Chapter 1501
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On the second floor, at the door of Murong Qianqian's room, he raised his hand and knocked lightly. "I'm here to deliver the dolls."
Murong Qianqian said, "I didn't hear you!"
Ji Zuo said, "Open the door."
Murong Qianqian said, "I'm not opening it."
Ji Zuo said, "Are you afraid that I'll kiss you?"
Murong Qianqian was embarrassed when she heard that. "Don't talk nonsense, someone will hear you!"
Ji Zuo said, "My voice is very soft, only you can hear me. If you don't open the door, the Almighty will take it."
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
Shameless bastard!
She seemed to have met a hooligan!
A few seconds later, the door opened with a creak.
Ji Zuo carried a few dolls with both hands and looked at Murong Qianqian. "Are there any missing?"
Murong Qianqian didn't dare to look at him. She glanced at the dolls in his hands. "No."
Ji Zuo walked over and placed them all on the bed.
Murong Qianqian said, "Hurry up and leave."
Ji Zuo turned around and looked at him.
Murong Qianqian walked over, grabbed his arm and dragged him to the door.
Ji Zuo tried to push her away. "Are you afraid of me?"
Murong Qianqian raised her head and glanced at Ji Zuo. She pushed him out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Ji Zuo looked at the closed door, rubbing the tip of his nose. "Goodnight, sweet dreams."
Murong Qianqian took a deep breath and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing up, she took a shower and lay on the bed, still feeling hot all over.
She glanced at today's spoils of war. The dolls that he had picked up were the cutest ones, and he squeezed them in his hands.
That annoying Ji Zuo!
He actually kissed her forcefully!
But there seemed to be a minty taste on his lips, it smelled especially good.
Thinking of this, she blushed and looked back at the red roses on the bedside table.
He was very diligent in chasing after her.
She didn't seem to hate him as much as before. She was a little moved.
Moreover, after two days of experience, she felt that having such a boyfriend was really not bad!
I suddenly want to fall in love!
However, she had always been serious about this kind of thing. She still had to observe it carefully.
When she heard her phone ring, she took it and glanced at it. It was a WeChat message from Ji Zuo. It was the photo they had taken today. Her face was slightly red!
Ji Zuo sent another photo.
Murong Qianqian took a look. It was a screenshot. He had set her photo as his phone screen.
She said nothing back.
Ji Zuo asked, "Are you thinking about me?"
Murong Qianqian said, "You're so narcissistic!"
Ji Zuo sent a smiley face. "It's okay. I don't mind you thinking about it."
Murong Qianqian replied, "I didn't miss you."
Ji Zuo replied, "You say you don't miss me, but your heart misses me so much?"
Murong Qianqian was speechless.
She suddenly felt that Ji Zuo was a hooligan. She couldn't handle him at all. He was bad and flirtatious.
This jerk! And he was a very handsome and flirtatious jerk!
She typed the word "you". After a few minutes, she couldn't force out a second word. She deleted it and went to chat with Doctor White.
"I think I'm in love!"
Doctor White replied, "Ji Zuo?"
Murong Qianqian was shocked. "You … How did you know?"
Doctor White replied, "Haven't you realized that he's always been very interested in you?"
Murong Qianqian replied, "Is that so?"
Doctor White replied, "Are you together?"
Murong Qianqian replied, "Not yet. It's only been two days and we're already together. It seems like I'm too easy to woo."
Doctor White was speechless.
Murong Qianqian's third daughter had fallen for him in two days. Ji Zuo was really an expert at flirting with girls.
Murong Qianqian sighed. "I suddenly feel like I'm such a disappointment."
Doctor White replied, "There were so many people chasing after you before, but none of them were successful. This can only mean that you've met the right person."
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