Li Wenxin also frowned: "If you have no name or status, what does it mean to live in our house?"
It was my son's request to call Jiang Qiaoyue over.
Her son was trying to commit suicide again, and she didn't dare not agree.
As an expedient, Zong Lu asked this woman to come over and persuade his son.
But she didn't expect that her son would let her stay in the Zhao family.
Zhao Menglou glanced at Li Wenxin: "It's not that we have no name or status, we can get married right away!"
Li Wenxin's face turned completely dark: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Qiaoyue also said: "Zhao Menglou, don't make trouble, okay? If you do this, I will go back to Tancheng even if you jump off the building a hundred times."
Zhao Menglou knew not to push too hard, so he chuckled:
"I was just joking. Okay, then you can live in the Zhao family as my personal caregiver, okay?"
Then he turned around and looked at Li Wenxin and shouted:
"Mom! Didn't the doctor just say that if I don't want to be hospitalized in the past few months, it would be best to have someone at home to take care of my injuries? I don't want anyone but her."
Li Wenxin glared at Zhao Menglou.
But he didn't dare to provoke his son anymore. What if the ancestor committed suicide again?
I thought that since Jiang Qiaoyue agreed to leave Jingzhou, the matter should be settled.
I didn't expect my son to make such a move.
Jiang Qiaoyue declined politely: "Fourth Young Master, I have a serious job, so I can't take care of you."
"Caregiving is not particularly difficult. Don't worry, if you can't work these few months, I will compensate you." Zhao Menglou looked at Li Wenxin again:
"Mom, if Qiaoqiao doesn't stay and take care of me, I won't let anyone take care of her. Just let me fend for myself."
Li Wenxin gritted her teeth: "Okay, I don't care about you anymore, okay."
That's all, let her keep her son while he recovers from his injuries.
Zhao Menglou seemed to have made arrangements a long time ago. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the steward: "Take Miss Jiang to the guest room to have a look."
Then he smiled at Jiang Qiaoyue and said: "We have all daily necessities. If you are missing anything, just ask someone to buy it for you. If there is anything left at Zong's house, I will ask the driver to get it for you."
Zhao Xige was satisfied with Zhao Menglou this time. He pushed Jiang Qiaoyue and walked out: "Come on, Sister Qiaoqiao, I will take you to see the room."
He turned back and cast a look at Zong Lu: "Brother Zong Lu, go back and tell Sister Mimi to reassure her that no one in the Zhao family will bully Sister Qiaoqiao as long as I am here."
…
Jiang Qiaoyue drove her ducks to the ground and stayed at Zhao's house.
It was late at night, she got familiar with the room, sorted out the daily necessities Zhao Menglou had prepared for herself, then sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her temples.
I really don’t know what medicine I took wrong.
He actually agreed to stay in the Zhao family.
Originally, he should have returned to Tancheng by now.
Just then, the steward knocked on the door.
She went over to open the door.
The steward outside the door was the one who went to arrest Zhao Menglou at the gate of the Zong family. His expression was serious and serious. He had been working in the Zhao family for decades and was considered a member. He first handed over a bank card:
"Ms. Jiang, this is your first month's salary. It's all in the card. Please accept it."
Jiang Qiaoyue frowned. That boy really paid herself a salary, but she didn't feel shy. She took the card and said, "Thank you."
"Miss Jiang, don't you want to take a look?"
"No." She stayed at Zhao's house to take care of him, not really to make money from him.
The steward didn't force himself anymore and handed her a stack of A4 paper that had just been printed out: "This is what the doctor has told you about the injuries that the Fourth Young Master needs to pay attention to during these days, the foods that are taboo, and the exercises that can be done in daily life. Ginger
Miss, take a good look."
Jiang Qiaoyue took it and flipped through it, only to hear the steward say again:
"Have you packed up here, Miss? If so, please invite Miss Jiang to the Fourth Young Master's room."
Jiang Qiaoyue raised her head: "...Why are you going to his room?"
"...Ms. Jiang is now the Fourth Young Master's caregiver, and you have to take care of many things. The Fourth Young Master needs to take a bath before going to bed."
Jiang Qiaoyue was startled and could only bite the bullet and go over first.
Entering Zhao Menglou's bedroom, she saw him leaning on the bed and gesturing to her:
"Coming."
Jiang Qiaoyue: "If you want to take a bath, I'd better ask your maid to help you."
Zhao Menglou noticed her restraint and smiled evilly: "Is there anything else on my body that you haven't seen? I have a few moles on my butt, I guess you know about them, right?"
Jiang Qiaoyue said impatiently: "You don't have a mole on your butt!"
As soon as I said this, I realized that I shouldn't.
Sure enough, Zhao Menglou became more and more satisfied: "Hey, you can remember so clearly whether I have a mole on my butt. Miss, you are still very nostalgic for my body."
Jiang Qiaoyue: "..."
But I was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
Get a basin of water from the bathroom.
The doctor said that it would be best for him not to get out of bed during this period and just scrub.
When I came out, I saw that he had taken off his shirt consciously.
The young and strong body is tight and powerful, and the chest and abdominal muscles are well exercised. It has the temptation that people can't help but stretch out their fingertips to play.
His figure doesn't match his face.
He clearly has a handsome face that is a bit frivolous, with slanting eyebrows on the temples and elegant peach blossom eyes.
It is too beautiful for men, so beautiful that it makes people feel uneasy.
But she has a body that is full of hormones and exudes masculinity.
She held the basin and felt that the air in the entire bedroom had heated up a few degrees: "Zhao Menglou, what are you doing?"
"Don't you have to take off your clothes to wipe yourself?"
There's no need to take it off so quickly, okay?
How anxious this is.
Exhibitionist.
She was speechless, twisted the towel, and bent down to wipe him.
He half-squinted his peach blossom eyes, looking like he was enjoying himself, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh:
"Huh~uh uh~uh huh~"
Jiang Qiaoyue was completely speechless: "...Zhao Menglou, can you stop making such ecstasy sounds?"
"Why, did you react?"
She resisted the urge to throw a towel on his head and reacted like a fool!
When other people passed by outside, they thought she was doing something with him!
After wiping his upper body perfunctorily, he saw that she was going to pour water and shouted, "It's not done yet."
Jiang Qiaoyue knew what he meant, so she only wiped his upper body and frowned: "That's it."
Zhao Menglou insisted: "No, it's too unclean. Every detail must be wiped. I am an injured person now. If I don't pay attention to hygiene, I will easily get bedsores."
Jiang Qiaoyue glanced at the evil look in his eyes, and threw the towel on him with a sigh: "Wipe it yourself, your hand is not broken."
Zhao Menglou didn't refute. He took the towel and leaned forward as hard as he could to let her see how hard he was. Then he looked at her pitifully, his thick eyelashes flashing: "Qiao Qiao. I can't reach it."
Jiang Qiaoyue felt that he was setting her up as a honey trap.
But I don't know why, but I just can't stand his coquettish behavior.
That’s it!
She is lustful, but there is nothing wrong with being lustful!
Food, sex, sex!
She walked over, picked up the towel, and began to wipe his feet, calves, and thighs.
The air suddenly became tighter and hotter.
Because of the fracture, he changed into loose beach shorts.
The loose style can't cover the silhouette of the sleeping dragon.
Her heart beat fast, her movements slowed down, she turned her eyes to one side, and tried not to look, trying to avoid places she shouldn't touch.
He hung one leg, put his arms behind his waist, crossed his legs, and stared at her nervousness with a half-smile:
"As for that? It's not like I've never met before. Do you want to say hello again?"