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Chapter 63 Some Women Can't Be Petted

Zhi Xing jumped out of bed and moved around. After being forced to lie in bed for several days by the pervert Leng Yiran, her arms and legs had long been rusty. She changed her clothes as quickly as possible, then dragged her out from under the bed and prepared

It's a nice little bag. I looked at the passport, ID card, bank card and cash inside, and narrowed my eyes with satisfaction.

Outside the gate of Tao's house, Zhi Xing looked back for the last time at the "home" that did not belong to her, turned away indifferently, and left without hesitation.

Not far away, the window of a car slowly rolled down, revealing a charming and beautiful face. Two rows of dense eyelashes closed slightly, and in a pair of eyes as clear as a lake, the fabric was clearly reflected.

Xing Buji's figure...

"That woman, is that her?" Her voice was extremely pleasant, soft and soft, which made people feel comfortable. Just by hearing her voice, you could tell that she must be a beauty.

As the driver got on the car, Ah Xian responded vaguely.

The car window rolled up, she lowered her eyes, her long silky hair hanging on both sides of her face, "Go back... don't let your cousin know."

The car drove away quietly.

Zhixing stood by the road, holding out his hand to stop the taxi. He was planning to go find that guy Xiaowei first, and then discuss the future affairs.

"Miss Tao! Here!"

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around, "Lan?"

Lan was right opposite, waving at her. Zhixing walked over suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

"Hehe," Lan blinked mysteriously, "The young master said, just wait here, I will pick you up sooner or later."

"That brat~" Zhi Xing shook his head and laughed.

Returning to the tomb-like bungalow, he felt very friendly. Before Zhi Xing could sit down, he was pulled over by several doctors and examined from top to bottom.

"Is this stupid woman's illness cured?" Xiao Ji walked downstairs, still cool and smiling, but with genuine concern in his words.

"Don't worry, young master, she is recovering well."

"Um."

Zhixing got rid of these people, walked over and gave him a warm hug, "You brat, give me a hug!"

Seeing her pouting her sexy lips, and really wanting to kiss her, Xiao Ji's cool little face couldn't hold back any longer, and he pushed her hard with his two little hands, "Stupid woman! Don't get your saliva on my face!"

Lan chuckled and turned around and took those people out. The young master was teased in front of so many people. It would be strange if he didn't stay angry for several days!

As soon as he reached the door, he was stunned, "Master Jie?"

In the living room, Zhi Xing hugged Xiao Ji's limp body and refused to let go, "Boy, let's elope."

"don't want!"

"Haha, what's wrong with running away with me? If someone bullies you in the future, I will protect you!"

Xiao Ji suddenly raised his eyes and saw the person walking in. He was startled for a moment, and his big dark eyes suddenly brightened. Zhi Xing turned his back to the door and didn't notice his change. He pinched his little face with both hands and smiled mischievously.

"Do you agree or not? Do you agree or not?"

Xiaoji was in pain and screamed "Uh-huh", staring at her accusingly. Then, he looked pitifully at the person behind her.

"It turns out that this is how you bullied my brother when I was away."

This voice...

Zhi Xing was like a stuck clockwork, suddenly stiff and motionless, and his hands continued to ravage Xiao Ji.

A pair of big hands successfully rescued Xiao Ji, and habitually touched his little head with a half-smile, "Remember, some women cannot be pampered."

Zhi Xing turned his head stiffly and caught a glimpse of the evildoer who seemed to have been cultivating for thousands of years. The latter raised his enchanting lips teasingly, and his seductive eyes overflowed with light, creating a dazzling illusion.


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