Doting wife is addictive, domineering boss loves fiercely

Half of it is rolled to the left, half of it is rolled to the right, and the bangs in the middle are rolled freely!

It looks exactly like Teddy's ears!
Uh... no wonder Zhu Ziqian laughed like this...

It's ashamed to see people.

-

With a headache, he turned on the faucet, leaned down, and poured water on his face with both hands.A few minutes later, Qu Zhenzhen finally cleaned herself up and walked out of the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he would meet Zhu Ziqian head-on.

Qu Zhenzhen froze for a moment, shook the water drops on her hands, and silently walked around him.

Seeing her white and clean face restored, Zhu Ziqian's eyes flickered for a moment, then he followed her footsteps with long legs and began to explain in a low voice.

"You were drunk last night, and you didn't answer when you asked where your home was. I had no choice but to..." He paused, looking down at Qu Zhenzhen who suddenly stopped in front of him.

She frowned, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you take my mobile phone and call my home?"

Zhu Ziqian smiled faintly when he heard the words, folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned his slender figure casually against the wall of the corridor, and said softly: "You forgot, your mobile phone was smashed to pieces last night. .”

"..." Qu Zhenzhen was speechless for a moment, and finally turned his gaze away, looking around at his home.

The corridor is all white, and there are several... paintings on the walls?

It's in a picture frame, but the contents don't look like paintings.

Zhu Ziqian noticed her gaze, the smile on his face froze for a second, and he walked forward quickly, blocking her eyes, blocking her gaze.

"There's nothing to see, you won't be interested."

Qu Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, curled his lips, walked towards the living room, and said in a low voice: "Tch! I'm really not interested, I have no taste at all! I don't know anything about this blood-red piece. It can't be scary to watch at night."

Watching her leaving back, Zhu Ziqian's eyes were heavy, and he didn't comment on her words.

Qu Zhenzhen looked back at him, his face was normal, there was nothing wrong with it, but what was going on with the atmosphere around him?

She felt a little panicked for no reason.

Could it be because of the blood painting?

Shaking her head, Qu Zhenzhen shook off the feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

Zhu Ziqian who was behind raised his eyebrows, stepped in front of her, took out two cups, turned his head and asked her, "Do you want some juice?"

Qu Zhenzhen recovered and nodded.

Zhu Ziqian looked back with a smile, took two oranges from the table, washed them, peeled and squeezed the juice by himself.

Qu Zhenzhen sat down on the sofa and looked at him through a hollowed-out decorative table.

He held a special fruit knife for cutting fruit in his hand. His five fingers were sensitive, and he peeled the skin quickly and skillfully. He looked down seriously, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But for some reason, Qu Zhenzhen always felt a little weird.

Thinking of that strange painting again in her mind, she raised her hand and rubbed the position of her temples, only to feel that the migraine after a hangover was more painful.

'Hey. '

There was a glass of fresh orange juice on the tea table in front of him, Qu Zhenzhen slowly raised his eyes, and looked at him sitting on the opposite sofa.

Zhu Ziqian gave him a concerned look, "What's the matter? Headache?"

Qu Zhenzhen nodded with a wry smile, withdrew her fingertips from pressing her temples, leaned over and took a sip of the orange juice on the coffee table.

"This early in the morning, you just give me a glass of juice, which is really enough."

She deliberately joked and said it, trying to break the sudden embarrassment.

Zhu Ziqian smiled shamelessly, crossed his long legs casually in slim home trousers, leaned his upper body back, and said lazily, "I want to buy breakfast myself, I won't , it’s very kind to take you in for a night, and you still want me to pack breakfast? I’m afraid you’re thinking too much.”

"..." Qu Zhenzhen held his forehead speechlessly, then stood up and looked around for his bag, "Okay, then I won't bother you, where is my bag?"

Zhu Ziqian didn't answer, but cast her eyes on the bar behind her.

Qu Zhenzhen followed his gaze and turned around, only to find that there was a hardcover bar in his house.

Walking over to pick up the bag, Qu Zhenzhen looked at the bar and raised her lips and smiled, "What kind of bar do you want to go to in the future? You can hold a party at home! Could it be that you can also mix drinks?"

She said, casting a curious look at him.

Let's put it this way, after what happened last night, Zhu Ziqian is probably considered a friend with Qu Zhenzhen.

After all, he had troubled him so much last night, and he was drunk at his house, but nothing happened, which showed that he really didn't care about him at all. You can make this friend!It's just three meals!
It's just a few meals, she, Qu Zhenzhen, can still afford it!

"know a little."

Zhu Ziqian narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands behind his head, looked at her and smiled slightly, "Come to my house later, and I'll make you a drink?"

Qu Zhenzhen was slightly stunned, she wanted to shake her head to refuse at the first moment, but after shaking her head, she became dizzy and felt nauseous, so she had to stop her movements.He waved to him, "Forget it, you will have a chance to drink your wine next time, but forget it when you come to your house."

She thought of that depressingly dark room, and the bloody portraits she accidentally saw in the corridor.

...Uh, how should I put it, my first impression of his family was not very good.Although he took you in for a night.

"Oh? It's the first time I invited a guest to my house, and you were very straightforward in rejecting it." Zhu Ziqian withdrew his hand, and casually picked up the fruit juice on the coffee table and took a sip.

Qu Zhenzhen paused, "Have you ever had any guests at your house besides me?"

Zhu Ziqian nodded.

Qu Zhenzhen blinked her eyes, a little surprised. After realizing it, she nodded her head and smiled awkwardly, "Hehehe, then I'm really lucky."

Zhu Ziqian put down his glass and nodded without humility, "Indeed."

Qu Zhenzhen: "..."

Sometimes, communicating with this person is really tiring!You never know if the person is joking or serious.

This is inexplicably similar to Nier.

But because Nier's face is stiff, he can't make too many expressions, which is easy to be misunderstood.But Zhu Ziqian is just the opposite. He has many micro-expressions on his face, but you never know what he means at this moment, this look, this expression.

"You, you don't seem to like my family very much?"

Facing Qu Zhenzhen's silence, Zhu Ziqian suddenly said this sentence.

Qu Zhenzhen's first reaction was to nod, but after thinking about it, she tactfully said, "It's not that I don't like it too much, everyone has their own style, this is your home, I don't It’s normal to like nature too much.”

The question itself is strange.What do you mean you don't seem to like my family very much?

This is not my home, is it important whether I like it or not?

"..." Zhu Ziqian lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the coffee table, he lowered his voice, and said as if talking to himself: "It's my style, is it different from everyone else..."

"Ah? What did you say?"

Qu Zhenzhen didn't hear clearly, she took a step closer and looked at him suspiciously.

He came back to his senses, smiled and waved to her, "It's nothing, I just think you're right."

"……Ha ha."

Qu Zhenzhen gave a dry smile incomprehensible, picked up the bag in her hand, passed him and walked towards the door, "I have something else to do, so I won't bother you."

Zhu Ziqian didn't hold her back, she nodded slightly, and watched her walk out of the room.

The door closed in front of him with a click, and the faint smile on his face gradually disappeared, as if the person who was laughing a moment ago was not him, and he was completely different.

-

late at night.A gust of evening wind passed by, and there were a few rustling sounds in the dense jungle.The night covered the entire forest, the big green trees with intertwined roots towered into the sky, and their thick branches and leaves covered more than half of the moonlight. Everything under the trees looked so unreal.

If you listen carefully at this time, you will find that under the rustling sound, there is still a series of tight footsteps, constantly moving forward.

This road, a group of people walked for a long time, from dawn to sunset.

Their excellent physical fitness allows them to keep a constant distance behind the front leader even after long-term exercise.

Turning around in the dense forest, I dare not make a sound, and I dare not use a flashlight.

In the dark dense forest, it is difficult to walk in the dark.

In the group behind, except for Xie Yaotian and Deng Liang, several people had already walked out of breath, and had to let out a few rough gasps in the silence of the night.

The weaker man at the back of the line stepped on his thick heels many times and nearly slipped and was steadied by the people in front.

And Xie Yaotian at the front of the team, dressed in military uniform and trousers, was still fast.

As if he could see in the dark, he could easily avoid the entangled tree trunks, and quickly shuttle through the overgrown jungle to find a passable path.

Even if there were thorns on the road behind him, they were all cut by him, and the cuts were neat. Even when the surroundings were silent, he could immediately feel the secret whistle of the patrol ahead, bringing The crowd quietly avoided several times...

Finally, they passed through a dense forest, and the vision in front of them was considered to be wide open.

It was now the second night.The moonlight shines through the thick dark clouds, and the surrounding scenery against the background is more reborn.

Xie Yaotian, who was walking in front, finally stopped, pursed his thin lips, turned his head to the back and said humanely: "The front is the northern part of Myanmar, everyone here takes a short rest."

Deng Liang, who was following closely behind him, suddenly relaxed his tense expression after hearing his words, bent down and found a piece of ground to sit down on.

Xie Yaotian casually found a thick tree trunk to lean against, took out the water bag in his backpack sideways and took a few mouthfuls.Water dripped down his chin, he wiped it with his hand, narrowed his narrow black eyes slightly, looked at the flickering moonlight above his head, lowered his voice, "This time, I can only succeed."

Black Jack, who was standing beside him, gave him an approving look, and he put his five fingers together and made a fist.

Others in the team also sat on the ground one after another, unpacking the food in their bags for simple eating.

Even though it was a rest time at this time, no one made a sound, and even the sitting positions were cuddled with each other, and the distance from each other was no more than one meter.

The more cautious it is at this time, everyone knows well that northern Myanmar, Jinshanjiao-this is a dangerous and beautiful place.

There is no other place in the world that can be isolated from the world for a long time like this land, but it has received uninterrupted attention and yearning from the world.

Here are the most beautiful and charming poppies, which create crimes that can kill people; continue the life of primitive poverty, but are full of inextinguishable flames of war, desire, and wealth...

The turbulent Salween River separates this land from the outside world, and the continuous capped mountains surround the most mysterious region in the world.

It is vast, full of unknowns, and also full of temptations.

Most of the scenery in the primeval forest is similar, except for the mountains towering into the clouds, there is an invisible jungle.

The tall trees that cover the sky cut off the moonlight above the head, and the uneven ground under the feet is covered with thick moss.

Weeds that are half the height of a person completely cover the road ahead, and people with poor steering wheels usually only have a dead end when they come here.

The group rested for a while, Xie Yaotian took off his backpack and turned towards the nearest big tree.

After a few minutes, he lightly jumped down from above.