The tail sound of Xunyin is very light, so it looks a bit seductive.

There was a little smile on the corners of the eyebrows, but the smile only felt full of evil spirits.

It was an evil spirit that knew the danger but still wanted to be attracted by him.

"Little Demon, why are you watching me like that?"

"Come here." Chu Zheng stretched out her hand.

Xunyin stared at the white and slender hand and pulled the corner of his lips: "Are you ordering me?"

Even the woman Xiao Yue didn't dare to talk to him like this.

The powerful monster was very dissatisfied with it.

This little demon is simply despised.

Chu Zheng withdrew her hand, stood up, and under Xunyin's dangerous gaze, she pushed him onto the sofa.

You can't come, I can come here!

Isn’t it just me? I’m just a mountain!

Xunyin's pupils were indented: "Little Demon, you..."

The following words were blocked by Chu Zheng.

The phone fell to the ground, and with a snap, the clothes with complicated patterns fell to the ground, blocking the game interface on the phone that had not yet exited.

-

On the sofa, the two of them were not dressed in a well-dressed manner, but there was no too ambiguous scene.

Xunyin lay on his side, Chu Zheng was lying beside him, his head against his chest, and his golden hair was entangled with his ink hair.

Xunyin picked up a strand of his fingertips and gently twisted it.

He had seen so many monsters before, but there was no monster that could make him feel special.

Not to mention making him moved.

The little demon looked a little annoying, but she was very happy that she got closer...

Every time she touches and kisses, she can cause palpitations.

It seems to be a feeling brought from the depths of the soul.

So clear and profound.

Xunyin put down that strand of hair.

"You'd better not touch the demon tower. Little demon, don't die. I want to try to like you now."

Xunyin felt Chu Zheng hugging him and buried his face in his arms: "I won't die, I still want to protect you."

When did Xunyin be held and said, "I still want to protect you."

My heart trembled.

Xunyin took two words after a while: "Show off."

Chu Zheng didn't make a sound for a while, Xunyin pushed her and found that she seemed to be asleep.

Xun Yin couldn't help laughing: "I'm not afraid that I will kill you."

-

Zhongliluo was wearing a small suit and his translucent leather shoes could show his figure. Standing in the corridor, he was like a little prince.

But at this time the little prince seemed a little anxious, and his white and tender face was almost wrinkled together.

"Young Master, don't worry." Zhuang Ji squatted down.

"They are all so fierce..." Zhongli Luo said: "I don't like them."

“…It’s okay, I’m here.”

"Brother Ji." Zhongliluo grabbed Zhuang Ji, as if he put all his hope on Zhuang Ji.

Zhuang Ji took a deep breath.

Today is the company's shareholders' meeting.

After Zhongliluo's parents passed away, the only heir was Zhongliluo, but Zhongliluo was too young and he would not attend such a shareholders' meeting.

I don’t know why he was suddenly notified this time and said that there was something very important and that Zhongliluo needed to attend the meeting.

Zhuang Ji guessed that something might have happened.

But he didn't expect that this group of people would unite and try to swallow the entire company.

These people didn't even do face and forced them openly.

Too……

Now, Zhongli’s home is all he and the young master.

The young master is still so young, and in their eyes, he is also a half-aged child.

What these people want to do is not just do whatever they want, and there is no need to cover up anything.

Although Zhongli Luo didn't understand very well, he also knew that the group of people had no kindness and did not agree.

Zhongliluo disagreed, and this group of people urged the company employees to go on strike and resign, and reported all kinds of things to Zhongliluo.

The company fell into chaos in just a few days.

Zhuang Ji was not very familiar with the company. He used to learn everything he learned at Zhongli's home.

"Brother Ji..."

Zhong Liluo opened his hazy face and saw Zhuang Ji writing at his desk, ran over and crawled towards him: "Brother Ji, I have a nightmare."

Zhuang Ji put down his pen and asked patiently: "What nightmare did the young master have?"

"I dreamed that you died, so much blood..." Zhongliluo grabbed his sleeve: "Brother Ji, you won't die, right?"

Zhuang Ji thought of what happened last time and said solemnly: "Young Master, if one day I really die..."

"No, Brother Ji will not die." Zhongli Luo hugged him.

Zhuang Ji couldn't say the cruel words behind him.

He patted Zhongliluo on the back: "Well, I will protect the young master."

Zhuang Ji coaxed Zhongliluo to sleep, put the person back to the bedroom, returned to the desk, looked at the documents that he could hardly understand, and rubbed his forehead.

What to do...

What should I do if my young master loses the company in the future?

Zhuang Ji didn't close his eyes for several days in a row, and he was a little erratic.

"Zhuang Ji!"

Zhuang Ji turned around and looked at Yu Su, dressed in a gangster, waved to him.

An expensive luxury car parked next to him, which was in a strange contrast with his low dress.

"Mr. Yu." Zhuang Ji maintained aristocratic etiquette.

"Just call it, it's so awkward." Yu Su waved his hand: "I heard something happened to your company?"

“…”

Yu Su handed over a card: "The boss said that if you agree to talk about the Demon Tower and the company's affairs, she will help you solve it."

Yu Su didn't care about Zhuang Ji's reaction and stuffed it into his hands.

"I have something to do, let's leave first. If you think about it clearly, call the phone above."

-

Chu Zheng was not sure that Zhuang Ji would call him. After all, Zhuang Ji and Zhongli Luo were both underages and their ideas were different from ordinary people.

Who knows if they will be desperate.

But in just two days, Chu Zheng received a call from Zhuang Ji.

There was a loud and noisy sound on the other side of the phone, like a man running on the bustling street.

Zhuang Ji's voice came over anxiously and shatteredly with the wind: "I'll talk to you about saving the young master, the Demon Tower."

"Location."

Zhuang Ji quickly signed up for a location.

Chu Zheng hung up the phone and was about to go out. Xunyin's door suddenly opened: "Where are you going?"

"go out."

"I want to go, too."

"I'll be back soon..."
To be continued...