Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1632 Helpless (3)

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"It's good to know!"

Long Zhutian said coldly, then stretched out his arm, hugged Yang Zimei into his bosom, and tightly encircled him, like Zhuge Yue declaring his ownership.

When Rong He saw Long Zhutian, he couldn't control the thought of the Longmen massacre that day. Thinking of his young age, his eyes suddenly turned green, and like a little devil, he killed the whole family with lightning speed. The scene of the kill.

If Yang Zimei made some mistakes in the future and made him unhappy, would he become a devil again?

The more Rong He thought about it, the more frightened he became. He clenched his fists tightly, wanting to step forward and beat him to death with one punch, so as not to harm his granddaughter again.

However, he cannot do this.

He knew that Long Zhutian was now the person Yang Zimei loved the most, and if he had conflicts with him, it would be Yang Zimei who would suffer.

He can only endure.

Yang Zimei unconsciously looked at her grandfather. Seeing his frightened eyes and clenched fists, she knew what he was thinking.

"grandfather--"

Yang Zimei was worried that he would act impulsively, so she called out hastily.

Hearing her anxious cry, Rong He loosened his fist, looked at her and smiled reluctantly, "Don't worry, Niuniu."

Hearing this, Yang Zimei was relieved.

Long Zhutian was also sensitively aware that there was something wrong with Rong He's attitude towards him, but he didn't think too much about it, but focused on Zhuge Yue.

Zhuge Yue also saw the subtle changes in Rong He, and wondered in his heart, what happened between them to cause this?
Then, he felt Long Zhutian's two murderous gazes again, and hurriedly waved his hands, "I've already sent the guests to the door, you guys go slowly!"

After speaking, he quickly retreated to the door and closed it.

Long Zhutian retracted Yang Zimei's waist forcefully, "You didn't come here to have a blind date with him, did you?"

Yang Zimei was embarrassed, "Zhutian, what kind of thinking are you thinking? I'm here to see the old man from Zhuge's family. And I've gained a lot."

"What harvest?"

Long Zhutian's expression softened.

Seeing Rong He's resistance to him, he thought that Rong He wanted to assign Yang Zimei to Zhuge Yue, so he hated himself.

After all, people from aristocratic families in the capital are more particular about being well-matched.

Listening to Yang Zimei's explanation now, he felt relieved.

"I met Zhuge Yue's great grandfather. He gave me a mahogany plaque and told me some information about the ancient tomb. Their Zhuge family has been exploring and studying the ancient tomb since their ancestors."

Yang Zimei said.

"Zhouxi Ancient Tomb?"

"Ah."

"Then what conclusion did they come to?"

"The conclusion is that I am the owner of that ancient tomb. Hehe, actually, that should be wrong. You and I are the owners of that ancient tomb."

Yang Zimei stuck out his tongue and said, "To be precise, you are the real master, and I am the master because I am with you."

"My everything is your everything."

Long Zhutian said.

"wrong."

Yang Zimei gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong?"

"Your body is not my body."

Yang Zimei said in a slightly ambiguous tone, completely forgetting that there was a grandfather and a minor Rong Lanxi beside her.

"My body is your body."

Long Zhutian's palm holding Yang Zimei's slender waist became hot.

He really wanted his body to become a part of her body, really wanted to be completely one with her.

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(End of this chapter)