Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Sang Qingjiu was not ashamed, but instead touched his waist with a smile, kissed his cheek and neck, and began to take advantage of him again.

"Then tell me, why am I not serious?"

How can you say this?

Zuo Ling'an took a deep breath and realized that he couldn't defeat Sang Qingjiu, so he could only stare at her.

My eyes were a little sore from staring, so I blinked twice.

But he realized that Sang Qingjiu's eyes had been looking at him.

There was a smile and lingering affection in those charming, upward-looking eyes.

It seems...a bit pretty...

Zuo Ling'an couldn't help but think.

"Okay, let me tell you something serious."

"what?"

"Feng Yue transferred his shares to me."

Sang Qingjiu said, using his optical computer to bring up the share transfer agreement and show it to Zuo Ling'an, "Do you understand?"

"understand."

Zuo Ling'an slowly sat up, and his mood changed from relaxed to depressed.

He lowered his head, read the document from beginning to end, and then returned the optical brain to Sang Qingjiu, "What are you going to do next?"

"Just cooperate with me."

Sang Qingjiu said.

Zuo Ling'an nodded lightly.

When it comes to cooperation, he is really cooperative.

Sang Qingjiu brought him the tattered and dirty clothes that he had been living in Huangxing before and asked him to change into them, and he changed them without saying a word.

Sang Qingjiu sprinkled animal blood on him. Although he disliked it, he tolerated it.

Finally, he lay down on the ground and let Sang Qingjiu toss and turn on him. Then he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

After all this tossing, it was already dark outside.

Sang Qingjiu got another inheritance and share transfer document, and he also signed it.

Then he ran upstairs and cleaned himself seriously.

Too dirty.

Really.

He has never seen himself so dirty!

Sang Qingjiu was busy downstairs perfecting the following things, such as... modifying the generation time of this share transfer document.

She directly changed it to the third day after the death of Zuo Ling'an's parents.

Although the process is a bit troublesome.

To avoid the surveillance of the interstellar network brain, to invade the private network of the central star domain, and to leave traces of the share transfer letter on the will website...

Finally, give the tail a wipe.

Done!

Sang Qingjiu quickly put the optical computer on the other side and heard the sound of water flowing when he went upstairs.

Yo ~

Still taking a shower?

Doesn't this give her an advantage?

Sang Qingjiu turned around and walked towards Zuo Ling'an's bedroom.

As soon as she sat down on the bed, Zuo Ling'an opened the bathroom door, wore a pair of shorts, wiped her hair with a towel and walked out.

Their eyes looked at each other, frozen for an instant.

Zuo Ling'an screamed again in shock, his hands trembling twice, "How did you get in?"

"The door opens as soon as you push it."

Sang Qingjiu pretended to be innocent.

Zuo Ling'an was confused. After being stunned for several seconds, he quickly retreated to the bathroom and closed the door with a bang.

Then, he wrapped himself in a bath towel before walking out.

He looked a little embarrassed.

"I seem to have nothing else to wear."

"I'll take you out for a walk tomorrow."

"Um...then, what about tonight?"

"That's it tonight~"

Sang Qingjiu chuckled, lifted the quilt, and said, "Come up."

Zuo Ling'an blushed, "You, you want to come with me tonight...but you obviously have so many rooms here."

"I don't like those rooms."

"I like it. I'll sleep in the next room."

Zuo Ling'an raised his feet and was about to walk outside.

Sang Qingjiu touched his chin, "Are you sure?"

Zuo Ling'an paused, "What kind of destruction do you want to cause?"

"It's really not this time."

She looked at Zuo Ling'an very seriously, "Aren't you tired today? First you were saddened by Feng Yue, then you fell down, and then you went out with me for so long just now. Will you get sick at night?"

Zuo Ling'an:...

It's really possible.

He froze on the spot, "What should we do?"

"So, you have to sleep in the same room with me at night."

Sang Qingjiu explained seriously: "It's not that I'm having a bad idea, it's that I'm really worried about you. With me here, you won't have no one to take care of you if you get sick at night, right?"

It seems... makes some sense.

Zuo Ling'an couldn't move forward with his feet.

He turned his head hesitantly, pursed his lips and said, "Then you can't touch me tonight."

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Sang Qingjiu said, got up and went to the bathroom.

Zuo Ling'an stood there for a while.

Not mentioning it just now, he didn't feel it. Now Sang Qingjiu said that he really felt a little weak and exhausted all over his body.

I'm afraid I'm really going to get sick tonight~

Zuo Ling'an was a little worried, but finally dried his hair first.

Soon, in less than a minute, he got into the quilt and slept on the pillow.

He had already fallen asleep before Sang Qingjiu came out.

When Sang Qingjiu came out and planned to tease him, she found that he was sleeping on the bed in an orderly manner, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, and the quilt was pulled crookedly.

As soon as the towel fell away, his collarbone and chest were exposed.

Sang Qing's eyebrows were raised high, and after a long while, he made a "tsk" sound that was neither serious nor serious.

Then she went to dry her hair before going to bed.

After thinking for a while, he hugged the person into his arms again before giving up.

The two breathing sounds in the room gradually merged into one.

Outside the window, the cold moonlight shone on the windowsill, making the small yard look particularly quiet.

Later, this silence was broken by a crisp bird call at dawn a few hours later.

Zuo Ling'an's eyelashes trembled on the bed, but he could not wake up.

After another hour or two of sleep, he slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Turning one side of his eyes, he saw Sang Qingjiu sleeping peacefully beside him.

He woke up instantly and quickly looked down at himself. When he found that there was nothing there, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was relieved.

And I feel...

With such a good opportunity last night, Sang Qingjiu didn't touch her?

Zuo Ling'an stared at Sang Qingjiu for a long time.

When she didn't respond, he reached out and pinched her face.

Before he pinched it twice, he saw Sang Qingjiu looking at him with a smile.

"Hey~ It's so early in the morning, the young master can't bear it anymore?"

Sang Qingjiu laughed teasingly.

Zuo Ling'an immediately took his hand back and said, "I'm telling you to get up. I didn't get sick at all last night, you were just trying to scare me on purpose."

"Don't you remember what I carried you to the medical cabin last night?"

what?

Is there such a thing?

Zuo Ling'an scratched his head in confusion, couldn't he?

How come he has no memory at all?

Could it be that he has fainted?

Just as he was thinking about it, Zuo Ling'an caught a smile in Sang Qingjiu's eyes.

"You lied to me again!"

Zuo Ling'an was so angry that he stared at her and deliberately stepped on her before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to wash up.

That strength is very small.

Sang Qingjiu didn't feel any pain at all.

She looked at Zuo Ling'an's back and laughed twice, then squeezed into the bathroom to wash up.