Xun Yin's tail sound is very light, which makes it seem a bit sultry.
There was a little smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, but the smile only felt evil.
It was an evil spirit that knew the danger, but still wanted to be attracted by him.
"Little demon, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Come here." Chu Zheng stretched out his hand.
Xun Yin stared at the plain white slender hand and pulled the corner of his lower lip: "Are you ordering me?"
Even that woman, Xiaoyue, would not dare to talk to him like that.
The all-powerful big monster was very dissatisfied in his heart.
This little beast is simply ignorant.
Chuzheng retracted his hand, got up, and pinned him down on the sofa under the dangerous gaze of Xun Yin.
If you don't come, I will come!
If the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain!
Xun Yin's pupils indented: "Little demon, you..."
The next words were blocked by Chuzheng.
The phone fell to the ground, and with a snap, the intricately patterned clothes fell to the ground, blocking the game interface on the phone that had not yet exited.
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On the sofa, the two were disheveled, but there was no overly ambiguous picture.
Xun Yin was lying on his side, Chu Zheng was lying beside him, his head was against his chest, his golden hair was entangled with his black hair.
Xun Yin picked up a wisp of fingertips and twisted it gently.
He had seen so many demons before, but there was no such demon that could make him feel special.
Not to mention making him emotional.
The little demon looked a little disgusted, but in the bottom of her heart she was very happy with her approach...
Every time she touches and kisses, she can bring bursts of heart palpitations.
It seems to be a feeling brought from the depths of the soul.
So clear and profound.
Xun Yin let go of that strand of hair.
"You better not touch the demon tower, little demon, don't die, I want to try to like you now."
Xunyin felt that Chuzheng hugged him and buried his face in his arms: "I won't die, I still want to protect you."
When was Xunyin held by someone and said, 'I still want to protect you'.
The apex of the heart trembled.
Xun Yin choked out two words for a while: "Successful."
Chuzheng didn't make a sound for a while, Xun Yin pushed her and found that she seemed to be asleep.
Xun Yin couldn't help but smile: "I'm not afraid that I will kill you."
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Zhong Liluo was wearing a small suit and her bright leather shoes could show the figure, standing in the corridor like a little prince.
But at this time, the little prince seemed a little anxious, and his tender and tender face was almost wrinkled together.
"Don't worry, young master." Zhuang Ji crouched down.
"They are all so fierce..." Zhong Liluo said, "I don't like them."
"...It's okay, I'm here."
"Brother Ji." Zhong Liluo grabbed Zhuang Ji, as if putting all his hopes on Zhuang Ji.
Zhuang Ji took a deep breath.
Today is the company's shareholders meeting.
After Zhong Liluo's parents passed away, the only heir was Zhong Liluo, but Zhong Liluo was too young to attend such a shareholders meeting at all.
I don't know why he was suddenly notified this time, saying that there was something very important that required Zhong Liluo to attend the meeting.
Zhuang Ji guessed what might have happened.
But he didn't expect that this group of people would unite and want to swallow the entire company.
This group of people didn't even bother to save face, and forced them to be open and aboveboard.
Too…
Now Zhongli is at home, and only him and the young master are left.
The young master is still so young, and in their eyes, he is also a half-old child.
What this group of people want to do is not doing whatever they want, and there is no need to cover up.
Although Zhong Liluo didn't quite understand it, he also knew that the group of people were not at ease and did not agree.
Zhong Liluo disagreed. The group urged the company's employees to strike and resign, and all kinds of things were reported to Zhong Liluo.
The company was in chaos within days.
Zhuang Ji is not very familiar with the company's affairs. He used to be at Zhongli's house, and everything he learned was related to demons.
"Brother Ji..."
With a hazy face, Zhong Liluo saw Zhuang Ji writing something at his desk, ran over, and crawled on him: "Brother Ji, I have nightmares."
Zhuang Ji put down his pen and asked patiently, "What kind of nightmare did the young master have?"
"I dreamed that you died, a lot of blood..." Zhong Liluo grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Ji, you won't die, right?"
Zhuang Ji thought of what happened last time, and said solemnly: "Little Master, if one day I really die..."
"No, brother Ji won't die." Zhong Liluo hugged him.
Zhuang Ji couldn't say the cruel words that followed.
He patted Zhong Liluo on the back: "Well, I will protect the young master."
Zhuang Ji coaxed Zhong Liluo to fall asleep, put him back in the bedroom, went back to the desk, looked at these barely understandable documents, and rubbed his forehead.
What should I do…
Losing the company, what will the young master do in his future life
Zhuang Ji didn't close his eyes for several days, and his whole person was a little erratic.
"Zhuang Ji!"
Zhuang Ji turned to look, Yu Su, dressed as a gangster, waved at him.
An expensive luxury car was parked next to him, in an eerie contrast to his cheap outfit.
"Mr. Yu." Zhuang Ji maintained aristocratic etiquette.
"Just call your name, what's your name, Mr. is very awkward." Yu Su waved his hand: "I heard that something happened to your company?"
"… "
Yu Su handed over a card: "The boss said that if you agree to talk about the demon tower and the company, she will help you solve it."
Yu Su didn't care what Zhuang Ji's reaction was, and shoved it into his hands.
"I still have something to do. I'll go first. You can call the above number when you think about it."
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Chuzheng was not sure that Zhuang Ji would call him. After all, Zhuang Ji and Zhong Liluo were both minors, and their thoughts were different from ordinary people.
Who knows if they'll go all out.
But within two days, Chuzheng received a call from Zhuang Ji.
There was wind on the other side of the phone, loud and noisy, like a person running on a busy street.
Zhuang Ji's voice, along with the wind, came over anxiously and brokenly: "Save the young master, I will talk to you about the demon tower."
"Location."
Zhuang Ji quickly reported a position.
Chuzheng hung up the phone and was about to go out, when Xun Yin's door suddenly opened: "Where are you going?"
"go out."
"I want to go too."
"I'll be right back… "
"I want to go out and see, if you don't take me, then let me go out alone..."
Chuzheng raised his hand: "Follow."
Xun Yin followed contentedly, Chu Zheng wanted him to change his clothes, but for so many days, Xun Yin had never touched the clothes she prepared, so he didn't like it.
When people saw it, they thought it was filming.
"Who are you going to save?"
"Did you hear it?" He could hear it across the room, Shunfenger
"Little demon, my hearing is very good."
Chuzheng felt that when Xun Yin called himself a little demon, there was a little more flavor.
Like a very special nickname.
But looking closely at his expression, it was still that evil smile, and the evil was hidden in his black pupils.
"Save a child, be quiet."