About ten minutes later

Fan Zhuo followed He Zheng awkwardly and walked out of the room, his face red with shame.

Damn this beast, please wait for me, I must resist next time.

Fan Zhuo was cursing in his heart, and glaring at He Zheng's back who was walking in front of him.

But he knew that He Zheng didn't let him take it out because he wanted to punish him and let him have a memory next time.

Isn’t it okay to scold you? Is it necessary to be so angry?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, because he was telling lies, and He Zheng understood, but he still punished him like this.

"Why did you stop suddenly? It hurts so much."

Fan Zhuo, who ran into He Zheng's back, cursed, but looked up and saw He Zheng's third sister He Jie standing in front of him.

She was wearing a white long skirt with lady's high heels of the same color. She was very tall and her long ink-colored hair was casually dispersed. She was as simple as a fairy, as if she was surrounded by white flowers, which was fresh and refined.

Fan Zhuo couldn't help but show his surprise in his eyes. He had seen too many beauties, but this was the first time he had seen He Jie's kind of spotless temperament.

But the only drawback is that her beautiful eyes have lost their color, as empty as if they are just a beautiful doll who can walk.

I heard that his third sister is in a bad state of mind. I didn’t believe it before, but now she looks like an empty shell.

Seeing the strange Fanzhu standing behind He Zheng, He Jie's beautiful and colorful eyes just raised slightly, as if she was looking at him without any focus, becoming more and more like a moving doll.

What a pity, it's obviously such a beautiful person.

The eyes of Fanzhu looked at He Jie with a hint of pity.

"Let's go!"

He Zheng gave up his arm and let He Jie hug him.

He Jie didn't say anything, but she obediently hugged He Zheng's arm.

Seeing that he left behind He Zheng, who had just left him, Fan Zhuo was so angry that he almost pulled the thing out and threw it on He Zheng's face.

Damn that bastard, I took it out with shame, but he actually left me and left with his sister?

But just when the fire of Fanyu was big, He Zheng suddenly turned around and frowned and asked him, "Why don't you keep following me and stand stupidly!"

You still know that your wife didn't keep up!

The Fan Zhuo slandered and walked towards Congzheng angrily, but when he walked around, he was sad.

Oh shit……

Fan Zhuo immediately covered his mouth and his face turned red.

He endured his shame and walked to He Zheng, and furiously gave He Zheng a punch.

He Zheng was not angry, but had a curve on the corner of his mouth, although it was very shallow.

When Fan Zhu saw it, he punched again.

He still dares to laugh, does he know how strange I am now?

The more you think about the sacrificial priest, the more you become, the more red your face becomes. It is true.

After entering the elevator, Fan Zhuo glared at He Zheng again, but He Jie suddenly glanced at him. He immediately lowered his head in panic, his ears turned red.

Ah, I'm going to die.

Fan Zhuo even wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Damn it, fortunately the remote control is in my hand, otherwise I wouldn't know what this damn man would do.

Fan Zhuo started his scolding again.

He Jie, who had been looking at Fan Zhu, looked up at Fan Zhu with empty eyes, and then her eyes came to the pocket of Fan Zhu's casual clothes, and saw a pink thing revealing half of it.

I don’t know if I’m curious, He Jie took it out and stared at it steadily, as if she didn’t know what it was.
Chapter completed!