How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3133 Sweet Marriage 1695 On this day next year, the grass on your grave should be two meters high.

As night fell, the villa became extremely quiet.

Nan Moshang took out a cigarette habitually, just after he lit it, he suddenly stopped, looked at the little woman on the bed behind him, frowned, and crushed the cigarette out in front of the window.

Someone knocked on the door and came in, bowing respectfully: "Young master, Bei's side has already checked all the hospitals, and it won't take long to find us. See...do you want to send her back?" ?”

Nan Moshang put one hand in his pocket, turned around and glanced at him: "You didn't tell my parents about this, did you?"

The man immediately shook his head: "No, no, young master, if you don't let me say it, I naturally dare not say it."

"That's good, when did he find out, and when will I give it to you again, just pretend you don't know now, huh?"

"……Yes."

The man responded and backed out quietly.

The sound of the conversation reached the eardrums, Ji Zhizhi frowned and woke up in a daze.

It hurts everywhere!

Nan Moshang walked over, supported her with one hand, and casually turned up the light with the other hand, looked at her little face with little blood, and smiled lowly: "Are you awake?"

Ji Zhizhi raised his hand to touch the bleeding spot on his head, and his fingertips poked a soft gauze-like thing.

She was displeased and looked at him: "Why are you here with me?"

Nan Moshang thought for a while and corrected her: "You are here with me."

"..."

Ji Zhizhi stayed for two seconds, then changed his words: "Why am I here with you?"

"I brought you here."

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Tsk... Do you have so many problems after a concussion?"

As he said, he raised his hand and poked her soft and tender face, and smiled lowly: "Is there any problem if I spend time with my fiancee alone?"

fiancée……

Fiancee, you big-headed ghost!

Ji Zhizhi rolled his eyes at him, paused, and suddenly remembered something, hurriedly lifted up the corner of the quilt, saw that the clothes were still on, and then hummed: "Fortunately, you didn't take the opportunity to touch me like a villain. , otherwise... next year today, the grass on your grave should be two meters high."

When she was murdering, she was so cold as if the whole world was not worthy of her, but after waking up, she seemed to have returned to the wayward and arrogant young lady.

Nan Moshang raised his eyebrows and smiled lowly, hooking her delicate chin with his long fingers: "You are so funny."

"You're the only one who is funny! Your whole family is funny!"

Ji Zhizhi gave him a white look: "If it wasn't because you and Tao Jiajia got out together again, would he have made his mind on me?"

He was always followed by bodyguards, and it was not easy to attack, but she didn't like the feeling of being followed by bodyguards, and at most there was a driver by her side.

Well, don't know what happened to her driver.

Nan Moshang rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, slowly unscrewed the thermos cup on one side, poured out some soup, blew it while stirring, and then scooped up a small spoonful: "Hey, make up for it!" coming……"

Ji Zhizhi's eyes were full of disdain, and his brows were tightly frowned: "A bowl of soup just wants to make up for the fact that I was bumped and almost dragged away? Nan Moshang, you treat me as a three-year-old child?"

Nan Moshang looked at her picky and dissatisfied appearance with raised eyebrows.

Ever since I was a child, what I can't stand the most is her princess temper, as if everyone in the world owes her, and I can't help but want to frustrate her.

(End of this chapter)