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Chapter 24 "God sent you, kid, to kill me"

His voice was gentle, he paused word by word, and the sound of each word passed by her ear gently.

It seems to be carrying small currents, gradually spreading from the ears to the limbs.

Fu Zhi thought about it for a while, then nodded in response: "It's my reason for not going to Jiangwu, I don't want to say."

She paused for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him, "I've had a good life these past few years. My little uncle loves me very much, and my friends also protect me very much. I haven't suffered any grievances."

The child has clean eyebrows and eyes, and his nimble eyes are wet at the moment, looking cute and innocent.

The curving curve of the thick eyelashes is gentle, and the porcelain white and delicate cheeks are like small glutinous rice balls.

"Really?"

Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows a little, as if he didn't believe it.

The corners of Fu Zhi's lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Why, Boss Duan hopes that my life is not good?"

The man lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

She raised her little hand, pulled Duan Zheng's handcuff away, and gave him a look, "What kind of wickedness are you doing?"

Duan Zheng raised his brows lightly, and said neither salty nor indifferent: "Do you think I look like such a boring person?"

Fu Zhi sized it up and said in a low voice, "Like, it's not like you haven't done this kind of thing..."

It was because Fu Zhi's voice was so low that Duan Zheng, who was pushed away, couldn't hear clearly.

The man took out two soft candies from his pocket and handed them over, then asked, "Jiujiu, do you want some candy?"

Fu Zhi was slightly stunned, his eyes fell on his palm.

It seems... the fudge he takes out every time is her favorite flavor.

Hmm... It's not like she doesn't want to eat.

She shook her head and said softly, "I won't eat, I'm afraid of toothache."

Duan Zheng sized her up, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became serious and deep.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"Ok?"

"let's talk."

Fu Zhi stared at the peach-flavored jelly candy stuffed by Duan Zheng, and was slightly taken aback. She didn't want to understand what was the reason for his sudden cold face?
She met his gaze, her eyelids twitched, a little at a loss, she said softly, "What are you talking about?"

Duan Zheng gritted his teeth: "..."

"Let's get along well, shall we?" Duan Zheng raised his lips slightly, "Don't hide from me, give me a chance to chase you well, okay?"

The man looked at her with eyes half downcast, his eyelashes were thick and his eyelids were wrinkled.

Fu Zhi lowered her head slightly, was silent for a moment, and responded softly: "Okay, but—"

"Can you give me a good beating, I haven't beaten anyone yet, I want to practice my hand."

The ending of the little girl's voice is soft and sweet.

Because of her words, Duan Zheng's originally straight lips also raised an undetectable arc, which deepened even more.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, put his fingers together, and waved at her, "Jiu Jiu, remember, be gentle, brother is afraid of pain."

"..."

Seeing that it was time for class, Fu Zhi immediately drove away the big boss who was in the way.

Duan Zheng picked up his coat and was about to leave the studio when he turned his head again as if he remembered something.

next second.

The man's slender jade-like fingers landed on her cheek, and his index finger and thumb squeezed her cheek slightly.

"Fu Jiujiu."

"what?"

Fu Zhi was stunned for a moment before responding, the cool feeling coming from her fingertips seemed to be spreading crackling with small electric currents.

And the light pink that makes people's heart beat spreads from the cheeks all the way to the ears and neck at a speed that can be perceived by the naked eye.

Duan Zheng lowered his head and leaned closer to her ear.

His clear voice was deliberately lowered, as if it carried a hint of pampering, innocent and seductive.

"God sent you, kid, just to kill me..."

(End of this chapter)