Chapter 120：

the next day.

When Ning Zhi woke up, he met Lu Jue's dark and clear eyes. There were several small suns in the display frame above his head.

Needless to think, Ning Zhi already knew that Lu Jue had kissed her stealthily while she was sleeping.

She reached out and touched his face, and the little sun rushed towards her, "Morning."

Lu Jue's eyes lit up, and a slight smile appeared. His voice was a little dumb, and he asked slowly, "Is there still pain in my body?"

Ning Zhi glanced at him and hummed, "It hurts."

I came down all night, not many times, but a long time, and she almost fainted several times. Fortunately, she actually harvested nearly two thousand little suns.

Adding to the more than 4,000 before, there are now 6,000 little suns in her small inventory. The densely packed little suns are piled together, they are shining golden and too cute.

When Lu Jue heard her yelling for pain, he immediately got up and wanted to help her take a look.

In the quilt, Ning Zhi showed a small face that was flushed and white.

She was so lazy about Lu Jue, she kicked him lightly with her foot under the quilt, and her soft voice rose slightly, making her bones crisp, "Don't make trouble."

The look in Lu Jue's eyes deepened. Only last night did he realize the taste. The extreme refreshment made people indulge. He pursed his lips and restrained, "I will take you to wash."

Ning Zhi nodded, stretched out his hand, and let him pick himself up.

After eating breakfast, Ningzhi lay lazily on the hanging chair on the balcony. She was wearing a lavender dress and her skin became fairer and clearer.

She swayed, looking at the sea of ​​roses in the distance.

Ning Zhi looked back boredly, she could see Lu Jue sitting at the table at a glance, he was having a meeting with the employee on the other side of the computer screen.

He was wearing a bright red shirt with the first button open, and Qingjun's face was full of strict and rigid expressions.

His waist was straight, and the light fell on his face, and his concentrated expression instantly crumbled to Ningzhi.

This was the first time she saw the appearance of Lu Jue at work.

Ning Zhi got down from the hanging chair, and the lavender skirt fell, covering the snow-colored slender ankle.

Barefoot, she stepped directly on the ground and walked towards Lu Jue.

When Ning Zhi walked over, Lu Jue's light had already noticed, and his eyes fell on her feet, frowning subconsciously.

"Mr. Lu, is there a problem with this data?" At the other end of the screen, the marketing manager saw Lu Jue's brows tightened, and was so scared that he stopped quickly and asked carefully.

Lu Jue said solemnly: "No, you keep talking."

The marketing manager continued to report. In the next second, he saw a lavender figure dangling beside Lu Jue on the screen.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Jueqing's cold eyebrows softened a little.

The marketing manager didn't dare to look at it.

Ning Zhi walked to Lu Jue's side and saw that Lu Jue wanted to speak. She put a finger in front of her mouth, beckoning him not to speak and continue the meeting.

She squatted down beside him and sat sideways on the dark gray carpet.

Leaning on him, with her head resting on his thigh, and her chin in her hand, she blinked and said silently, "Don't worry about me."

Ning Zhi's black and shiny hair naturally hung behind him, and the small face lying on the black trousers was white and tender, so he leaned quietly against his feet, quiet and well-behaved.

"Mr. Lu?" On the screen, the manager of the marketing department asked for Lu Jue's opinion.

Lu Jue narrowed his eyes and replied slowly, "Proceed as planned."

Ning Zhi had bad thoughts.

She deliberately stretched out her hand to squeeze Lu Jue's thigh. On the tip of her finger, his muscles were tight and strong, as if it contained unlimited explosive power, which made her unable to squeeze it.

Lu Jue's aftermath rolled down, and the bottom of his eyes was pitch black.

Ning Zhi met his deep gaze, she blinked innocently, her lips curled up, so bad that he could do nothing.

She released her hands, continued to put her hands on Lu Jue's thighs, lying on her stomach, facing Lu Jue's waist and abdomen, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Lu Jue lowered his eyes, gently stroking the girl's long hair with his hand, listening to the report on the screen.

His slender fingertips were wrapped around the soft tips of his hair, he played slowly, and his voice was lowered, "Xinhao's chip has recently had a problem. You can talk about compensation and termination of the contract."

"Yes, President Lu."

Lu Jue's fingers touched Ning Zhi's face, and his fingertips were smooth and tender. He rubbed it gently, probably because it was itchy, and the girl patted his hand away.

Lu Jue laughed lowly.

The executives on the screen were shocked. They seemed to see Lu Jue smiling?

The meeting continued, and gradually, Ningzhi fell asleep with boredom.

She rubbed her head on Lu Jue's thigh unconsciously, and then leaned in the direction of Lu Jue's waist and abdomen.

Lu Jue stroked the hand of Ning Zhi's head for a while, his eyes deepened, and his hand gently pushed her head away.

Ningzhi was disturbed in her sleep. She frowned impatiently and approached Lu Jue again. Her warm breath fell on Lu Jue's body, her small mouth pressed against his waist and abdomen.

Lu Jue's jaw tightened, and even the muscles of his thighs tightened. With a dumb voice, he said to the senior on the screen: "This is the end of today's meeting."

Before everyone reacted, one second before the screen was turned off, they seemed to hear Lu Jue cry out in a low voice: "Zhizhi."

Before I had time to hear clearly, the screen was black.

Lu Jue lowered his head and looked at Ning Zhi who was asleep, his unconscious face pressed against his abdomen, his eyes darkened a little bit, "Zhizhi, I will take you to bed, the ground is cold."

Ning Zhi's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no answer.

Lu Jue leaned down and picked her up. He touched her feet with his hand and found that it was not cold before letting go.

When Ning Zhi was put on the bed, she woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Lu Jue with a bunch of small sun above her.

"Woke up?"

Lu Jue unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, and his red shirt fell on the ground. He leaned close to Ning Zhi's ear, his eyes were full of smiles, and he slowly said, "Just right."

Before Ningzhi could react, Lu Jue had kissed her lips and swallowed her voice.

In front of Ning Zhi's eyes, only Lu Jue's clean eyebrows were stained with lust.

The snow-colored insteps tensed and arched helplessly, Ning Zhi bite on Lu Jue's shoulder with uncomfortable bite, she heard his low voice sounded in her ears, "Zhizhi, Zhizhi..."

On the tips of his ears, he smelled hot and humid.

During the time in the castle, Ning Zhi had the illusion of isolation from the world.

Lu Jue would take her for a walk in the sea of ​​roses, take her out on a yacht to blow a hair, and accompany her to the beach to enjoy the sun.

When he was tired, he clasped her waist tightly and slept with her. When he was bored, he would squeeze in her hanging chair and sway with her.

When pushed away by her, he would look at her pitifully with beautiful peachy eyes, and when he asked for pleasure, his dark eyes would reveal wildness, and he wanted to swallow her.

He would call her "Zhizhi" loudly, biting her ears, letting the warm breath fall on her ears, and calling her "weird sister" in a dumb voice.

Ning Zhi was able to collect a lot of little suns every day, almost without touching him, Lu Jue was producing little suns by himself.

After a week, Ningzhi had gotten more than 20,000 little suns.

At night, the surroundings have calmed down.

Listening to the slight breathing next to him, Ning Zhi turned his head and Lu Jue was already asleep.

She leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

Ning Zhi called out the Overlord, "I have to do an extra task."

Overlord: [Master, additional tasks require 20,000 suns. ] "Well, I remember." Ning Zhi handed over 20,000 Little Suns to the Overlord. In an instant, there were only more than 300 Little Suns left in her small inventory.

She hoped that when she woke up, Lu Jue could restore all her memories.

In a blink of an eye, Ning Zhi found that he was in the garden of the Lu family.

The afternoon sun was fierce, and the two servants were cutting green plants and chatting in the garden.

"The second young master got worse yesterday. I heard that he scratched his face."

"I asked for leave yesterday afternoon for something, did you see it?"

"My wife asked the second young master to tie up and cut off his nails forcibly to prevent him from scratching himself. Doctor Jin also came to help the second young master treat the wound, and almost got a bite by the second young master."

"It seems that in the past year, the second young master's condition has continued to worsen. In a normal family, like the second young master's situation, the family has long locked him up and kept him closed. Where can there be so much energy to accompany him to toss?"

"Where is the wife willing and the heart to lock up the second young master? The second young master is not an animal. You didn't see it, the wife's eyes were crying and swollen yesterday."

"Oh, it's a crime, it's no wonder that the second youngest grandma ran away."

Ning Zhi stood behind them, and she was shocked when she heard what they said.

They just said, she ran away?

Also, Lu Jue's condition is serious?

The servant continued: "Don't mention her. When she got married, she was reluctant. She never showed the good-looking Second Young Master. She looked at Young Master Lu Jue with annoying eyes."

"you are right……"

Ning Zhi subconsciously tightened her eyebrows. From their words, she suddenly realized that this was the plot about Lu Jue written in the book. Ning Zhi escaped in the book. At the same time, Lu Jue's illness aggravated self-harm and died.

This is Lu Jue's future when she did not pass through.

A future without her.

Ning Zhi did not continue to listen to the gossip of the two servants, she walked into the house.

Mother Lu sat in the living room, rubbing her temples, her hair was a bit messy, and the corners of her eyes were red. Compared to Mother Lu in her memory, she is now not only haggard a lot, but also on her well-maintained face. Eye-tail lines appeared, with an aging look, and his eyes were exhausted.

Next to him, sitting silently Father Lu, his brows were also tired.

"Xiao Jue has just been sedated and has gone to bed, so you should take a break." Until now, his wife hadn't taken a good rest from last night.

Mother Lu shook her head, "I can't sleep, Xiao Jue self-harms more and more frequently every day, I'm afraid one day, he will..."

Before sending Lu Jue to a rehabilitation center for treatment and training, and let him take drugs all the time, there was no progress at all, and his self-harm behavior was very strong. They tried to communicate with their son and ease his emotions, with little effect.

Father Lu hugged his wife and soothed, "No, don't think about it."

Ning Zhi's eyes were calm, she walked upstairs.

Passing through the door of Lu Jue's room, Ning Zhi walked in. At a glance, she saw Lu Jue lying straight on the bed. Next to the bed, a male carer in white clothes was sitting.

Ning Zhi walked to the bed.

She found that there were several red marks on Lu Jue's left face, which seemed to be scratched. It should be what the servant said, he scratched it himself yesterday.

Lu Jue's complexion was cold and white, and several red marks were particularly noticeable.

Ning Zhi stretched out his hand and gently touched his face with his fingertips. The tip of his heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and the pain was terrible.

Lu Jue's bangs were very long, covering his eyes, his face was injured, his cheeks on both sides were almost sunken, and his thin lips were almost dry.

Ning Zhi gently held Lu Jue's hand.

His hands were cold and ice, and his nails were cut very short and short, rounded, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands had prominent blue veins, as thin as a thin layer of skin.

Ningzhi's eyes were sour.

It turned out that Lu Jue, who had not recovered from his illness, was like this in the future.