How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3312 Sweet Marriage 1874 I'm back, Zhizhi.

tick tock tick tock tick tock...

The fingers hooking the curtains were clenched a little bit at some point, and the knuckles were covered with a cold pale color.

A black stretched private car is coming from a distance.

She suddenly stood up straight, staring at it firmly, inch by inch...

The original uniform speed suddenly slowed down after approaching the North Mansion, and then turned his head a little bit...

She took a breath, let go of the curtains, and rushed out eagerly and happily like a sparrow that had been imprisoned for most of her life.

The private car didn't stop in the garage, but drove straight to the main building. When she ran over, the car barely stopped, the door opened, and a handsome man bent down to get out of the car, and stretched out his long arms to hug her into the car. into his arms: "I'm back, Zhizhi."

"Uh-huh."

She buried her head into his arms, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of his clear fragrance: "I'm waiting for you."

"I know."

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her soft and fragrant hair with his thin lips.

It was cold and windy, but at that moment, wearing such a thin shirt, her body was still hot like boiling water.

……

Crescent is back.

But in the huge North Residence, no one is happy about it.

Ji Zhizhi's previous prediction had gone wrong. The white and fat Crescent Moon who was raised by Priest Su before, looked terrible this time.

Priest Su was very annoyed because his painstaking efforts over the years were wiped out at the door, and he directly imprisoned Yueya.

Not only was she imprisoned, but she also suffered injuries of various sizes and severity.

He was in a coma from the time he got in the car until he came back.

Ji Zhizhi took a look behind Ji Zichuan, but didn't really understand what those injuries were made of.

It must not be something sharp like a knife, because there are no such sharp wounds.

hammer?

Not much like it either.

She quietly pulled Ji Zichuan aside and asked him if he knew how Priest Su tortured Yueya, but Ji Zichuan just had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

The eldest aunt has been by her side almost since Crescent Moon came back, she didn't cry, but the tears kept falling.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Crescent Moon finally woke up.

Probably because he couldn't get used to it for a while, he returned to the North Residence when he opened his eyes, and sat up straight away, with a thin layer of water in his black and white eyes, looking at the group of people around the bed in shock.

Scared her.

An Luo looked at her frightened deer-like expression, as if she finally couldn't control her emotions, she broke down and hugged her and cried until she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

After all, he was an elder, and he probably didn't want to be seen by the younger generation, so Ji Zichuan led Ji Zhizhi back out silently.

Outside the bedroom, Bei Youyang smoked the first cigarette in his life, coughing repeatedly from being choked.

He stood in front of the window, with his back facing all the people coming in and out, a person who had always been indifferent and distant, but at this moment his back seemed a little gloomy for no reason.

"Is she awake?" he asked, without turning his head, his voice hoarse and low.

Ji Zhizhi nodded and said 'hmm': "But now the eldest aunt...well, why don't you go in later."

The man didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to smoke.

Ji Zhizhi opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but when the words reached the tip of his tongue, he felt it was unnecessary.

(End of this chapter)