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The housekeeper took her to Wen Ziyu's room and retreated. Wenzhizhi pushed the door in and saw Wen Ziyu lying on the bed reading books.

The radian of her mouth softened down, looking at Wen Ziyu's eyes with a touch of tenderness.

She walked over and took advantage of her carelessness to hold people in her arms, which frightened Wen Ziyu.

Dial the phone out, listen to the sound of Dudu Du, Qin Hanze is also as anxious as a boy in love.

Qin Hanze's eyes darkened and his throat rolled slightly, pressing down the heat and dryness of his heart.

The tears in the corner of her eyes are the purest thing, and the desire in her heart is an inextricable growth. The limbs soft like the deep-sea water demon, entangled you but let you willingly degenerate into.

Her cheek was tinged with moving crimson, even if she scolded herself, it was as soft as a lover's coquetry.

His eyes were hesitant, his palms were open and closed, and the exquisite touch of that night bloomed on his fingertips.

But the thought of her slender and frail figure just now, the idea of listening to her voice came out of control again.

The thought that he had called her the other day had not been answered, and his intention to call wenzhizhi had dissipated a little.

The expression in his eyes softened down, and the corners of his lips unconsciously showed a slight smile, which was also a tight hook.

I don't know why I always feel uncomfortable. I pointed my finger and looked at Zhizhi on the screen.

Qin Hanze took out the mobile phone, fingered it gently, and looked at Wen Zhizhi on the screen.

He thought like this, packed up the thing to retreat, did not continue to disturb Qin Hanze.

Steward Qin's eyes with joy, so good, or Miss Wen moved out more weight.

"Burn it." Qin Hanze said coldly that he would not touch smoke again. Not for her, not for her job.

"Take away Where to put it? " Asked the housekeeper boldly.

He exhaled the last trace of smoke in his mouth, raised his hand to the housekeeper and said, "clean up here, and then take away all my cigarettes."

The cigarette end in between was also twisted out by him.

Because he had seen Qin Hanze put away his cigarette and lit the clip Qin Hanze's voice is a little low, the housekeeper didn't listen too clearly. He just wanted to ask, but he still took back his mind.

Qin Hanze listened to him say that, as if lost in meditation, nodded, eyes dark with a dark color.

He spoke in a warm voice, but his eyes secretly watched Qin Hanze there.

When he thought of this, he flashed something in his mind. His eyes lit up and said, "young master, if Miss Wen knows you smoke like this, I'm afraid she will be angry."

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the room, and the housekeeper frowned without trace. Although he can't bear to spoil his body like this, he won't listen to his own dissuasion.

"Well." Qin Hanze whispered a response, so that the housekeeper could not guess his idea.

He knocked on the door and went in. "Young master, Miss Wen has gone."

The housekeeper watched her leave, turned to Qin Hanze's direction and strode.

Qin Hanze thought of here and lit a cigarette, his face was sinister.

He knew that wenzhizhi hated himself now. If he took the risk to point out, he would let wenzhizhi 7 escape from himself even more.

There was a complicated look in his eyes, and his hand struck on the table. His eyes had a light cold color.

But he can't.

Tell her to never leave her.

However, he did not expect that his casual words really became true. When he heard steward Qin's words, he really wanted to rush down and hold her in his arms.

He just told housekeeper Qin that if Wen Zhizhi really came to see Wen Ziyu, he would let her in.

He didn't leave. He was just doing business in the study upstairs.

Qin Hanze is one.

Light pink, but also pan slightly white, want to let a person bite to help her dye bright color sympathy, also let the human heart have pity.

Healthy and charming color of smoked red crabapple.

The color of her lips is much lighter than that of a long time ago.

she looks thinner and paler than last time. Skin if clotting fat is right, but it is white, you can see the blue blood vessels under the skin, bee waist thin legs, but Yingying grip is weak.

What she didn't know was that in a room above Wen Ziyu's head, a figure stood in front of the French window, looking at Wen Zhizhi's leaving, with regret in her eyes.

Wenzhizhi looks back at Wen Ziyu's direction. She doesn't give up in her eyes. Finally, she turns away without looking back.

Now the temporary departure is just for the reunion in the future. Ziyu, you have to wait for your mother to pick you up.

She clenched her fist in secret, and her knuckles turned pale.

Wenzhizhi was afraid that she would not like to leave when she saw it. When she was cruel, she and Ziyu were still miserable.I'm afraid I'll see Wen Ziyu's white and tender face and his big black eyes.

She said softly to Wen Ziyu and rubbed her head. Watching her nod, turning away, did not look back.

Dad said, "you know?"

"Ziyu should be good. When her mother came today, she didn't want to talk to him. After listening to him, she realized that she had been here for a while.

After playing with Wen Ziyu for a while, she heard a knock at the door: "Miss Wen, the young master is coming back soon. You should go."

Wenzhizhi thought in her heart, with a firm faith in her eyes.

As long as you give her a little more time, you can take Ziyu out of here. Go to a new place and start a new life. No one knows himself, and no one is going to break up his family.

When she held her in her arms, she felt that her eyes were full of sweet and greasy feelings, and her heart was full of happiness.

Wen Ziyu, who had not seen her for a long time, naturally listened to her. Her head nodded like a pound of garlic. She looked very lovely.

Wen Zhizhi blinked at Wen Ziyu with a faint warmth in his eyes.

"However, this is a small secret between mother and Ziyu. Ziyu can't tell his father, OK?"

"Good, Ziyu must be obedient these two days. Will your mother come to pick you up and go home She rubbed her head and said, with a soft touch in her eyes.

"Think, think!" Wen Ziyu said in a coquettish voice, holding wenzhizhi's arm as a coquettish.

"Do you want to miss Mom?" She asked softly.

The expression was like crying and laughing. A small white face was wrinkled, which made Wenzhi chuckle and pinched her cheek.

Almost no hands and feet and used to hit wenzhizhi, just ready to cry out, but found his mother, all of a sudden burst out laughing.

But they were all smoothed down when they heard the sound of clear flowing streams, "hello?"

Wenzhizhi looks at the screen of the mobile phone in doubt. It's Qin Hanze. But why doesn't he talk?

"Let's go out and meet."