Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

Lu Jue put on the black shirt from last night, and now he was thinking about Ning Zhi's hungry stomach.

Ning Zhi took advantage of Lu Jue's phone call, she reached sideways to pick up the skirt on the ground, and put it on under the quilt.

Lu Jue hung up the phone, "I asked Zhizhi Ai to eat."

If it was the previous Lu Jue, he wouldn't care about who likes to eat and what, but his condition is getting better and better, and he has begun to pay attention to what Ning Zhi likes and hobbies.

After Lu Jue hung up the phone, Ning Zhi got dressed. She got out of the quilt and was about to get off the bed. Her feet were on the ground, her whole body felt weak and soft.

She hurriedly sat back to the bed.

"Zhizhi." Lu Jue stepped forward anxiously, half-squatted in front of Ning Zhi, and looked down at Ning Zhi's foot, he thought her foot was injured. Unsteady.

Ning Zhiqi stretched out his hand fiercely and rubbed Lu Jue's hair, "Blame you, blame you, insatiable greed."

Lu Jue blinked blankly, he didn't know where he was wrong, but if he knew that he was wrong, then he was wrong.

He nodded obediently, "blame me."

In front of him, Lu Jue, who was wearing a black shirt and had clear eyebrows, had good eyebrows and was too handsome, but he had messy hair, handsome, cute, and so good.

Ning knows where to be angry.

Lu Jue picked up the little crown that Ning Zhi had dropped on the ground last night. In Ning Zhi's surprised eyes, he put it on top of Ning Zhi's head, slightly crooked, with Ning Zhi's long black hair , like a pretty princess.

The little monster shòu in Lu Jue's chest started beating wildly again. He held Ning Zhi's slender ankle, lowered his head, and gently kissed her snow-white instep.

"Princess Zhizhi's feet don't hurt."

Chapter 105

Ning Zhi looked at Lu Jue who was squatting in front of her, the piety in his eyes made her heart seem to be soaked in a jar of molasses.

This man, this is so sweet and foul.

His dark eyes were pure and sincere, as if she was really his princess.

In his dark little hard-shell world, his exclusive princess.

Ning Zhi's feet are beautiful.

Under the red skirt, her feet were snow-white and elegant, and even her toes were glowing with a light pink color.

The warm breath fell on the back of his feet, Ning Zhi was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but Lu Jue held on to it.

Lu Jue kissed gently, and kissed again, his eyes were full of Ning Zhi, "Your feet still hurt?"

Ning Zhi could feel the heat of his fingertips, which made her blushing. There was a small ant on the tip of her heart, biting her in small bites, itchy and numb.

She shook her head, and the crooked little crown on top of her head also swayed, crooked, indescribably cute, "My feet don't hurt, I just don't have the strength."

Lu Jue, who was tiring from opening gifts, had a stern look on his face, who was being opened in front of him.

When Lu Jue heard that Ning Zhi had no strength, he blinked and stood up, "I hold Zhizhi."

Before Ning Zhi could react, he picked up Ning Zhi, who was wearing a small crown and a red dress, with both hands, and walked to the bathroom.

The red skirt hangs down from Lu Jue's arm, Ning Zhi's exposed two slender legs are white and slender, dangling in mid-air, Lu Jue's lips curl up slightly, "Princess Zhizhi is going to brush her teeth."

Ning Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he was forced to lean on his chest, carried into the bathroom by him, and put it on the sink.

The red skirt hangs in front of the sink, and Ning Zhi's feet also hang in front of the sink, hidden under the skirt, hiding the amazing color of snow.

Lu Jue began to wash the cup intimately and squeezed toothpaste.

Ning Zhi turned her head to look at herself in the mirror behind her, only to realize that she had several red marks on her neck, which were obvious.

She still remembered that last night, Lu Jue lowered her head and kept chasing, messing, kissing, and depicting in front of her neck. The little sun above her head kept popping up, and the speed of her harvest was not as fast as the little sun popping up. speed of coming.

"Help Zhizhi brush his teeth."

When it comes to Ning Zhi, Lu Jue likes to do it himself, and this is not the first time he has helped Ning Zhi brush his teeth.

Ning Zhi saw the little suns rising above his head constantly, and knowing that he was happy, he let him serve her.

After all, Lu Jue learned to take care of people, which is also a manifestation of progress.

After Lu Jue helped Ning Zhi brush his teeth, he found a clean towel, dipped it in hot water, and after twisting it, he came to Ning Zhi.

Holding Ning Zhi's chin in one hand and a towel in the other, he began to wipe her face.

Zhizhi's face was pale and small.

Zhizhi's nose is very delicate.

Zhizhi's eyes were black and bright, with him in them, and the little sun above Lu Jue's head happily popped out.

After wiping Ning Zhi's face, he put the towel aside and approached Ning Zhi, "I want to know the princess."

Ning Zhi held his face and teased him amusingly, "If I am the princess, who are you."

Lu Jue blinked, a little dazed.

In front of him, Lu Jue was wearing a black shirt. Under the light, his face was cold and handsome, like a cold and innocent little prince.

But Ning Zhi remembered that last night, he was fiercely pestering people, showing wildness, and the lust in his dark eyes, more like an evil dragon that plundered the princess.

A greedy little dragon.

Lu Jue's body pressed against Ning Zhi on the sink, his big hands looking for the red skirt on both sides

The little feet below, hold them, and move up inch by inch.