The little beauty who was attacked by slag is not easy to chase

Cannes stretched out his long legs and sat astride the wall.

In front of him was the window of Jupiter's bedroom. It was dark at the moment, and Jupiter was already asleep.

As long as he jumped down, broke through the door, or even broke through the window, he could hold Jupiter in his arms.

The little devil in his heart was about to move around, and Cancheng felt that his reason was about to be overrun. His beloved was in the window. If any man could bear it, it would be absolutely abnormal.

But before he jumped down, the second door of Aunt Lian's house suddenly opened.

Aunt Lian's man yawned and came out to go to the toilet. Through the faint moonlight, he caught a glimpse of a figure on the wall of his house, only a silhouette could be seen in the darkness.

The man immediately rang the alarm bell, and the drowsy bugs disappeared, "Thief." He casually picked up the shovel propped at the door, and swung it towards the figure on the wall.

Cannes also heard the moment the man opened the door.He originally wanted to hold his breath and sit still on the wall, so as not to be discovered, but who knows that the man really discovered him.

Cancheng wanted to stop the man's movements, but he was afraid that he would wake up the sleeping Ju Xingyi with too much noise, so he took a shovel from the man abruptly.

The shovel slapped his knee fiercely, and there was a piercing pain. The knee was hit by gravity, and the calf rebounded in a conditioned reflex, and he became unstable, and the whole person fell backwards heavily.

Ju Xingyi was sleeping, when he suddenly heard a "dong", he was suddenly awakened, the sound was so close that it seemed to be right next to his ears, and there was a rustling sound coming from outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, a deep voice shouted, "Catch the thief..."

The yellow wolf nestled in Fan Qianjun's yard was also awakened, barking wildly.

This time, the neighbors were all awakened.Cancheng was lying in Juxingyi's yard. He hit the ground on his back and buttocks first. His lungs were about to burst from the shock. His calves and arms were cut several times by tree branches or something.

But the pain all over his body couldn't resist the panic in his heart.

He was not afraid that others would mistake him for a thief, but he was afraid of making a fool of himself in front of Ju Xingyi.

But the first person to see him in distress was Ju Xingyi.

Ju Xingyi came out of the room and turned on the lights in the yard, and saw a familiar figure lying on the ground. The expression on that person's face was indescribable, painful, annoyed, and embarrassed.

Ju Xingyi couldn't help but feel tense, and subconsciously wanted to protect Cannes's face first. Except for the nearest man Aunt Lian and Fan Qianjun who rushed to the yard, when the other neighbors came, they were all stopped by Ju Xingyi who was blocking the door. "It's not a thief. I disturbed everyone. It was a misunderstanding. Everyone, go back to sleep."

Still couldn't stop a wave of onlookers, although they couldn't get in, they all stood at the door and looked inside.

Cancheng's left knee was hit by a shovel, and it was already swollen badly. He had no time to care about other people, but just stared at Ju Xingyi, full of words, he didn't know what to say.

At this time, no one had time to question Cannes, so he sent him to the hospital overnight.

This toss, one night passed.

Cannes's whole body was checked. Fortunately, there was no fracture, but the bruise was the most serious in the knee.

After the examination, Cannes sat on the long corridor of the hospital without saying a word, with a sullen face, disheveled but still imposing, only when he looked at Juxing moved, there was a trace of bewilderment and grievance in his eyes.

Aunt Lian and her man also came to the hospital. The God of Wealth was beaten up by his man as a thief, and everyone knew about it. Aunt Lian and her husband were also nervous.

"Kang. Mr. Kang, you said you don't sleep at night, what are you doing sitting on the wall?" Aunt Lian asked tremblingly, she really wasn't questioning Cannes, she just wanted to let Cannes know that it was really just a misunderstanding .

Cannes sullenly didn't even look at Aunt Lian.

Fan Qianjun stayed by Xingyi's side every step of the way. Seeing that there was nothing to do, he secretly grabbed Ju Xingyi's arm, "Go to the car and sleep for a while, I haven't slept for most of the night."

Jupiter gave Fan Qianjun a soothing look, and then told Cannes, "Don't run around if your legs are swollen, and rest at home these few days."

Cancheng looked at Ju Xingyi with sadness and anticipation.

"Have you called your family and asked them to pick you up?" Ju Xingyi deliberately ignored Cancheng's eyes.

"Fight." Forget it, even if he moved back with Jupiter, he couldn't bear to let Jupiter take care of him.

Zhong Lin stood at the door of the hospital, looking up at the sky.

Cannes is chasing his wife outside, he not only has to stabilize the rear for her, but also advises him and takes care of his spiritual mentor, and wipes his ass and cleans up the mess when he gets into trouble.

How much did he owe Kang Cheng's grandson in his previous life?

Cannes hadn't slept all night, and was sitting in the car back to Dongyao in a daze.

Zhong Lin looked at this man in a state of embarrassment, he was still wearing Aunt Lian's pajamas and pajamas, a pair of pajamas was turned into capri pants by him, and the trouser legs were scratched by something. A piece broke.

It's my lifetime, the first time I see you.

Zhong Lin suddenly felt that the resentment he felt when he was woken up by the phone from the bed early in the morning was gone, and he couldn't help laughing.

Cannes stared at Zhong Lin with a straight face, "Drive hard."

If it wasn't for him driving, I really want to take a good photo of him and share it with all the employees in the company, so that everyone can experience the strong contrast brought by the calm, noble, and cold Mr. Kang.

"You've become like this, just calm down recently, cultivate yourself at home, and don't go out to be a monster, okay?" Loss is loss, Zhong Lin still cares about Cannes.

Cannes has already squinted his eyes, not knowing if he listened or not.

Zhong Lin felt that the anger in the morning had come up again, "Did you hear that?"

Cannes simply turned his head out of the window and gave Zhong Lin a back of his head.

He didn't hear it, his mind is now full of the image of Ju Xingyi and Fan Qianjun sending him into the car just now, those two people are close together, as if.couple.

And Fan Qianjun's paws secretly poked to protect Ju Xingyi's waist.

If Zhong Lin hadn't forced him into the car, he really wanted to step forward and kick that person away.Who can understand his grievance now?

Ju Xingyi squatted under the corner of the yard, looked at the few roses that had been crushed by Cannes, and tried to help them up with his hands, to see if there was any possibility of saving them.

Fan Qianjun picked him up from behind, and being tormented by Cannes, everyone didn't sleep for most of the night.

"Go to sleep for a while."

Ju Xingyi was forced into the house by Fan Qianjun to go to sleep.

When he woke up, the crushed flowers under the corner of the wall had been cleaned up, and a few roses were replanted.

Ju Xingyi sighed, Fan Qianjun's yard was quiet, even the yellow wolf was catching up on sleep.

It was agreed that relatives would take care of each other, but it seemed that Fan Qianjun had been taking care of him all along.

Ju Xing turned around and went to the kitchen, let's make a delicious meal for Fan Qianjun first.

Cancheng was ordered by Zhong Lin to rest at home, but he couldn't stop at all.

After being raised at home for three days, the bruise on his leg hadn't disappeared yet, and Cannes couldn't wait to go out. With such a small injury, how could he be trapped.

Juxing moved too close to Fan Qianjun, if he didn't work harder, his wife would really run away with someone else.

The bruise on his leg was not completely healed. Cannes took a driver with him when he went out this time, and he first asked the driver to drive him all over the street to find a flower shop.

There are many flowers planted in Xingyi's yard, so he probably likes flowers.

Cannes browsed carefully in the flower shop. He chose roses. Although they were rather vulgar, he felt that they could best express his passionate love for Jupiter.

After asking the boss to wrap the flowers, he held the flowers in his hands in satisfaction, sat on the back seat, and directed the driver to Juxingyi's company.

This time, he wanted to go straight to Juxingyi's company, confess his love to him on the spot, make the noise louder, and let everyone know that Juxingyi is the person he is pursuing in Cannes.

He wasn't afraid of Jupiter's refusal, anyway, for Jupiter's sake, he had entered a prison, climbed over a wall, entered a hospital, and been watched as a thief.

What's the point of being rejected, it's not shameful at all, it's obviously a glorious thing to pursue Jupiter's shift.

Cannes adjusted his makeup with his hands up and down.

smug.

Two hours before get off work, Ju Xingyi called Fan Qianjun and asked him to have dinner at home in the evening.

Fan Qianjun agreed without hesitation. He said that he would go around the construction site and get off work if there was no problem. Then he would bring the yellow wolf and come directly.Jupiter starts busy work after making the phone call, he wants to finish his work earlier and get off work early.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in with starry eyes, "Mr. Mu, someone is looking for you."

"Who is it?" Jupiter didn't even lift his head.

"You...you'll know when you go out and have a look."

Only then did Ju Xingyi raise his head. The secretary had a weird and complicated look on his face... the expression of watching a play?

Putting down the work in hand, Ju Xingyi frowned and left the office in doubt.

When the employees outside saw Jupiter moving out, they also looked at him furtively, with the expression of...watching a play.

When he walked to the reception area, Ju Xingyi finally understood why everyone looked at him like this.

Cannes held a bouquet of fiery red roses and stood by the sofa.

Cannes suddenly became nervous when he saw Ju Xingyi standing in front of him.

He once confessed his love to Mu Jinnian, and also said love words.

But facing Juxingyi, he suddenly ran out of words, and didn't know how to express his love properly.

No sweeter, more soulful words could be found to match his star shift.

In the end, after hesitating for a long time, Cannes solemnly said a bad street saying: "The most beautiful flowers are given to the most beautiful people. Xing Yi, give them.

you. "

vulgar!

While watching the lively crowd, she wished to hold Cancheng's head and teach him how to confess his love.

Before you go out, haven't you read the strategy of chasing love?Just learn a trick, it's better than this.

Ju Xingyi looked at Cannes in front of him coldly, glanced at the crowd watching the excitement, and shouted at Cannes in a low voice, "Come out with me."

Cannes held his flowers and obediently followed him out.

Ju Xing moved to find a secluded place, and stared at Cannes angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Xingyi. I haven't even confessed my love to you properly."

Ju Xingyi was so angry that he wanted to step forward and kick him again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Kang Cheng stepped forward with his right leg, "Xing Yi, the injury on my left leg is still not healed, kick this side."

Ju Xingyi lost his temper when Cannes quarreled, "Take your flowers. Let me go."

"Let's go together? I ordered western food today, let's eat together, shall we?"

Ju Xingyi closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows. He felt that it was better to just ignore this person. He decided to leave this person behind and go back to the office by himself.

At this time, Ju Xingyi's cell phone rang, and it was Fan Qianjun's call.

Jupiter switched over, but the voice on the other side was not Fan Qianjun.