Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

Su Qiao didn't even use a knife and fork, she picked up the whole steak and stuffed it into her mouth.

While chewing, he swallowed a piece of steak in a few seconds.

Then, he took the plate and poured the pasta into his mouth.

With so much pasta entering her small mouth, it was obvious that she looked very small and delicate, and she was a beautiful girl full of seductive eyes.

But at this moment, she was doing three, five, and two, and the whole movement was done in one go. In less than a minute, she ate up a pile of food and ate it clean.

After eating, Su Qiao put the plate on the table and stared at Zhan Jue condescendingly:

"Satisfied?"

Warlord: ...

A brief moment of stiffness, stunned, some did not react.

Which girl would eat like this?Eat with your hands?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Qiao took it as his acquiescence, turned around and walked out of the dining room, returned to the chair in the bedroom and continued to sit.

Zhanjue froze in the restaurant for a while before he could react.

It was indeed Su Qiao, only Su Qiao could do such a thing.

He has known Su Qiao for too long, Su Qiao has been in the capital for too long, he has already forgotten that Su Qiao is from the countryside.

A good candlelight dinner was ruined by her just like that...

But Su Qiao did eat something, nothing wrong with her.

Zhan Jue could only pick up the knife and fork by himself, and eat the exquisite steak pasta alone.

The dim candlelight shone on him, making him a little lonely.

Su Qiao was sitting in the bedroom outside the transparent glass, not bothering to look at him, and only had one thought in her mind, how to get out of here.

It was already dark, Zhan Shen must have not slept, and must still be looking for her outside...

The Warlord in the restaurant saw her expression through the glass, and knew what she was thinking without using his brain.

War deep, war deep again.

He took a big mouthful of beef and suddenly asked:

"Su Qiao, what do you think of Zhan Shen's bedroom suite? Who do you think has the largest bedroom and the smallest bedroom in the entire villa?"

Su Qiao frowned slightly.

Although she and Zhan Shen lived in the manor for a long time in the previous life, they did not pay attention to these details.

In my impression, everyone's space is not much different.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the Zhan Jue snorted coldly, and he didn't even have the appetite to eat.

He put down his knife and fork, strode into the bathroom and closed the door.

Soon, the sound of "squeaking" water flowed from the house.

Su Qiao didn't have the time to delve into Zhan Jue's thoughts, and frowned worriedly.

Although the suite was large, there was only one bed and a small sofa in the living area.

Moreover, the room adopts a minimalist design, and each area is simply separated by frosted glass doors.

This door does not have a very secure lock.

Su Qiao scanned the room sharply.

After a while, the Zhanjue came out of the bathroom.

He changed into a dark black bathrobe, loosely tied at the waist, and his hair was dripping.

Dressed in black, he was as cold as Shura in the dark night.

After coming out, he walked straight towards the bedroom where Su Qiao was sitting.

When he came in, Su Qiao walked to the living room area, sat down on the sofa, and distanced herself from him.

Zhanjue stopped at the door of the bedroom, staring at Su Qiao with deep eyes:

"Are you going to sit on the couch all night?"

"Or sleep with the beasts?"

Su Qiao asked directly, stared at Zhan Jue and said:

"Although my IQ is not high, I can tell the difference between a human and a beast."

The Zhanjue had long been used to her verbal attacks and was lifeless.

He wiped his hair with a towel, threw away the towel, and walked towards Su Qiao step by step.

Su Qiao tightened the silver needle in her hand, staring at him vigilantly:

"Better keep your distance from me!"

"But since you say I'm a beast, how can I be worthy of you if I don't do anything like a beast?"

As Zhan Jue said, he had already walked up to Su Qiao.

He reached out and grabbed Su Qiao's wrist, trying to pull Su Qiao up.

Su Qiao swiftly slapped his hand away, and at the same time turned around and dodged neatly, standing one meter away from the Zhanjue.

The silver needle in her hand pointed directly at the Warlord, and said coldly:

"I actually don't mind dying together!"

Zhanjue's thin lips curled into a contemptuous smile: "You dare not."

It's an affirmative tone.

He stared at Su Qiao and said: "Jiang Si's life is in your hands, you dare not drag Jiang Si to die with you.

Besides, you are dead, what about your battle depth?Can you bear to see him collapse?

so……"

The Zhanjue looked with a smile that was sure to win:

"Su Qiao, you lost. From the moment you stepped here, you were destined to lose to me!"

"Is it?"

Su Qiao asked back suddenly, her eyes were as clear and calm as spring water in the mountains.

She said: "You seem to have forgotten something. Even if I die with you now, even if your people kill Jiang Si, so what?

If Jiang Si knew my current situation, he would rather solve it by himself.

Do you believe that he would be happy to go to hell with me and die together?

On Huangquan Road, he and I can still be at the same table, chatting about study and discussing academic problems together. "

Speaking of this, her tone was very relaxed, and she was not afraid of death, and went on to say:

"As for what you said about Zhan Shen, if Zhan Shen knew that I was dead, he would come to accompany me, and it would be a beautiful thing to be a loving couple in the underworld.

And you..."

Su Qiao's eyes fell on Zhan Jue, and she became sarcastically cold:

"Even if you die at this moment, you are still a disgusting demon, no one sympathizes with you, no one mourns you.

You don't even have a real friend or lover until you die. You are a ghost, and you are also a lonely wild ghost!

You say we are dead now, who the hell is not worth it?Are you really willing to die now, Warlord? "

Su Qiao's rhetorical question came out sentence by sentence.

Zhanjue's face became more and more cold and gloomy.

After a long time, he raised the words:

"Go to sleep, I'll give you 5 minutes to make your own door lock."

Su Qiao was a little surprised, he compromised so soon?

Seeing that she didn't move, Zhan Jue said coldly: "You still have four minutes and 50 seconds, don't wait for me to regret it."

While speaking, he took a step aside.

Su Qiao stared at him and strode into the bedroom.

The bedroom has a door anyway, but the living room has no door, which is even more unsafe.

Once in the bedroom, she started looking for something that would act as a lock for the door.

Zhan Jue looked at her busy figure, his eyes darkened and darkened.

What Su Qiao said was right, he was unwilling to die now, unwilling to die alone, he would not be able to get her until he died!

Even if she dies, she will have to wait for Su Qiao to belong to him!

Anyway, he has plenty of time, so he can take his time.

At the same time, outside the mountain.

Zhanshen and Zhanqi drove along the river, but the river reached some villages or the edge of the city.

Through inquiries of some passers-by, no one saw Zhanjue's car driving by.

And further ahead, there will be a hydroelectric dam, there are countless tourists watching there every day, it is impossible for Zhan Jue to take Su Qiao there.

Looking at the water in front of him, Zhan Shen suddenly realized something, and said to Zhan Qi:

"go back!"

He could tell that he had missed something.

There is a problem with that mountain!