Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Without going out in the afternoon, Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang stayed in the hotel all afternoon.

Zhou Xufang almost treated him as a patient to take care of her. When he took a bath, she was terrified and worried. She stood at the door and gave various warnings.

"Jianzhi, don't wash it for too long."

According to the Internet, you cannot touch water for a long time after tattooing.

"You can only shower."

Not to soak in water.

By the way, there is: "Don't use shower gel."

There may be any additives in the shower gel. You can only use water after the tattoo.

Also: "The water temperature cannot be adjusted too high."

If it is too high, it will burn and cause secondary damage to the tattooed area.

The Internet also said: "Don't rub the tattoo with your hands."

Will get inflammation!

"Zhou Xufang," Jiang Zhi turned off the water, "Why don't you come in and wash me?"

As serious as Zhou Xufang: "No, men and women are not getting married."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Zhou Xufang temporarily avoided, giving him space, oh, and one last thing. She went back to the bathroom door and carefully ordered: "After washing, you should use a clean and soft towel to dry water, wipe it slowly, and don't make it heavy."

Jiang Zhi laughed. It turned out that Lord Heiwuchang would be so long-winded.

At half past eight, he was having a video conference outside the suite.

Zhou Xufang stood at the door of the bedroom, beckoning to him.

He said ‘the meeting was suspended’ and asked Zhou Xufang: "What’s wrong?"

She ran over: "You want to go to bed early."

"It's just past eight."

"Go to bed early to recover quickly."

I don't know if I thought he had suffered multiple injuries.

However, seeing that she cares about him this way, he was in a good mood: "I will drive here today, go back and prepare the information, I have no patience, next time I ask three questions like this, I will resign myself."

After speaking, he turned off the video.

"You didn't turn it off just now?"

"Not closed."

Zhou Xufang frowned: "Then did they hear me?"

"What will happen if I hear it?"

She was very sad: "They will treat me as the kind of fairy who seduce you to sleep."

It's a fairy.

Hook him head over heels.

He smiled, his eyebrows could see the sinking, his eyes were madly entangled: "I don't know you are a goblin, I have to thank you, or I will scold you."

Maybe because it was too early, he didn't sleep, and changed his way to act like a baby.

"Zhou Xufang, I hurt."

Zhou Xufang became anxious when he heard his cry of pain, "What should I do?"

He lay like a delicate flower waiting to be ravaged: "You give me a blow."

"Oh."

She pulled up his clothes, lay on his stomach, and blew gently at the tattoo: "Now, does it still hurt?"

He grunted: "It hurts."

She kept blowing, blowing and blowing...

Xiaojiaohua has become a rascal.

His eyes are damp, and the head inside has rained, softly hooking people, and he even rakes in the back: "Fangbao, you seduce me."

She didn't.

He lay down, looking as if you could pick it up: "You are responsible."

Zhou Xufang went to the side and played dead.

He wrapped it up: "Fangbao, I will give you a mouthful, okay?"

"..."

OMG, this little fairy Jiang Zhi!

Going to bed early is impossible.

Jiang Zhi didn't go to bed until ten o'clock, and didn't know how long he had slept. He woke up midway, confused, and felt empty when he touched the pillow.

He immediately sat up, the room was very dark, the light was not turned on, and his head was faint, he was a little confused.

"Spinning treasure?"

"I'm here." She was sitting at his feet.

His hair was curled up by himself: "Why are you still up?"

Zhou Xufang was very energetic: "I want to guard your feet."

"?"

She said: "You can't let you kick around." He just got a tattoo and can't move around, but his sleep is very bad.

"Blindly worry about it." Jiang Zhi pulled her to lie down, "to sleep."

Oh, sleep.

She closed her eyes, brewing sleepiness, brewing, brewing...

He pressed one foot on her stomach.

She re-breds sleepiness, brewing, brewing...

He pressed over, rolled over on her, from the inside to the outside.

She opened her eyes, got up, and sat down at his feet.

Ah, Jiang Zhi sleeps so badly!

A week later, the scab on the tattoo was almost taken off, the black lettering was very clear, and her name was written under his right abdomen.

In the past few days, the imperial capital is heating up, getting hotter and hotter, and summer is approaching.

Jiang Zhi's body is basically healed, but the medicine is still being taken, Xu Jiuru will come to greet him every other time, and occasionally accompany Jiang Zhi to the hospital for examination.

On the night of May 15th, Jiang Zhi rested early.

He didn't seem to be in a good mood. He talked a lot less and said nothing. He hugged Zhou Xufang and kissed him. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly called her.

"Xu Fang."

Zhou Xufang immediately opened his eyes: "Yeah."

"Come with me to a place tomorrow."

"Where to go?"

"Graveyard." Jiang Zhi said, "Tomorrow is my mother's memorial day."

Jiang Zhi's mother went before him a hundred days ago.

Zhou Xu Fang nestled in his arms, holding him particularly obediently: "Should I prepare something?"

"No, the old house will prepare it."

She went to bed at nine.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, when Jiang Zhizhi got up, she had already packed up, and she was sitting at the table waiting for him. She made porridge and fried bacon and ham.

Jiang Zhi finished brushing his teeth: "When did you get up?"

"It's over six o'clock."

"Why get up so early?"

She went to the kitchen and brought out the bamboo basket, which contained food, fish and meat: "I think we should prepare the things for the cemetery."

Jiang Zhi only noticed that there were many sacrificial objects beside the table, packed in two large cardboard boxes.

She squatted next to the carton: "Let me see if there is anything missing."

Gold ingots, silver ingots, paper money, sandalwood...

"Who told you to prepare these?"

"My uncle." Zhou Xufang finished counting the things, a little regretful, "but I can't steam the fish and meat well, so I don't have time to redo it, so I have to use the ones prepared by the Jiang family." She looked at the time, "How can I pay it back? Don't send it over?"

Jiang Zhi glanced at the bamboo basket: "I just made it with you."

"Is it okay to get old?"

He said, "It's okay."

She noticed that his eyes were a little red.

"Jiang Zhi," she went to comfort him, "Don't be sad." She frowned, and she was also sad.

Jiang Zhi shook his head and hugged her: "I must have done a lot of good things in my last life."

Without accumulating a lot of blessings, how could he have the luck to meet such a good girl.

It was almost ten o’clock, Jiang Chuan’s prepared offerings and paper money were sent over, Jiang Zhi received it, and sent the people away. They didn’t use the things that Jiang’s sent, but Zhou Xufang’s.

Because of Xu Jiuru’s relationship with his mother’s memorial day, the Jiang family would not go to the cemetery. In previous years, Jiang Zhi went to the cemetery alone. This year is different, with Zhou Xufang.

His mother's cemetery is not in the same place as his father. It is remote but clean.

The sun is out today and the wind is blowing.

Jiang Zhi lighted a six-pillar incense and gave Zhou Xu spinning three-pillar. She held the incense and worked with him upright.

"This is my girlfriend Xu Fang, your future daughter-in-law."

Jiang Zhi stood in front of the grave and introduced the people around him like this.

The paper money was burned in a small stone-brick pit. The wind could not blow, only a few plumes of smoke.

When the money was almost gone, he added paper to it: "The food is made by Xu Fang. She is not very good at cooking, so please bear with me. I am not willing to let her cook."

Zhou Xufang did not speak, and put the lily he had brought in front of the tombstone.

"I have nothing to say to you. In the future, besides blessing me, I will also bless her." Jiang Zhi toasted three glasses of wine, burned the paper, and hoeed the grass in front of the grave before he took Zhou Xufang down the mountain. .

May 16 is also Lu Jingyuan's memorial day.

The cemetery was in the middle of the mountain. When the worship service was over, Lu Jingsong saw Jiang Zhi who had reached the foot of the mountain on the opposite road: "Isn't that the Jiang family boy?"

Lu Sheng walked behind and glanced at him: "What kid, someone has a name."

The Jiang family don't like the Lu family.

Similarly, the Lu family have no good feelings towards the Jiang family.

Lu Jingsong didn't use his name: "That kid, just after taking over the Jiang Group, he changed a lot of blood. The method is really vicious."

Like his father, he was cruel.

"Jiang is also fighting over that item of the Food and Drug Administration?" Lu Jingsong asked.

This project was initiated by the government. If it is selected as a partner, it will definitely gain both fame and fortune. Many medical companies have squeezed their heads into it, and everyone wants to get a share.

Lu Sheng said, "Jiang is our biggest competitor."

Both the Lu family and the Jiang family were in medical care. The two were evenly divided, and the position of the leader has been fighting for many years.

Although Lu Jingsong is not in the mall, he still understands the rules. He reminded his daughter: "Jiang family, everyone is insidious, so be careful."

Not afraid of open spears, but afraid of secret arrows.

Lu Sheng smiled like an angel: "It's like I'm not insidious."

"..."