Chapter 747

Breathing gradually flat, Zhao Jian hook hook lips, smile in the sun through the cold.

She wiped the sweat from the corner of her forehead and started the car forward again.

Dirty, unbearable, disgusting Zhao family, every time I go back, I have to lock the door and lock the window in my room. She hates them, this surname!

What's more funny is that when Zhao Weizheng knew about it, he looked at her indignant and said, "aren't you still alive?"

The ancients said that every man is innocent, but he is guilty.

Now, her existence has become her original sin.

She bit her lip, and her eyes became colder. Unfortunately, my life is up to me!

In the twinkling of an eye, on Friday, Ji Rufeng has not been looking for her. Instead, Zhao Cheng has to jump out from time to time to brush a sense of existence, or even follow her.

Zhao Jian is very upset, but she can't do anything if Zhao Cheng doesn't jump out.

In the past few days, she wandered around the city and finally saw a two-story Street building. She asked Xinran to buy it. Then she went to deal with the license plate, decoration and other issues and prepared to build a pub.

Xin Ran was recruited from SG group and transferred directly to Zhao Jian. Now she is working as her secretary.

In addition, Zhao Jian went to the southern suburb and the western suburb twice. The road in the southern suburb was not easy to walk. When she came back the second time, she almost got Maserati trapped in it.

Finally back in the city, Zhao Jianfu was exhausted on the steering wheel.

Just thinking about what to eat in the evening, the car's whistle came from behind. She quickly started the car and stopped by the side of the road, ready to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, the whistle sounded again.

She didn't do anything against the traffic rules, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it. She lay on the steering wheel and didn't move.

In a daze, the window was knocked.

Zhao Jian looks around. In the afterglow of dusk, the man is standing there in a light gray sweater. Zhao Jian is a little surprised and quickly lowers the window.

"Why are you?"

Today is Friday. She didn't get his call all the time. She thought he didn't have time today.

Ji Rufeng nodded slightly, opened the door of the co driver, got on the car and handed her a bag.

"What is this?"

"Your clothes."

Zhao Jian was stunned. She opened it and saw that it was the clothes she was wearing that day. It had been washed and smelled of washing liquid.

Her Mou eye suddenly shrinks, hands inside turned over, the side head asks Ji Rufeng: "all brought?"

"Ah." He nodded.

Zhao Jian once again turned the bag, difficult mouth: "are you sure what did not fall?"

The underwear she wore that day was also put in the car after being wet by the heavy rain. Later, she left the same clothes and clothes in his car, but there was no underwear in this bag of clothes.

"No

Zhao Jian

She looked at him, Ji Rufeng hide her underwear?

This idea in the mind turned a circle, then was overthrown, Ji Rufeng should not have this habit.

Was that lost by accident?

Zhao Jian thought about it. The more she thought about it, the more likely it was. She didn't take it to heart.

Who knows, Ji Rufeng asked: "one less?"

When he asked this sentence, he looked serious, as if she didn't know it. Zhao Jian pursed her lips and shook her head. "Forget it, it's nothing."

"Oh."

“……”

Four eyes opposite, Zhao Jian against the red ears, the first to do not open eyes, "that Are you busy lately? "

"Not busy."

She turned her head to look at him again, full of amazement, not busy how not to draw?

Ji Rufeng saw her eyes, but turned the beginning of self-care, "a few days after Xiao Jing's birthday, you have time to remember."

He pushed the door and got off, as if he didn't know what she meant.

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