Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[228 A dead man who doesn’t know how to be charming]

With such a dim light and such a small scar, Zhi Zhi really admired his eyesight.

She said: "Young master, you are so wise and decisive, wouldn't it be better to use your wisdom to guess?"

Nangong Jue immediately raised his eyebrows. After the injury became swollen, he could see it clearly. There were obvious needle marks with round holes. He knew who in the Lu family liked to wear hidden needles for self-defense.

"Soaked in water?" He said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me that she plotted against you?"

You hugged Lu Qianning so easily as soon as you arrived. I'm annoyed when I see you, okay?

Zhizhi smiled silently, understanding that he had seen everything, and said in an indifferent tone: "A slap in the face for a needle, in fact, there is no loss. The loss is because some people like to label me as arbitrary in their hearts."

"Such a thing will never happen again." His face became colder and more apologetic, and his brows were light and warm. "In the future, if you have any grievances, please tell me."

Zhizhi looked at his face and asked herself in her heart, should she forgive him?

She didn't blame Nangong Jue. It was him she wanted to see when she was in danger. He was also the name she called out when she woke up. There has been no news from him. She was disappointed and angry, especially when she heard that he was with a woman from the Lu family.

Sometimes, I complained even more.

But she understands better that when a woman becomes dependent on a man, it means that you have developed a sense of trust in him, and this sense of trust can easily evolve into the so-called love.

Xiao Shitou is connected by blood, and she has never felt dependent on other people.

She would have angry thoughts, and she didn't know if she was slightly dependent on Nangong Jue...

But trust was sublimated the moment he said these words.

After being silent for a while, Miss Song's resentment gradually faded away, and she decided that she no longer wanted to worry about this matter.

Seeing that she remained silent, the eldest young master seemed to feel that his tone just now was a bit too soft for him. Five seconds later, he added a tough six-character instruction, "Don't hide it from me."

Zhizhi glared at him angrily and wanted to give him an extra point, but this six-word order made her completely uninterested.

She shook off his hand and said, "You Nangong family are really unlucky. You are just looking for grievances and injuries for me. When I, the Sheep, were in the Killer League, I was invincible and no one dared to bully me."

Nangong Jue saw the rare smile in her eyes, so he stopped talking and followed her forward.

She walked to the kitchen to cook. When she saw President Nangong clinging to her like a bastard, she turned around unhappily and said, "Why are you following me around if you don't go back to the house to sleep?"

Young Master Nangong looked at her for a while and then said as a reminder: "You haven't said you forgive me yet."

This dead man who doesn’t know how to be charming!

She didn't even kill him anymore, didn't she just not blame him anymore?

Zhi opened the refrigerator and took out the eggs, turned on the fire, put the pot in, looked for oil... and then ignored President Nangong.

"Miss Song, you want me to repeat a sentence again?" The young master's brows were furrowed and his tone was unkind, "You should understand that I don't like repetition."

Zhizhi leaned on the stove, folded his hands on his chest, smiled at him and said, "I just like to hear you repeat it, what's the matter?"

This provocative tone would have made the CEO furious in the past.

But because someone still felt apologetic, he snorted coldly and did not continue to ask.

Zhizhi picked up the spatula and was about to make a simple omelette. As soon as he got close to the pot, the thing in his hand was snatched——

"Give me."

Nangong Jue took the spatula from her hand and the apron from her body, and ordered with a stone face, "Get out."

ah……

Zhizhi saw that his clothes were torn on his chest, his face was dark, and he was slowly tying his apron. She really felt that this scene was so shocking that she felt like she was having a nightmare.

"President, can you... do it?" Zhizhi asked worriedly, "I'm really hungry and don't want to be your test subject."

With a squeaking sound, the eggs made a squeaking sound in the hot oil, and the oil smoke filled the entire kitchen.

When the eldest young master saw that Zhizhi was still standing in the room, he immediately became angry. He raised his head and pushed Zhizhi out without any gentleness, and said angrily: "Why the hell are you still here! Do you know that the wound on your arm cannot see oil smoke?"

Miss Song was pushed out in a daze——

Then, I saw the kitchen door being shut tightly with a loud bang.

What kind of development is this?

Isn't she still angry with him? Isn't he still apologizing to herself? Why did she get so angry and talk loudly to herself so quickly?

She threw - this man definitely needs training.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

Young Master Nangong is very good at cooking. When Zhizhi eats the eggs he fried for her, it feels like eating a stone breakfast of love. It is sandwiched on toast and swallowed with a glass of milk. It is very delicious.

Song Xiaozhi didn't eat much all day. After finishing the supper on the table in a hurry, he felt full and sleepy again.

When she got up and was about to go back to her room to sleep, someone stopped her.

Young Master Nangong grabbed her hand unhappily, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Miss Song, did you forget something?"

Miss Song turned around, with a very hypocritical expression and a sincere tone, "Young Master, your craftsmanship is so good, you are worthy of a famous teacher giving birth to a great disciple."

The main thing is to praise her little stone.

When Young Master Nangong heard this, his brows cleared and he was happy. He nodded and said, "Of course you like what I did."

Miss Song suppressed the twitching of the corners of her mouth and nodded.

Young Master, when you were childish, you were invincible.

The eldest young master is extremely shameless when he is narcissistic.

"I heard the report when I got off the plane. The stone is on the island of the weapons manufacturing base of the Nangong headquarters." The young master stood up and packed his things and narrated calmly. "The headquarters is in a closed training state and cannot contact the outside world. If you miss him, I will take you

go."

Zhizhi thought it was good to be considerate like this occasionally, so she thought about it and asked, "When will we set off?"

"You decide."

Miss Song smiled and said, "I have too many injuries on my body. Let's recuperate for two days. That boy Shitou is too smart. I don't want him to know about my injuries."