Chapter 1944
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As he spoke, his expression darkened.
Mochen replied, "Okay."
It sounded like Ji Zuo had calmed down a lot when this matter was brought up again.
Ji Zuo's heart was moved. "Thank you, Young Master."
Without Young Master, he wouldn't be where he was today!
The Ji Zuo of the past could have walked down the dark alley of life and died, never to come back to life!
Mochen changed the topic and asked in a low voice, "Does Third Miss Murong know about Murong Ting?"
Ji Zuo paused for a moment. "Yes."
Mochen smiled. "What are you kneeling for?"
Ji Zuo's expression calmed down a lot. "Kneeling on the bed."
Mochen said, "Good for you."
Ji Zuo laughed. "…"
In fact, he really did kneel on the bed. He knelt there and did what a lover should do.
"Mm," Mochen replied and hung up.
Ji Zuo kept his cell phone and walked out of the washroom. He looked at Qianqian, who was lying on the bed and staring at him.
Qianqian asked, "Where is Dad now?"
Ji Zuo walked over and sat at the head of the bed. He held her hand. "Nangang City."
Qianqian asked, "The injury is real, right?"
Ji Zuo replied, "Mm."
Qianqian asked softly, "How's Dad's injury?"
Ji Zuo looked at Qianqian. "Fourth Master Baili is helping him recover. Are you worried?"
Qianqian leaned on his arm. "Don't worry, I'll do whatever you arrange."
Ji Zuo lowered his head and looked at her. "Don't worry."
Qianqian said, "I want to marry you."
Ji Zuo laughed wildly. "Third Miss Murong, you're not being reserved."
Qianqian snorted and buried herself in his arms. "I'm not being reserved. What can you do?"
Ji Zuo pushed her against the headboard and kissed her neck. Panting slightly, he said hoarsely, "You can do whatever you want."
She already provoked him like this, how could he tolerate it!
Qianqian looked up. "What do you want?"
Ji Zuo's voice was sexy to the bone. "I'll plant my seed in your belly. I'll take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate and officially start working. From then on, I'll fulfill my duties as a husband. What do you think?"
Qianqian's voice changed. "I think it's very good. I don't have any objections."
She couldn't help but want to marry him and get the most official recognition!
Ji Zuo said, "That would be great."
He went on the offensive, sweeping in a rhythmic fashion.
Qianqian cried out involuntarily.
Just as Murong Huanhuan reached the door, he stopped in his tracks and blushed in embarrassment.
In broad daylight, Qianqian and Ji Zuo were too … too …
She turned around and went back to her room.
She had wanted to ask Qianqian where her father was now!
On second thought, Qianqian and Ji Zuo were still in the prime of their youth. It was normal for them to be aroused in such matters.
The little dragonfly looked at Murong Huanhuan's expression and raised her hand to touch her forehead. "Mommy, did you catch a cold?"
Murong Huanhuan hurriedly said, "No."
The little dragonfly said, "But your face is so red."
The temperature of her forehead seemed to be quite normal, but …
She touched Murong Huanhuan's cheek with her little hand and said confidently, "It's a little hot."
Murong Huanhuan was speechless.
Seriously, Qianqian and Ji Zuo were doing it in broad daylight. What was there to be embarrassed about?!
The little dragonfly said, "Mommy, are you really not sick?"
Murong Huanhuan said, "I'm really not."
The little dragonfly took a look and suddenly saw that Mommy's pants were red. She said nervously, "Mommy … Mommy, you're bleeding!"
Murong Huanhuan looked down and his expression changed. He was suddenly nervous and afraid.
Her … her child!
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