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Chapter 245 First Love False Pregnancy 12
When Chu Xia fell over, Zeng Ziyu had already stretched out his hand.

Chu Xia fell firmly into Zeng Ziyu's arms.

From Zhong Chule's point of view, it seemed that Zeng Ziyu took Chu Xia into his arms on his own initiative.

"Why, do you like clinging to my body so much?"

Although Zeng Ziyu said so, he didn't take his hands back.

And the next moment, his hand was pulled away.

Chu Xia pursed her lips and pushed him away without saying a word, making a gesture to leave.

"Where are you going?" Zeng Ziyu stretched out his hand to hold her from behind, "You look like this, you don't even have a mobile phone, where else can you go?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Chu Xia said while reaching out and preparing to push his hand away.

But this time Zeng Ziyu didn't let Chu Xia succeed, he stretched out his hand and pulled Chu Xia into his arms.

Seeing Chu Xia struggling, he hugged her tightly and led her to his home, "Follow me back."

"I do not!"

"If you want to leave, get rid of my mother first, who knows what ecstasy soup you gave her!" Zeng Ziyu replied while dragging Chu Xia forward.

And Zhong Chule, squatting in that corner, couldn't hear the sound, but could see the intimacy between the two.

Until the backs of the two walked into the building and disappeared in front of her eyes, she still stared at them in a daze.

Then, a layer of hatred slowly appeared in his eyes.

After squatting there for a long time, she slowly stood up and walked out of Zeng Ziyu's courtyard step by step.

At this time, Chu Xia and Zeng Ziyu walked into the house again.

After Chu Xia walked in, he finally broke free from Zeng Ziyu's restraint, and then walked into the room silently, packing his things silently.

Zeng Mu kept winking at Zeng Ziyu in the living room.

"Mom, what kind of ecstasy soup did that woman Yang Xinyan pour into you to make you look at her like this?" Zeng Ziyu asked in a low voice half jokingly, half seriously.

Mother Zeng gave him a sideways glance, "I didn't do anything, that is, when some people were not at home, they helped me cook, rushed to wash the dishes, and didn't let me touch the broom and rag. Go to beauty treatment, accompany me to dance square dance with me..."

Zeng Ziyu made a gesture of "begging to let go" to Zeng's mother, and walked into the room resignedly.

"Are you really going?"

With his back turned to him, Chu Xia paused for a while before packing up, and then resumed his previous actions.

Seeing her like this, Zeng Ziyu felt a little annoyed.

Walking over, he snatched the bag that Chu Xia was holding in his left hand, "Are you dumb today? Didn't you used to be unable to keep your mouth shut when you saw me?"

"I know you hate me," Chu Xia turned around, "but this may be the last time we both see each other, do you have to treat me like this?"

Even in the face of Zeng Ziyu's irritating attitude, Chu Xia's voice was still soft, but there seemed to be a few sighs at the end of the sentence.

Zeng Ziyu panicked when he heard that.

"What do you mean by the last side?"

"That's what it means on the surface."

Hearing this, Zeng Ziyu threw the bag he had snatched just now on the bed, "Yang Xinyan, what do you mean, you want to threaten me with suicide to get back together with you?"

From beginning to end, it was Chu Xia who was indifferent. At this time, the expression on his face finally became richer.

She looked at Zeng Ziyu with a look that seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person.

"I just want to move and live in another place."

(End of this chapter)