The Queen's Little Wife

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Ji Ya now opened her eyes wide and gritted her teeth, "You want to drive me away?"

"I'm not driving you away, it's time to go."

She smiled, "Heh, Nan Zhizi, you don't even have a heart to be a jil, you don't feel pain."

"Whether your heart hurts or not, I have no right to know. I can no longer take you in, I will return the house, and the fate between you and me ends here."

Nan Zhizi opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling with dark eyes, and said coldly: "From now on, if you get married and have children, you will have a lot of children and grandchildren, or you will continue to go back to your old career and become depraved, it has nothing to do with me. What have you thought about?" Live as you wish."

"..."

"I just accidentally bumped into you and left you to take care of you for so many days. What should be cleared should be cleared away. Now it is righteousness." She no longer knew what she was talking about, as if this cold body and cold face Not herself.

Ji Ya's face turned pale now, she bit her lip and smiled, and nodded, "Okay, turn your face and deny people, right? Okay, I'll go."

Nan Zhizi pursed her lips tightly, showing a gentle smile.

She pressed her hands tightly every step of the way, full of thoughts: "But, tell me, you heard everything I said the day before yesterday?"

"..." She froze.

With some expectation, Ji Ya said softly, "Then these days, do you... like me a little bit?"

Nan Zhizi pursed her lips and shook her head, said without emotion: "No, I never liked you."

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she curled her lips: "Hey! I'm sorry, I'm just pretending to be sentimental."

bang.

The door was slammed shut so hard that the walls trembled.

Nan Zhizi lowered her eyelashes in frustration, walked to the table and sat down, silently in a daze.

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Chapter 26 Love Her

Nan Zhizi suddenly felt a little dizzy, she woke up late and came to school without breakfast, and she was a little hypoglycemic at the moment.

After talking to Song Nan for a while, he went back to the classroom alone.

The wind in the corridor made the cheeks icy cold, and occasionally the sound of reading came from the classroom.

She tucked her hands into her sleeves and rubbed them to get the heat. When she raised her face, she saw Shen Zhao walking over with loose long hair. She had a thin figure, and her waist-length hair was messed up by the wind.

The two held back quietly.

Nobody spoke.

Shen Zhao pursed his lips and walked past her carelessly, without taking a single glance, as if returning to the way he was when he first met.

Strange like a passerby.

Nan Zhizi covered her eyelashes halfway, and took a deep breath.

Go against her.

at lunch.

Everyone was still at the same table, Nan Zhizi lowered her head and was chewing slowly. Today's lunch can be regarded as the most sumptuous day in a week.

The dishes are complete and delicious.

She looked around at the students coming and going looking for a place, avoiding Shen Zhao's sight.

Unwilling to eat, Shen Zhao poked at the rice, threw the chicken leg on the plate to Nan Zhizi, without saying a word.

Today's food was not to her liking.

Song Nan drank the warm soup, rubbed her foot against her, and asked, "What's the matter with you and Shen Zhao?"

Nan Zhizi was stunned for a moment, her eyes were flat, and she said: "It's okay, we have nothing to do."

"Aren't you dating her? It's like you owe millions." She whispered from a distance.

"No, I don't like her, how can we date her?" Nan Zhizi got up and left with the plate.

"This...you?"

Song Nan choked on his rice, glanced at Shen Zhao who had nothing to do with the world and was eating rice quietly, then squinted at Nan Zhizi who was walking away, and lowered his head sullenly.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

What's going on?

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The light in the bar is soft and dim, and the music in the ear is beautiful and pleasant.

Shen Zhao asked for a glass of whiskey, put his arm on the glass table, and took a few sips with his head raised.

Li Jingyu took a sip of the 1860 wine, smacked his mouth, looked at the person opposite and smiled, "Why do you drink so much wine as soon as you come here, it's too wasteful!"

At this time, several hostesses from the shop walked up to Shen Zhao and sat down.

"Little sister, would you like me to have a drink with you?"

Shen Zhao is enchanting and not gaudy, even if she sits in the most inconspicuous place, she still becomes the focus of many people's eyes.

There was a hint of seductiveness at the end of her long and narrow eyes. She exchanged a glance with the handsome man and smiled: "Little sister is not interested today, go drink someone else's."

"Really don't want to?"

Shen Zhao snorted, ignored his nonsense, and ordered a glass of brandy.

Seeing this, Li Jingyu waved her hand away, "Go to the side, we don't need to accompany the wine here."

I added ice cubes to the brandy, and she drank the tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue. She put down the goblet, her cheeks flushed, and she was charmingly drunk.

"Azhao, you're drunk." The taciturn Fu Jing said suddenly, and Shen Zhao liked to torment himself when he was angry.

With my aunt around, drinking a glass of brandy with ice in the winter is to make myself more sober or more intoxicated.

"I'm not drunk, don't compare me blindly."

"Xiao Ke from Class [-] has come to me these few days, and all the questions are about you."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Isn't she just Nan Gardenia? There are too many girls like her in No. [-] Middle School. Xiao Ke is purer and cuter than her. You can definitely consider her."

Shen Zhao gave her a sharp gouging look, and said casually, "You know nothing."

Li Jingyu laughed a few times, sat on the round chair beside her, and said, "Why don't I introduce a few to you, they are definitely more beautiful than Nan Gardenia!"

"Introduce your sister to me, I want it."

Li Jingyu swallowed, "If you have something to say, don't keep it in your heart, it's not like you."

"I want - Gardenia jasminoides." Shen Zhao rubbed his brows and lowered his head, his face pressed against the glass, feeling the coolness in his heart.

I want Nan Gardenia.

Just want her.

Late at night in early winter, I exhale white air, and my eyelashes are covered with fine dew.

Song Nan took Nan Zhizi out for a stroll, and the two walked out of the underground, ready to go home to sleep, but the phone rang at this time.

Nan Zhizi stared at the phone and was stunned for a moment.

Song Nan shoved her, "The phone is ringing, why are you in a daze?"

She pursed her lips and hesitated to connect: "Shen Zhao, what do you want?"

Shen Xinxi's voice came from the other end of the phone, with indistinguishable emotions: "I am Shen Xinxi, my little sister is drunk, and my aunt drank ice on her body, and now she is very drunk, and all she is talking about is you. I can't do anything now, Can't persuade her."

"It has nothing to do with me." Nan Zhizi lowered her eyelashes.

"What's going on between you two! Nan Zhizi, Ah Zhao likes you, and you like her too, why did this happen?"

"There is no reason, it is impossible for me and her."

Shen Xinxi laughed a few times suddenly, a little sadly, "Okay, you can work hard when you like it, and you can kill yourself when you don't like it. The word "impossible" almost killed her. Do you know how much pressure she has endured since she was a child? , For so many years, she has been disguising herself, not letting others see her scars, and living strong. Do you know that she never shed tears for others, lost her parents, and never cried at the funeral, but for you , the person who wants to be strong is crying. Do you know that she is a human being, with emotions, thoughts, emotions, and six desires, holding the belief that she will die at any time, when she meets you, she will selfishly want to keep you by her side."

Nan Zhizi bit her lips, her eyelashes were moist, and she took a breath of cold air.

"As a sister, I really hope she can be happy, healthy, and stay with me for a long time."

"sorry."