Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

The fist brushed her face, and the wind blew her hair, knocking Rong Junrui to the ground.

Rong Junrui quickly grabbed his arm and brought him down.

Soon, the two wrestled together.

Song Qingzhu watched anxiously, she yelled and waved her hands.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, let go!"

She tried to pull them away, but they beat so hard that she was pushed away, stepped on her high heels, and nearly fell.

Song Qingzhu couldn't take it anymore when they were beaten with bruises and swollen faces, and she couldn't bear it anymore. She shouted: "Rong Junchu! Stop!"

"If you don't stop, I won't talk to you anymore!" Song Qingzhu replied fiercely: "I will do what I say!"

Rong Junchu pressed Rong Junrui, his fist was blown by wind, and when he was one centimeter away from his eyes, he abruptly stopped in mid-air.Then Rong Junrui pushed him away, turned over and pressed him under him. When he wanted to hit him, he was grabbed by Song Qingzhu. Song Qingzhu pulled him off Rong Junchu's body. Rong Junrui was miserable. After being beaten around, the bruises are obvious, the corners of the mouth are bleeding, the tie is torn crooked, and the body is dirty.

He was pulled by Song Qingzhu and followed her bumpily.

He wiped the corner of his mouth fiercely, and when he saw the blood on his fingertips, he spat.

"Ninth brother, I let you this time, and I won't let you next time."

Rong Junrui spoke to him gloomyly.

Rong Junchu was lying on the ground with his arms outstretched, and he was paralyzed on the ground with no strength in his body.

Watching them get further and further away, his hand hanging on the ground clenched into a fist.

He pursed his lips slightly, touching the wound at the corner of his lips, but he didn't feel a little bit, he was numb, and opened his dull eyes, looking at the sky.

The sky is dark.

After a while, the rain was crackling and falling. Some people didn't bring umbrellas and used other things instead of running to prevent the rain and go home.

Only he, lying on the ground, like a dead fish, closed his eyes, his mind was very chaotic, and there was no wave in his heart from the initial touch to the present.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many passers-by saw him, but no one stopped, their steps were all in a hurry, and no one would stop for a stranger.

His body was soaked and soaked all over.

A black umbrella appeared in his line of sight, the man squatted helplessly in front of him, looked at him like a drenched chicken, was soaked, sighed, stretched out his hand to help him up, and saw the wounds and wounds on his face at a glance. A dull look in his eyes.

"Let's go."

After Jiang Jingzhi received Qing Zhu's call, he rushed over non-stop, and happened to see it raining, and he had a premonition in his heart that Jun Chu might be caught in the rain.But I didn't expect that he was really caught in the rain, the kind of unabashed rain, so speechless.

Jiang Jingzhi helped him up, held the umbrella in one hand, and held onto his shoulder with difficulty with the other. His clothes were soaked and dripping constantly.

Looking at Rong Junchu's decadent expression, Jiang Jingzhi felt that something was wrong, because his strength was almost on his body, he touched Rong Junchu's forehead, it was hot, and gave Jiang Jingzhi Startled.

"Jun Chu, you have a fever!"

Jiang Jingzhi hurriedly took Rong Junchu to the car, and then drove to the hospital.

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Song Qingzhu was sitting in the co-pilot, propping her chin with one hand, watching the scenery outside the car window keep passing by, her eyes were full of worry.

When it rained suddenly, she was startled, thinking that Master Jiu was still lying on the ground in the end, and she didn't know whether he had left or not.

She quickly sent a message to Jiang Jingzhi, asking him to pick up Master Jiu.

She didn't notice that the people next to her had noticed her the whole time.

Rong Junrui looked up at the rearview mirror, and saw that there were scars on his face, especially the deepest wound at the corner of his mouth.

When he grinned, he felt that the wound was involved, and the pain made him grin his teeth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Qingzhu sending a message, but he couldn't see clearly because the screen was too dark.

"who are you chatting with?"

Caught off guard, Song Qingzhu immediately turned off the screen.

Song Qingzhu hurriedly replied: "With my father." She glanced at Rong Junrui. In fact, he was seriously injured, especially the corner of his mouth, but she just couldn't care about him. automatically loathe him.

She didn't seem to see the wound on his face, and looked ahead.

He casually asked, "Where are we going?"

"Take you to dinner." Rong Junrui thought of what happened just now, and asked in a low voice: "Is what you said just now true?"

"what?"

"The matter of breaking up with him."

Song Qingzhu hesitated for a second, then smiled: "Yes. We have broken up completely."

"Then can I be your new boyfriend?" Rong Junrui tugged at his crooked tie with one hand, he looked at Song Qingzhu warmly and politely, his amber eyes were full of affection, Song Qingzhu looked quite Under pressure, against his gaze, Song Qingzhu always felt that he had seen through his thoughts.

Song Qingzhu didn't answer, and continued to answer silently.

Rong Junrui was not annoyed, and waited quietly for her answer. He drove with one hand, and the car drove into a bustling street area. There was a high-end western restaurant nearby. Soon, the car parked in the parking lot of the western restaurant.

Rong Junrui got out of the car first, walked around to the co-pilot's seat, opened the door, and held the door frame with one hand to prevent her from being hit on the head.

Stretching out his hand in front of her, Song Qingzhu bent slightly, stared at the hand, paused for a second, and then slowly put it on.

Rong Junrui hooked and held her hand in surprise, and then the two entered the western restaurant intimately.

The waiter in the western restaurant came to lead the way, Rong Junrui had already reserved a seat in advance, elegant and gentle music streamed out, the whole western restaurant was very quiet, only the slight sound of knives and forks colliding with porcelain plates.

Song Qingzhu was taken to the box on the second floor by Rong Junrui.

The waiter nodded to Rong Junrui, and said: "Please sit in the box for a while, the food will be served soon."

After speaking, he left.

Song Qingzhu let go of his hand, walked in and sat down first, not allowing Rong Junrui to continue acting like a gentleman.

Rong Junrui paused for a moment, then let out a slight muffled laugh, and walked slowly to the opposite of Song Qingzhu.

The box was very large, and the floor was covered with a snow-white carpet, so it was clean without a trace of dust.

There is a crystal chandelier hanging on the top, exuding crystal light, illuminating all directions in the box very brightly, there is a low window, the view outside the window is very wide, and you can see the street lamps in the distance flickering dimly, the street lights on the road The passing vehicles pass by.

As soon as Song Qingzhu sat down, she stopped thinking about it. All she could think about was Rong Junchu. It was still pouring rain outside, and she didn't know if her brother had found him. She glanced at her phone, but her brother hadn't sent him yet News come.