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Chapter 262 I will coax you if you are blind. (1)

Qiao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, took the water Ming Zhao handed over to rinse his mouth, "Say it again?"

Ming Zhao, who succumbed to Qiao Zhen's lustful power, instantly changed his point of view. His eyes were fixed on Qiao Zhen's stomach, which was already slightly swollen, which could not be seen in loose clothes, but this did not hinder his Open your eyes and talk nonsense, "I'm threatening him to be obedient."

Only then did Qiao Zhen let him go. She has always been happy with the situation. If she can't get pregnant for adoption, she will give birth as soon as she gets pregnant. She has no intention of aborting because of any obstacles. There are difficulties that must be overcome!
She gave birth to twin sons in the end, probably because mother likes sons and father likes daughters, so Qiao Zhen worked hard to conceive another child within five years. She is a daughter with both sons and daughters. It can be said that Qiao Zhen is a winner in life. Only then did Ming Zhao completely let go.

Ming Zhao: ...I only want a wife.

When the children were all married and established businesses, Qiao Zhen and Ming Zhao traveled all over the world. The two of them had gray hair and couldn't run anymore before returning to Huaguo.

"You want to pet me."

"it is good."

"You have to love me."

"it is good."

"You want to coax me."

"it is good."

After getting Qiao Zhen's promise, Ming Zhao closed his eyes satisfied.Qiao Zhen turned her head to look at Ming Zhao's gray hair. He is no longer as handsome as when he was young, but she pampers him as before. "See you in the next world."

Qiao Zhen smiled contentedly, slowly closed her eyes, and followed him away.

【Data Update. 】

Honorable Surname: Qiao Zhen.

The year of the turtle and the life of the crane: ten thousand + unpredictable.

A showdown: female.

Extravagant Yan Lili: No plug-ins.

Seeing and hearing: dance, poetry, tea art, embroidery... I feel like I can do everything but I am useless.

The best things in the bag: risk meter bracelet, Qiankun bag, Qingming lamp, king pesticide, little pony, jelly beans × 115, little chrysanthemum body, mood thermometer, mobile phone, wireless network, a certain amount of traffic, wheelchair, gold bars ×968, snack gift pack.

Too many to list: 7/x
Difficulty update: Three stars.

Fall short of success: living is a waste of air, go to hell!

[The data update is complete, please select the data transfer or enter the task directly. 】

Qiao Zhen: [Data transmission. 】

【OK. 】

The original owner's name is still Qiao Zhen, she is a single-parent family, and her mother is the nanny of a wealthy family.The only son of a wealthy family is a young master named An Zhao.An Zhao was trafficked when he was five years old, his eyes were seriously injured, and he became blind. From then on, his world was dark and his temperament became more and more surly.

The task of the system is to find out the truth about An Zhao's abduction and trafficking, and the task of crossing the robbery is to help An Zhao stabilize his temperament.

There is a certain problem with An Zhao's temperament, which is so serious that it can be said to be a mental illness.

Qiao Zhen: [Send it. 】

Feeling dizzy for a while, Qiao Zhen came to a room with the curtains drawn and no sunlight.

"hiss--"

She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead. There was a dull pain there. She looked at the dark room with simple furnishings, but everything was expensive.Her tone was flat, "Master, it's time for you to have dinner."

An Zhao leaned against the head of the bed and looked ahead with his eyes open, but there was only darkness in his eyes.

After all, it was his lover, Qiao Zhen couldn't help but soften his voice, "Master, would you like to have some dinner?"

"Get out!" An Zhao violently took something from the bedside table and threw it in Qiao Zhen's direction. "Leave my room, can you understand human language?!"

Qiao Zhen raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and the complaints in his heart never stopped.She can't understand human speech. She is Juju, so why should she understand human speech?But when her lover loses her memory, she won't think that An Zhao has some vague feelings for her like a fool. After all, she knows how flawed the system is.

"Alright young master, I'll bring dinner later." She cleaned up the mess on the floor and the mess on the bedside table before leaving.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she estimated that An Zhao should be hungry, so she cooked some porridge and brought it in. The smell of porridge filled the bedroom, and An Zhao's head was tilted, "Who?"

Qiao Zhen put the porridge and side dishes on the bedside table, "Master, it's me, I brought you dinner."

An Zhao leaned limply on the head of the bed like an old man, he turned his head to look in Qiao Zhen's direction, "Hey me."

"Okay." Qiao Zhen replied briskly. She scooped up the porridge with a spoon and fed it to An Zhao's mouth when the porridge was cold. She was extremely patient, "Ah——"

An Zhao belatedly opened his mouth, and stuffed a mouthful of white porridge with pickles at a suitable temperature. He chewed slowly, much calmer than before.

It's just a temporary state.

Before the bowl of porridge had bottomed out, An Zhao lost his temper uncontrollably. He swallowed his anger, picked up a water glass from the bedside table, and threw it at Qiao Zhen before he could react, "Get out! Get out!"

The water glass just hit Qiao Zhen's arm, and she was half angry and half distressed. "Okay, then I'll go out first, young master, take a good rest."

Qiao Zhen went out to get busy, "Mom, do you want to give the young master a supper at night?"

Qiao's mother wiped Qiao Zhen's injured arm with a cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine, "Mom sent it to the young master, you have to go to class tomorrow, what should you do if your arm hurts?"

Qiao Zhen shook his arm, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh, let me deliver it, you still have to clean up tomorrow, try to avoid the young master."

Qiao's mother sighed, and she whispered to Qiao Zhen, "Mr., after his wife passed away, he was busy with work every day, and he didn't even care about the young master. If the husband could care about the young master, the young master would not come. Today's situation makes me, a nanny, feel distressed."

Qiao Zhen put his hand on Qiao's mother's arm and comforted her: "Mom, there are still us."

Qiao's mother shook her head and smiled lightly, "It's really kind, your mother taught you well."

"Ok!"

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Qiao Zhen went to An Zhao's bedroom with milk and bread, but found that An Zhao was not in the bedroom, which frightened her. She put the food on the cabinet and turned to look for it from room to room.

Finally, she found An Zhao curled up in the locker on the third floor. She sighed and bent down to hug An Zhao.Perhaps to destroy his sleeping position, he arched into Qiao Zhen's arms again.

An Zhao is very light, how light is it?It seems to hold only a handful of bones. He is obviously a 16-year-old boy, and he is a head taller than Qiao Zhen, but he is very light.The lightness made Qiao feel really distressed, and she unconsciously moved a lot more softly, until she put him on the soft big bed, only to find that the quilt was wet a lot.

Qiao Zhen replaced the damp quilt with a thin quilt. It is autumn and the weather is still a bit hot. Although it is a bit cold at night, a thin quilt is enough.

She was about to leave with food when a thin hand with only bones left held her, "What are you doing here?"

An Zhao's voice is actually very deep and hoarse, but at the best age, he has to bear all the bad things, which is really distressing!
"I'm here to deliver supper to the young master."

"What is it?" His eyes were hollow, his voice was very steady, without any ups and downs, and his whole state was a little dull.

Qiao Zhen looked at the things in his hand, "It's bread and milk."

"Put it aside." An Zhao ordered briefly, and he shrank into the thin quilt again.

Qiao Zhen put the things on the bedside table, "Master, be careful when you hold them."

There were only two intertwined breathing sounds left in the bedroom. Qiao Zhen knew that he didn't want to answer, so he left quietly, leaving a crack in the door so that he could observe his condition.

(End of this chapter)