty to penetrate into their bones. The word "order" makes them even more irresistible!

"This is my business, you don't need to worry about it!" Zhuque turned his head and continued to take a sip of the juice. He found that the fresh orange juice today was sweet and bitter, making her throat extremely uncomfortable.

It turned out that she had already shown so obviously? Zhuque pursed her lips irritably when she thought of this.

"I care about you!" Qinglong continued to stare at Zhuque's side face for a long time, sighed and said.

"I don't need it!" Zhuque blurted out without thinking. After saying that, she noticed that the air around her was frozen. She turned to see a look of grayness and sadness on Qinglong's face, especially his eyes, which were like two dry wells. Even though she was as cold and slow as Zhuque, she realized that what she had just said was a bit too much.

The room was silent.

After a long time, Zhuque took the lead and said, "Give your concern to other people in need."

Qinglong's face froze and he looked at Zhuque angrily. After a while, he tried hard to calm down his anger and asked in a depressed voice: "If so, what if I just want to care about you?"

They are all people who have an incomplete family and lack family affection since childhood. They have been specially trained since childhood. After layers of selection and competition, they have taken the position today. In the past twenty years, he has the only trust and the only person he wants to care for is the only person he wants to love. The only person he wants to care for is Zhuque! But this woman is disdainful of his concern!

"What do you mean?" Zhuque looked at Qinglong with confusion and asked. They were not the only two of them, Baihu and Xuanwu, aren't they all very good at him? Baihu and Xuanwu are not in the same position this time, and he doesn't care about these two people at all?

"Zhu Que, do you really don't understand, or pretend to be confused when you understand?" Qinglong asked in his eyes with a depressed and emotional expression.

Since he believed that he had shown it clearly enough, why did this woman always not understand his heart?

"Why am I pretending to be confused? I--" Before Zhuque could finish speaking, Qinglong's face suddenly magnified in front of her. Just as his lips were about to kiss her, Zhuque woke up and turned his head suddenly. The two lips rubbed against Zhuque's cheeks.

By chance, the door was suddenly pushed open at this time. Zhuque looked at the man standing at the door with harmless smile, and his body suddenly stiffened.

Jun Haodong drove the car to Brother Kong Fang, and then entered the secret room by chance. He came here. He found a reasonable excuse for this subconscious behavior, that is, he did not want that woman to live a good life.

Who knew that as soon as I reached the door, I heard such confession! Jun Haodong looked straight at the man and woman sitting close to each other on the sofa, smiling very elegantly.

"It seems that I'm not the time to come! It's a good thing that disturbs you!"

"Big Young Master!" Qinglong didn't expect Jun Haodong to appear here. He glanced at Zhuque with complicated eyes, stood up and called Jun Haodong respectfully.

Jun Haodong glanced at Zhuque sitting on the sofa, then smiled charmingly and asked Qinglong, "How does it taste?"

"Big Young Master?" Qinglong suddenly looked up and met Jun Haodong's smiling face. His heart suddenly shrank. Although the man in front of him looked harmless, he saw the demon's fangs in the depths of his soul.

"Hmm?" Jun Haodong obviously didn't want Qinglong to avoid his question. His voice sank slightly, with a hint of threat and a little playfulness.

Qinglong's back was as stiff as an ice sculpture, and he lowered his head and said nothing. At this time, no matter what he said, the eldest young master would not listen to it, because he had already determined the facts in his heart. No matter what he said, he was wrong, which would make him even more angry. It would be better not to say it.

"Qinglong, what are you worried about? You and Zhuque are two people, the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. No matter what you do, it is just that you can't help but love. What's there to be something unspeakable?" Jun Haodong's gentle face was relaxed and leisurely, as if he was advising Qinglong to let go and cheer him up. Especially the four words "Feel Unmarried" were meaningful. Although he said this to Qinglong, his eyes fell straight on Zhuque.

Zhuque turned his head and looked at Jun Haodong with a hint of pain. Is this his truth? He wants to push her to Qinglong!

The heart was so painful that it could not be suppressed. Zhuque's lips trembled a few times. The explanations were pale and powerless in Jun Haodong's smile, which ultimately made it difficult for her to speak out.

"The Young Master's wife asked me to go back as soon as possible, I'll leave first!" Zhuque stood up, walked around the sofa, and hurried towards the door.

"Your young master and the young master's wife are busy with love now! Are you sure she has time to call you?" Jun Haodong looked at Zhuque with a smile. Although he had gentle eyebrows, his words were pierced her skin mercilessly.

"Confirm!" Zhuque bit his lips tightly and lowered his head as he said. However, Zhuque's eyes happened to fall on Jun Haodong's bloody hand, and his eyebrows were twisted unconsciously. She could see that the wounds were still left a few days ago, but it had been several days, why hadn't he healed yet?

Jun Haodong noticed that Zhuque's eyes fell on the wound on his hand, and suddenly a fire of ignorance surged in his heart. In order not to say anything more out of place, he snorted coldly, said nothing, and left first.

Zhuque and Qinglong looked at each other inexplicably, especially Zhuque, who was very puzzled by Jun Haodong's behavior that came and went in a hurry!

"Zhu Que, think carefully!" Qinglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jun Haodong leaving, looking at Zhuque's slightly frowning brow and said.

"Qinglong, forget what happened today! I will pretend that it hasn't happened!" Zhuque said coldly and stood up and left.

Zhuque only realized that Qinglong had such thoughts about her. She asked herself that she had not done anything that made him misunderstand, why... Zhuque shook her head in distress. Why did the recent things look like a mess, making her increasingly unable to understand.

His hands will not be in trouble, right?

Thinking of this, Zhuque chuckled with a self-deprecating smile, his throat full of bitterness. He actually misunderstood her and Qinglong...

When Zhuque returned to the Jun family courtyard, there was no one in the living room. Ling Rui and Tang Shishi were in the bedroom and didn't know how many rounds the battle was. She was tactful and did not bother her. She went to her small attic. As soon as she entered the door, her body was captured. Zhuque was about to resist when she heard a voice coldly saying: "Don't move!"

Zhuque looked at the enlarged angry face in front of him in surprise, forgot to resist, how could he be in her room?

Jun Haodong was satisfied with Zhuque's obedience, but when he thought that Zhuque was like this before in front of Qinglong, the anger in his heart began to burn wildly again. He pinched Zhuque's chin and kissed her soft lips hard.

This was an angry and domineering kiss full of possessiveness, intense and lingering. Jun Haodong's wet tongue tip pushed the two rows of beard teeth that were trying to resist stubbornly, and then proudly swept back and forth over the two rows of beard teeth for several times, and finally sucked the lilac tongue hard, absorbing the sweetness from her mouth with force.

Zhuque closed her eyes panting. At this moment, she was obviously violated and could push the man away, but she didn't. The desires in her subconscious that were buried deep by the years were spewed out. At this moment, she just wanted to obey her heart and fall crazy with Jun Haodong.

When Zhuque's arm wrapped around Jun Haodong's waist, Jun Haodong's body stiffened and suddenly pushed Zhuque away. Looking at Zhuque's flushed face, he curled up the corners of his lips mockingly, stepped forward and grabbed Zhuque's thin waist. The two of them were not airtight. He maliciously rubbed Zhuque's body with the source of evil, and asked ambiguously and ruthlessly: "Hungry? Do you miss a man? Hum?"

Zhuque's back suddenly became tense, and Jun Haodong felt that the soft body he was holding turned into a piece of cold and hard wood.

"Qinglong and I are not what you think!" Zhuque spoke softly and tried to explain to Jun Haodong. As Qinglong said, Zhuque has always regarded him as his family, a family like Baihu Xuanwu. She has never had any emotions towards Qinglong that are beyond normal standards.

Jun Haodong's suspicion and distrust hurt Zhuque's heart.

"Oh? Then show me the proof!" Jun Haodong did not hide the suspicion in his eyes at all. He looked straight into Zhuque's eyes and demanded.

"What, how to prove it?" Zhuque looked at Jun Haodong in confusion and asked hesitantly. Why, she felt that the man in front of her could not see through at all, and she was so strange.

"Pleased me!" Jun Haodong rubbed his body evilly twice, and the meaning of the words was nothing more than that.

"You - let me go!" Zhuque didn't expect Jun Haodong to say such dirty words, and he was so angry that he wanted to push Jun Haodong away.

"Don't be happy? Then what do I say is this an order?" Jun Haodong seemed to have expected Zhuque's reaction long ago. He held Zhuque's thin white wrist tightly with a big hand, and his tone was gloomy and evil, "Don't you like to obey orders the most? Well? Now, your master, I will please you!"

"Jun Haodong! You're too much!" Zhuque couldn't help but shouted angrily! Yes! She is his subordinate, but she is also a person with thoughts and dignity. Why should this man humiliate her so much? Why?

Jun Haodong looked at Zhuque who had finally completely broken his skills and sneered: "Can't you pretend now?"

After saying that, under Zhuque's confusion, his eyes swam inch from Zhuque's face to Zhuque's shoulders. After confirming a little, he bowed his head and bit it without hesitation with lightning speed.

"Ah!" Zhuque was unprepared and couldn't help but scream in pain, then closed his mouth tightly.

Seeing the tension of Zhuque's body, Jun Haodong finally let go with satisfaction after tasting the bloody smell between his lips and teeth. Then, he looked up at Zhuque's face that was biting his lips tightly, and said with a warning: "Remember, you can only be my woman! Here, here, here, here, I can only touch you. If you dare to let others touch you, I don't mind killing people to silence you!" Jun Haodong said as he used one finger to point fingers on Zhuque's lips, chest, and... and announced the domineeringly.

"I'm just your subordinate, that's all!" Zhuque looked at Jun Haodong with a crazy look on his face and said in a faint voice.
Chapter completed!