In an instant, Zu Qi only felt a chill in front of him. When he recovered from the violent shock, he saw that his clothes, like two fluffy handkerchiefs, were torn off by Xue Jue and thrown to the side.
Zu Qi: "..."
Alarm pulled to the maximum!
The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming!
The bad idea that made Xue Jue angry just now disappeared without a trace in an instant. He opened his eyes in horror and waved his hands desperately to sit up.
But Xue Jue volleyed above Zu Qi and pinned his hand tightly on the bed.
Xue Jue's eyes were filled with a thick layer of coldness. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked at Zu Qi, whose expression was almost terrified, for a moment: "I warned you over and over again not to challenge my bottom line."
A manly man can stretch and shrink.
Zu Qi, who took this sentence to the extreme, immediately showed a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and said very sincerely: "Brother, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't challenge your limits, you adults have a lot to let me go. Horse."
Xue Jue glanced at Zu Qi coldly, and immediately squeezed two words from the gap between his teeth: "It's too late."
Saying that, Xue Jue suddenly stood up, and the next second he reached out to pick up Zu Qi's fancy shorts.
"what-"
Zu Qi let out a scream like killing a pig, and when he looked down, he saw his bulging belly pitifully exposed to the air, and he was immediately ashamed.
He hurriedly grabbed the trousers that Xue Jue had shrunk to the left and right with both hands, as if holding the last straw that represented his fragile self-esteem.
"Xue Jue, you're a fucking beast!" The furious Zu Qi couldn't help but yell, "You don't even let pregnant people go, are you worthy of being a human?!"
At the same time as the words fell, Xue Jue, who was concentrating on taking off his pants, also stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at Zu Qi.
At this moment, Zu Qi felt as if two sharp blades with cold light were flying straight towards him, making his chest cold and subconsciously hugging his body.
Silence spread wantonly in the air, and after an unknown amount of time, Xue Jue suddenly let him go and got out of bed, and said lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in raping others."
Zu Qi was lying on the bed panting heavily. He was obviously relieved after hearing this sentence. He supported the bed with both hands and prepared to get up.
"Don't move." Xue Jue, who was far away, said coldly.
Thinking of Xue Jue's eyes that were as cold as the North Pole just now, the life-hungry Zu·Qingbao·qi really stiffened suddenly, and then he continued to lie on his back, not even daring to move.
Xue Jue seemed to have opened the closet, and soon came the rustling voice when he was rummaging for clothes, and after a while he walked back with a few clothes in his hand, standing by the bed and looking down at Zu Qi. .
"If you had such a concept of chastity at the time, we wouldn't have to torture each other to this day." Xue Jue raised the corner of her mouth sarcastically.
Zu Qi blushed with shame under Xue Jue's gaze, gritted his teeth and pulled the torn clothes next to him to cover his bulging belly. He felt uneasy and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"
The curvature of the corners of Xue Jue's mouth gradually expanded: "You will find out later."
Butler Zhang and assistant Xiao Zhao, who were standing outside the door, vaguely heard the scolding coming from the room, but Mr. Xue didn't make a sound at all, as if they were sprayed by Zu Qi so that they could not resist.
Butler Zhang put his hands behind his back and looked straight ahead, as if he didn't hear the slightest sound.
On the other hand, Xiao Zhao's face was full of worry, and from time to time he ran to the window to look around, but because the curtains inside were closed, he couldn't see anything, so he had to return to his original position in dejection.
"Uncle Zhang." Xiao Zhao said hesitantly, "Didn't you go in and deliver cosmetics and stuff? What's going on inside? Nothing will happen to President Xue, right?"
Butler Zhang said calmly: "What can happen to Mr. Xue? The person you need to worry about should be the other one."
Xiao Zhao was surprised: "You mean ancestors?"
As soon as the two finished speaking, the door behind them suddenly opened, Xiao Zhao hurriedly turned around, was stunned for a moment after seeing the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at! Haven't you seen anyone wearing makeup?" At this time, Zu Qi was like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body, and he had to stab each other in a bad mood when he met him.
Zu Qi never dreamed that Xue Jue would actually retaliate against him like this. When Xue Jue pushed him to the bathroom mirror a few minutes ago, he covered his face in shock and almost collapsed.
Who is the clown in the mirror who is rubbed with a layer of flour and smeared with blood!
What the hell! Xue Jue is planning to take him on stage to sing? !
Don't wear makeup like this, okay? Straight men, please don't touch cosmetics!
Oh no, Strictly speaking, Xue Jue is half a crooked guy... A crooked guy with handicapped hands shouldn't make fun of cosmetics! Just turned him into a ghost.
The key is what is his pink shirt and black and white sweatpants? There was also a red tie around his neck, and he thought he ran out of the neurological hospital.
However, Zu Qi's series of actions against Xue Jue really had nothing to do with it. Xue Jue tied his hands and feet with ropes throughout the whole process, and he had no chance to struggle.
Until the end, the confused Zu Qi simply gave up his resistance and let Xue Jue toss around him.
Anyway, the original owner's reputation is about to grow negatively in this world. He doesn't care about one more black spot. On the contrary, Xue Jue is well-known in the upper-class circles at home and abroad, and it would be a shame to lose Xue Jue.
Seeing that Zu Qi was almost angry, Xiao Zhao quickly restrained his smile, but his facial features that twitched from time to time still betrayed his emotions.
Xue Jue stood next to Zu Qi very calmly: "Uncle Zhang, is the car ready?"
"It's ready." Butler Zhang nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation, "The driver is waiting in front."
Zu Qi followed Xue Jue for a while with a gloomy face, and then got into the back seat of the car.
The driver started the car, drove through a tree-lined path with seven turns and eight turns, and slowly drove out of the resort.
The air quality and the scenery in the suburbs are much better than those in the city. Looking around, there are wide roads, and occasionally a few cars pass by.
Zu Qi felt that the inside of the car was very stuffy, so he opened the window by a third, and the cool wind was blowing in. Zu Qi sighed contentedly, and his bad mood was relieved a little bit.
Ugly is ugly, isn't that what he wants
It's best to make Xue Jue disgusting so ugly that Xue Jue can't wait to kick him away.
After soothing himself, Zu Qi's face was not as ugly as before. He was like a satisfied cat, with his eyes slightly closed and leaning against the car window, enjoying the cool wind.
The static Zu Qi is much prettier than the dynamic one. His eyelashes are long and curled. When they hang down, a shadow falls on the smooth and fair skin. His lips are particularly full and beautiful, and the lip color shows a light pink color. , the hair is natural chestnut color, some natural curls, at first glance it looks like a mixed race...
Of course, this is Zu Qi before makeup, even if he deliberately pretends to be handsome after makeup, he looks like a big show.
Xue Jue turned her head and looked blankly at Zu Qi, who was drowsy for a while, and then winked at the driver in the rearview mirror.
So Zu Qi blew the wind for less than a minute, and the window was rolled up.
Zu Qi, who suddenly woke up, was furious, turned his head and shouted, "Why are you closing my car window!"
Xue Jue shrugged her shoulders, quite innocently: "Do you think I can close the window in my position?"
Zu Qi stared at the driver ahead.
"..." The cold sweat on the driver's face came out like a waterfall. Look at this pot, it's big and round.
Zu Qi couldn't sleep now. He sat with a big belly and a golden knife. He folded his arms and felt stuffy. After a while, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xue Jue leaning on the back of the chair and fell asleep.
Zu Qi: "..." Son of a bitch.
An hour later, the car stopped at a splendid clothing custom shop that exudes the atmosphere of RMB. The driver got out of the car first and opened the rear door.
Zu Qi, who had already done enough psychological homework for himself, immediately shrank into a quail when he saw the glittering door, and he was beaten to death by the car door and refused to go out.
Xue Jue stood outside watching the show with a half-smiling smile, and didn't forget to sneer: "Don't you like to dress like this? How can you be ashamed now?"
Zu Qi's collapsing retort: "Who said I like this kind of dress? This dress is obviously for the neuropathy, does it compare with my floral pants?!"
The corner of Xue Jue's mouth twitched, and her expression was slightly cold: "In my eyes, there is no difference between these two kinds of dresses. If you like it, I can let you wear it like this for the rest of your life."
Zu Qi was silent again.
He could feel that Xue Jue was not joking, but that he could do it.
In Zu Qi's eyes, Xue Jue was just a paper character framed in several settings. It was not until he really faced Xue Jue that he realized that this person was actually a big living person with flesh and blood. His identity and character come, not the character setting of those who say a few words.
After a long stalemate, Xue Jue compromised first, took out the makeup-removing tissue that Butler Zhang had prepared before, and sat in the car to carefully wipe off the makeup on Zu Qi's face.
Xue Jue takes a very serious attitude no matter what he does. Even if he just removes makeup for Zu Qi, he also takes care of every inch of Zu Qi's face.
The two were almost face to face, and the warm breath of Xue Jue's breathing was all sprinkled on Zu Qi's face. Zu Qi pursed his lips embarrassedly, and was so bored that he had to look at Xue Jue's appearance.
Needless to say, the appearance of the affectionate male supporting character, just putting him on a street corner will cause a 200% turnaround rate, but Xue Jue likes to frown very much, which naturally gives rise to a sense of distance.
Just when Zu Qi was thinking wildly, Xue Jue quickly removed his makeup for him.
"What do you think?" Xue Jue asked while picking up the trash.
Zu Qi subconsciously replied: "Otherwise, how about you sign up for a makeup training class?" At least you can make him look better next time.
Xue Jue: "..."