Chapter 2512 Asking the Immortal Huangquan (91)

"You go back first."

Chu Zheng asked Xie Shi and Mei Ji to take Qin Kongming away first, and she followed Xing Jue into his car.

As soon as I got in, I was hugged by someone and fell down on the leather seat of the car.

The night fell through the car window, and a little clear light fell, filling the small space with hazy ambiguity.

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The carriage was very quiet. The man held Chuzheng in his arms and said nothing. His breath was slightly hot.

Chuzheng broke away from him and sat up: "Tell me, how do you know I'm up there?"

"Just... just watched the surveillance." Xing Jue replied in a low voice: "This place was developed by our group."

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng entered Qiu Yu's house through the main entrance. The public area outside naturally captured photos of where she went and whose house she entered.

Chuzheng: "You didn't put anything inappropriate on me, did you?"

Xing Jue was confused: "What shouldn't be released?"

Seeing Xing Jue's confused look, Chu Zheng was silent for a few seconds and shook her head: "It's nothing."

Xingjue: "???"

Chuzheng: “I’ll take you back first.”

Xingjue: "Oh."

On the way back, Xing Jue was thinking about what Chu Zheng said he shouldn't let go.

When he arrived at the manor, Xing Jue came back to his senses and remembered the business: "Baby, you haven't told me what you were doing at Qiu Yu's house."

Chuzheng opened the car door and motioned for him to get out of the car.

"too late……"

Xing Jue smiled and said in a gentle and sweet tone: "Then let's go in and talk slowly. I'm not sleepy."

"..." No, I'm sleepy!

Xing Jue grabbed her hand and shook it, as if coquettishly: "Baby, are you okay?"

The ending was deliberately prolonged, making people's hearts tremble.

Chuzheng: "..."

Who can stand this horse-riding thing?

In the end, Chuzheng had a midnight snack while talking to Xingjue about Qin Kongming.

"Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

"Maybe." Chuzheng paused: "You were attacked by an unknown creature before. The opponent wanted to kill you directly, rather than trying to inhabit you. But Xingshuang was different. The opponent wanted to inhabit her body. "

Xing Jue: "Hu Shuo said that he might be related to Lu Fengze, but there is no direct evidence."

Lu Fengze...

Chuzheng thought about it and said, "I'll find a way to ask him."

Xing Jue didn't understand and asked: "What can I do?"

Without evidence, nothing can be done to the other party.

Now there are rumors in the group that he has lost his memory, and he has to be busy dealing with various temptations to prevent others from seeing that he has lost his memory.

Chuzheng raised her hand and touched Xing Jue's head: "Of course it's a good idea, you don't have to worry about it."

Xing Jue lowered his head and met Chu Zheng's gaze.

He believed every word and sentence she said.

It's like an instinct coming from deep within the soul.

There seemed to be something spreading in the air, wrapping around Xing Jue's heart bit by bit, taking root and sprouting, and blossomed into the most gorgeous flowers.

Chuzheng's fingers slid to his cheek, Xingjue raised her hand to hold it, and his warm breath fell on her hand.

Chuzheng's palms felt a little hot, but she couldn't hold it back and said, "Dirty or not, you are eating."

"..."

"Baby, do you think I'm dirty?" There was a hint of grievance in his clear pupils.

Chuzheng: "..."

It was very quiet in the restaurant. The housekeeping robot disappeared somewhere. Except for the light of the restaurant, the surroundings seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Chu Zheng clenched her fingertips hard: "Xing Jue, don't worry, light the fire."

If the little thing fanned the flames like this, would it cost her her life? !

Too much!

Xing Jue's eyelashes trembled, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and her voice was clear and smiling: "Baby, you can do whatever you want to me."

There were shallow ripples in his eyes, which was some kind of silent invitation.

Xing Jue held the table, approached Chu Zheng, and whispered in her ear: "I will not reject you, never."

Chuzheng took a breath and stood up calmly: "I'm going back."

Xing Jue pulled her and looked up at her: "Baby, don't you want to do something excessive to me?"

Chuzheng thought, but she felt that now was not the time.

Xing Jue doesn’t remember anything.

Chuzheng withdrew her hand: "Don't make trouble, I'm leaving first."

Xing Jue pulled her back again, his tone a little stubborn: "I won't make trouble, but you can't leave."

"???"

"Baby, you're watching very late. It's a long way back for you, aren't you tired?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Xing Jue's beautiful brows and eyes were filled with expectation and yearning: "I hope I can have breakfast with you tomorrow."

He paused and then continued: "I have prepared a room for you, but I haven't shown it to you yet. Can you please stop walking?"

When Xing Jue said this, Chu Zheng really didn't want to bother anymore.

"Don't make trouble."

Xing Jue smiled and said, "Okay."

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The room Xing Jue prepared for Chu Zheng was right next to him and was about the same size.

The overall style is simple and the color scheme is very comfortable.

Xing Jue sent Chu Zheng to her room without any further entanglement. He gave her a few words and left the room.

Chuzheng was not interested in the room, so she washed herself and went straight to bed.

There are still a lot of troubles waiting for her to solve.

Chuzheng slept until midnight and felt something was wrong. When she opened her eyes, she saw a figure standing silently beside the bed.

Chuzheng endured the fright and did not jump up. She squinted at the figure.

"Xingjue? What are you doing?"

I stayed up most of the night, trying to scare someone to death!

Xing Jue's voice was low and nasal: "Baby, I have a nightmare."

Chuzheng understood it after thinking about it for a while.

She didn't expose him, she just said: "Come up."

Xing Jue immediately went up and lay down, pulling the quilt to cover half of his face, holding the edge of the quilt with both hands.

Chuzheng turned to hug him and kissed him on the forehead: "What nightmare did you have?"

"Can not remember."

You remember that there was a ghost, and he obviously wanted to climb into my bed!

Actually, there’s no need to do that. Just tell me you want to sleep with me and I won’t refuse.

Chuzheng touched his soft hair and reluctantly cooperated with his performance: "If you don't remember, don't think about it. Go to sleep."

"Um."

Xing Jue raised the corners of his lips in the darkness, revealing an arc of pleasure.

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Next, Xingjue really had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was standing in a very empty world, and the colors around him were fading, and he was drowned in darkness.

And Chuzheng was also leaving him, gradually turning into an illusory shadow.

He wanted to keep her, but he couldn't hold her and couldn't make any sound.

The despair of impending loss and the endless darkness submerged him in that world.

No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

Something was pulling him down into the darkness, and the feeling of suffocation was getting heavier bit by bit.

Xing Jue was awakened.

He was breathing heavily, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on the back of his forehead.

Chuzheng's voice rang in her ears: "What's wrong?"

"Baby."

"Yeah." Chuzheng felt that the person she was holding was shaking and wanted to sit up: "What's wrong?"

Xingjue pulled the person back and hugged him: "It's okay, I'm okay, hold me."

Chuzheng: "???"

Xingjue couldn't feel the response from the people around him, and his voice was trembling: "Baby, hug me."

Only then did Chuzheng hug him tightly.