Mr. Qin raised a strange little lolita

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Shi Bei slowly opened her eyes. She was being held by someone. She turned her head slightly and the man kept holding her.

"woke up?"

She nodded, her throat dry as she spoke.

"Brother, you took a long time last night. Do all men do this, or is it just you, brother..."

Qin Ze picked her up and took her to wash up.

"Only extraordinary men can."

"If it had been someone else, the experience might have been over without the experiencer feeling."

Shi Bei suddenly realized what he was doing.

After washing up quickly, Qin Ze took her downstairs for breakfast.

The housekeeper was here today and took a look at it quietly, feeling very pleased.

It's done.

From now on, the mistress of Shuyuan seems to be none other than Shibei.

"Sir, here are the red date chicken soup, longan and lotus seed porridge, and white fungus soup prepared according to your instructions today. Madam, please see if there is anything else you want to eat. The kitchen can still make it."

Shi Bei looked at the food on the table, shook her head and said softly: "No, these are enough."

"Thank you uncle butler, please sit down and eat too."

The butler quickly waved his hand, "No, no, you and your husband will eat. I have something to do in the kitchen."

As he was about to leave, Qin Ze said, "Let's eat together, Uncle Fu, we've made a lot."

Uncle Fu was stunned after hearing this, looked at Xiaobei's expectant face, and finally sat down.

"Madam, try this, the chef's specialty soup today. Drinking more is good for your health."

Qin Ze filled the soup for her with his own hands and put it in front of her, "Try it and see how it tastes."

Shi Bei leaned into his arms and took a sip. Two shallow dimples appeared on her fair cheeks, "It tastes good."

"As long as it tastes good."

"Drink more and moisten your throat, be good."

Shi Bei nodded slowly, and the red color on her snow-white neck was conspicuously caught in the man's eyes.

He stretched out a hand and touched it, "Tsk."

"Brother, when will it go away? It's hard for me to get dressed."

"It should go away faster if I touch it more."

Shi Bei had no doubts and allowed him to continue touching her.

"Are you tired? Do you want to go take a nap?"

After finishing breakfast, Shi Bei yawned.

"Well, I still want to sleep. Brother, do you want to come with me?"

The man carried her back to bed and left, saying, "I can't sleep with you, you can't bear it anymore."

How can it be so easy to feed a man who eats meat?

"You rest, I'll go take care of things in the Magic City."

Shi Bei took his hand and said, "I'm going shopping later, and my brother will accompany me."

Qin Ze nodded and covered her with the quilt.

&&

Shi Bei slept for a while, and suddenly she felt very uncomfortable, especially her heart and bones, which were extremely painful.

After tossing and turning for a while, she suddenly sat up from the bed and stared blankly into the distance.

The phone under the pillow was vibrating crazily.

"Hey?"

"Girl, Zhou Shen and I were surrounded and killed in the Lingdong Hotel. Can you come and save us?"

"Cough cough cough..." A series of coughing sounds came from the side.

"Wait a minute."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Bei closed her eyes and began to pinch quickly with her fingers.

After putting on her clothes, she suppressed the discomfort in her heart, left a message on her phone, turned around, and went downstairs.

-

At this time, Lingdong Hotel.

The man in white robe leaned on the bamboo chair, waved with his hand, and a glass of fine wine was handed to the two of them.

Zhou Shen took a sip and said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Mr. Zihuai, for saving your life today."

"I happened to be met by one of my subordinates, so there is no need to thank me. Mr. Zhou and I are destined to be together."

"But it seems that you two wanted to find someone to come over before, but failed?"

Since the coffin knew the identity of the man in white robe, he had more trust in the strong man.

"I want to ask my apprentice to come over and help. She must have something to do, so she won't come for the time being."

"Mr. Zihuai, is what you calculated before true?"

"What do I have to do with your apprentice's affairs?"

The coffin said: "Yes."

The man in white robe leaned forward suavely, "Nine times out of ten, what I calculated is true. The star she corresponds to is slowly dimming, indicating that the lifeline is slowly weakening."

"If nothing changes, she may not survive in another five or six years at most."

so serious.

"But I think Mr. Zhou and her thread seem to have a big bond. Mr. Zhou's Tianxiu star is dimming at a very fast speed recently. According to this situation, with all due respect, it may not last more than a few months." ."

Zhou Shen was not surprised. He already knew what was going on with his body.

It was not that he had not been treated by a doctor. Unfortunately, every famous doctor who examined him said it was really strange. They could only find out that the virus was spreading very quickly, but could not find out what was wrong at all.

The only ones who could see something wrong were the ancient doctors, and the only ones who could suppress the causes of his illness were the special medicines brought by Xiaoying from the Medical Association.

It wasn't until he met a miracle doctor some time ago that he saw hope in his body.

But... Xiaobei, the only one who can make medicine, won't help him make it.

Cough cough cough, thinking of this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Like a pinprick.

"Mr. Zhou, do you know that since ancient times, we ancient mystics have had an extremely magical relationship, called the Fetter of Destiny?"

"In other words, those two people's lives are tied together because of their past life or their unresolved love, or because some specific mystical techniques were used. One person will die because of the death of the other person."

Zhou Shen looked stunned.

The man in white robe continued: "And this situation also means that there is a better way to deal with it. Since their lives are connected, it means that in addition to the relationship of death, other relationships have similar principles."

"The longer they spend time together, the more comfortable and healthy they become."

"If they get married, the two of them may live a long life without any disease or disaster."

Zhou Shen looked up in shock.

"Mr. Zihuai, what do you mean..."

The man in white robe calculated the time and it was almost time.

"My tea is finished, what do you two think?"

The words he just said were all in the coffin's head, and there were almost no mistakes in anything Gongyang Zihuai calculated.

It seems that Yatou and Zhou Shen are indeed bound together and cannot be separated.

Now the girl's Tianxiu star is dimming so fast, it's all mixed up with Qin Ze.

"Not bad, thank you Mr. Zihuai for the hospitality. Xiao Zhou, let's go."

Gongyang Zihuai waved his hand and slowly poured himself a cup of tea again.

Taste gently.

As soon as Zhou Shen and the coffin arrived outside, Zhou Shen actually saw his aunt Zhou Tong nearby.

"Aunt, why are you here?"

Zhou Tong saw him trotting over and explained in a warm voice, "I recently got news that there is an ancient mystic who is famous in the Demon City and can tell fortunes here. I want to try my luck to see if I can meet him and help you tell something. "

"Hey, little gentleman, when my brother and sister-in-law were alive, they always told me that I was very sorry for you and did not give you a good body. They also left early due to illness. Now I only have a nephew like you. I hope you It can live a long life.”

"I once heard that there was a magician who told Qin Ze's fortune when he was a child, saying that he had a bad life and would not live long. But until now, he has not only been free from illness and disaster, but also lived extremely comfortably. I just thought about it. Something went wrong. You didn't do anything evil, and you did a lot of good things. Why would God do this to you?"

The coffin reacted and said, "I was the one who told Qin Ze's fortune back then. It was indeed not a good fortune, but now I find that I can't see his face clearly."

"Xiao Geng, it seems that ever since Shi Bei appeared and you and Shi Bei failed to fulfill their engagement, things started to go wrong at home. First your condition worsened, then Xiao Li had an accident and was imprisoned, and then Xiao Ying and I also had a close call. Something went wrong.”

"On the other hand, after Qin Ze and Shi Bei got together, everything went so smoothly without any big problems. Hey, what went wrong? Now I think your dream was right. Maybe it was your parents secretly Guidance and providence.”

She pretended to sigh softly, and sure enough she found Zhou Shen clenching his hands.

There was also the struggle in his eyes.

"Wait for me a moment, I have something else I want to ask Mr. Zihuai back."

He ran away.

Seeing that the important matter had been accomplished, Zhou Tong waited where he was without any hurry.

The man in white robe inside was not surprised when he saw him coming in, and even offered him a new cup of tea.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the second cup of tea for you. Try it first and ask if you have any questions after drinking it."

Zhou Shen finished his cup of tea in a rare hurry, "I heard that you are a very powerful magician. Can I ask you a question?"

"please say."

There was a small whirlpool in the center of the teacup, spinning slowly in his hand.

"I want to know if I have a rare bond with another person, will the other person fall in love with me?"

The man in white robe chuckled and stopped his hand. At this point, the whirlpool in the cup stopped.

"You both have a bond. It's been fate for several lifetimes. She was meant to be with you."

Zhou Shen was silent.

It was the man in white robe who broke the deadlock, "If we are not together, either something went wrong, or someone temporarily took your place and enjoyed everything that should have been yours."

Zhou Shen was stunned for a few seconds. Many things finally became clearer today.

For example, maybe Shi Bei really should belong to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Zihuai. I will leave without disturbing Mr. Zihuai's tea tasting."

"Okay."

In the distance, a vague and vague voice sounded behind him, "Mr. Zhou, if there is an immoral way to make the person you are bound to directly belong to you now, do you want to try it?"