The moonlight shines through the window, leaving a clear glow on the floor.
"Master hasn't come back yet?" Qianye Wu's eyes in the darkness exuded a cold green light.
On his lap, there was still the genealogy book that he had read a thousand times, and it still stayed on the page of the scenery photo of him when he just became the leader.
A subordinate hidden in the darkness bowed respectfully and replied, "President, the young master has just returned."
Qianye Takeuchi pinched his temples with his fingers, "Is there any result about the investigation into Jiang Xiaoqu's hometown?"
The problem jumped from the son to the girl, just because the son cared about that girl very much.
"President, we have investigated everything clearly, and it is the same as what the president guessed."
Sigh... isn't that son pitiful?
After all, Shi Han is his only flesh and blood, and he still feels sorry for his son.
"How is Master?"
The men were stunned for a moment, wondering what the president was referring to. Was he referring to the young master's mood or his body?
I had no choice but to answer everything truthfully, "The young master came back very unhappy. He is very weak and is looking for fresh blood."
Chiba Takena immediately slapped the family tree angrily and growled, "This kid is really stubborn!"
After thinking for a while, "Let's take a look at the situation. If it affects Shi Han's emotions, let Jiang Xiaoqu disappear from the young master's sight..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was rudely opened.
"Can't!"
Qianye Shihan staggered in and yelled at Qianye Takena, "If anything happens to Jiang Xiaoqu, you will only lose your black hair..."
"You..." Chiba Takena was so angry that he clenched his teeth. After a long time, he exhaled and sighed, "You are threatening me."
Qianye Shihan smiled miserably, "Whatever you think. No one can touch my Xiaoqu, not anyone!"
After saying that, he rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.
Because of his sensitive hearing, he still caught his father's words when he was sucking blood in the next room. He suddenly stopped sucking blood and ran directly into him.
A very debilitating approach.
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"Shi Han! Give you Xiaohe's clothes! Shihan..." Jiang Xiaoqu shouted anxiously, because Xiaohe was asleep and she didn't dare to shout loudly, but she was really worried about Qianye Shihan.
Before he left, he took a deep look at himself, as if there was a sadness as deep as the ocean.
An Junxi tightened his arms around her waist and shouted angrily, "You still call him? Are you so obsessed with him? How could he be better? Stop shouting, they are all gone!"
Jiang Xiaoqu sighed and was surprised to feel the big hands on his waist, and immediately blushed.
Damn An Junxi, a pervert is indeed a pervert, and the way he holds her in a hurry makes people blush and thicken their necks.
Why was he hugging his waist so tightly from behind, as if... touching somewhere on his body... Damn it!
"let me go!"
"Just let go, do you need to be so fierce? Why have you never been so cruel to him? Really!" An Junxi let go of Jiang Xiaoqu, thinking about the infuriating gestures they had just made, and stretched out his fist
He chiseled the wall hard.
Jiang Xiaoqu was in a very confused mood and Shi Han left in anger. She was not worried that it was a lie.
After looking at An Junxi, who was still angry, his eyes touched his long bloody nose, he sighed helplessly and turned to the washroom.
When I came out again, I had an extra towel in my hand.
"Sit down!" He shouted angrily at the broad and strong back.
An Junxi was still angry and didn't even look back. He faced the wall and said, "Don't sit down!"
Jiang Xiaoqu tugged on his clothes, softened his tone, and said softly, like coaxing a child, "Sit down quickly."
An Junxi thought for a while, but still said boldly, "Don't think that you have done something wrong that can only be dealt with in a few words. I haven't forgiven you yet!"
Jiang Xiaoqu rolled his eyes, "Are you talking nonsense again? Do you have the right to be angry with me? Ridiculous!"
Two boats? In her eyes, An Junxi is not a boat at all!
Once Jiang Xiaoqu had a personality, An Junxi immediately ran out of tricks. He blinked his big eyes, turned around in a panic, and stammered, "If you dare to flirt with that kid again in the future, I will fight with him."
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Jiang Xiaoqu almost laughed and pushed back, "Let's have a duel. You both died, and I feel more at ease."
"You..." An Junxi clenched her fists, unable to do anything to deal with the small and thin woman under her nose.
"Hurry up and sit down!" Jiang Xiaoqu pulled An Junxi to sit beside her bed and pressed the cold towel in her hand under his nose.
"Cover your nose with a towel!"
Such a cold towel made An Junxi scream! He shouted, "Hey! Do you want to freeze someone to death? You are so generous to Qianye Shihan and poured so much hot water on him, but you are so mean to me!"
He threw the hot water bottle that Shi Han had used to warm his stomach.
Jiang Xiaoqu went to clean up the messy items in the house, "If you want to cover it with hot water, that's fine. I'm afraid your rotten nose can be used as a water bottle."
Cold water can stop bleeding. He is so stupid that he doesn't even know this. I really don't know what common sense of life he knows after living for more than 20 years.
"Uh...really? You're not trying to kill me in a roundabout way, are you free?" He thought of the word murdering his husband, but did not dare to say it.
Jiang Xiaoqu stopped, turned to look at An Junxi and said, "Does whether you die or not have anything to do with my freedom?"
One sentence made An Junxi stunned again.
An Junxi obediently covered her nose and followed Jiang Xiaoqu's figure with her eyes, wandering around the room.
She is so diligent. At this moment, she picked out Xiaohe's clothes, wiped the table again, and swept the floor.
But he didn't want her to be so diligent. If he married Xiaoqu and went back, he wouldn't want her to do a little work and his wife would clean the house. Then wouldn't the servants be unemployed?
His wife just needs to be hers alone. To be precise, she just needs to be waiting in bed to take care of him.
"Haha..." Thinking randomly, An Junxi covered his bleeding and swollen nose and giggled.
Jiang Xiaoqu glanced at An Junxi, walked over, grabbed the towel from under his nose, and didn't care that An Junxi was startled, and walked to the washroom to wash the bloody towel.
"Where's the towel?" Anjun Xiguang was waiting for another towel to cover his nose, but saw Xiaoqu walking beside him empty-handed.
"It's not bleeding anymore, so why are you covering it with a towel?" Although he said it coldly, Jiang Xiaoqu still pressed An Junxi's forehead and said, "Lift your face and let me see if the bridge of your nose is broken."
An Junxi sat on the bed and raised his face slightly. Jiang Xiaoqu came over and touched his nose bones very lightly with her little hand.
Fortunately, the bridge of his nose was so high that the strong and straight bridge of his nose was preserved despite the heavy blows.
"Congested nose?"
"Well, a little bit."
"I'll rub it for you, but don't move."
Just like that, Jiang Xiaoqu gently rubbed the side of his nose to dredge the blood from the bruised nose. A natural fragrance from her body surrounded An Junxi.
Unable to help himself, he put his hands around her waist, ready to move.