Chapter 152 Miss Jiao from the Republic of China: Hug the evil second brother (42)

I don’t know how long it took before their voices stopped.

Cheng Jue stretched out his arms to hug her from behind and rubbed her fair back: "What do you think? Come back to the Southern Department with me. It's not safe here. I promise to take back half of the country and give it to you."

bride price."

But now, he hasn't even caught up with his wife, so what does he want to do with something so far away?

Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Your Uncle Jiu is not that easy to deal with." Cheng Jue said that he was adopted as his adopted son and would take over the Cheng family again sooner or later. But Master Jiu was only nine years older than him, so he said

It sounds good, but we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse and the Moon?

Cheng Jue raised the corners of his lips: "How can you know if it works if you don't try." He was like this when he was young, moving forward with passion, never giving up, never giving up, and not taking everything seriously.

Jiaoyang smiled, she caressed his cheek, then leaned over and kissed the boy's lips. Just as his eyes were fascinated.

"No." She replied, her eyes bright and bright.

"Why?" Cheng Jue's face froze. He suspected that Jiaoyang was playing tricks on him. He angrily poked her head with his finger.

He vented his bitterness to her, kept telling her how wronged and pitiful he was, how hard he had traveled and traveled to find her, and when he asked for directions, he met many beautiful girls who coveted his beauty. Fortunately, he was not taken advantage of by them.

Blah blah blah...

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched. She was already very annoyed by having Sheng Xiao next to her ear. Now there's another one.

After speaking, he lay on her as if he was about to die, "Anyway, if you don't come with me, I will follow you. I gave up everything in the South Department for you, and now I am homeless. You have to take care of me."

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Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, suddenly thinking of something, she raised the corner of her mouth and looked at him with a malicious look on her face, as if she was measuring meat on a chopping board.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Jue raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, covered his exposed body with the quilt, and blinked guiltily, "My husband can make money to support you, so there is no need to sell myself."

"Since you have nowhere to go," Jiaoyang smiled even brighter, "then you might as well come and live at my place."

"Um?"

Sheng Zheng was sitting in the living room, holding a newspaper in his hand, feeling restless.

Every slight sound from the door was enough to lift his entire mind, followed by deep disappointment.

He was scared, trembling all over. Ever since they broke up on bad terms, Sheng Zheng had not come back for a long time. Unless something was left here, he would only come back once when necessary. Every time he would just be silent.

He stared at the closed door of her room, and then left.

But last night, when he rarely stayed here, he found that she didn't come home all night.

What happened?

He remembered the radio station that day.

Sheng Zheng stood up. He had to go and inquire about the situation. But before he reached the door, the sound of the key turning could already be heard outside.

Sheng Zheng stood there, his whole body frozen.

When the door opened, he saw the little girl again, whom he had been thinking about day and night for the past few days.

"Jiaoyang." He looked at her unconsciously, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

When she saw him, Jiaoyang was obviously stunned for a while, but she quickly came over, hugged his waist, and leaned against him.

He trembled almost instantly and was about to push her away.
Chapter completed!