Suddenly, Zu Qi only felt a cold in front of him. When he recovered from the violent impact, he saw that his clothes were like two fluttering handkerchiefs, torn off by Xue Jue and thrown to the side.

Zu Qi: "..."

The alarm is maximized!

The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming!

The bad ideas that had been full of anger to Xue Jue just now disappeared without a trace. He opened his eyes in horror and waved his hands desperately to sit up.

However, Xue Jue volleyed over Zu Qi and locked his hands tightly on the bed.

Xue Jue's eyes were filled with a deep chill. He squinted dangerously, and looked at Zu Qi with a panic expression for a moment: "I have warned you time and time again, don't challenge my bottom line."

A man who can stretch and shrink.

Zu Qi, who took this sentence to its fullest, immediately showed a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and said sincerely: "Brother, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't challenge your limits. Your lord has a lot to let me go. Horse."

Xue Jue glanced at Zu Qi coldly, and then squeezed out two words from his teeth: "It's late."

Speaking of Xue Jue suddenly got up, the next second he stretched out his hand to pick up Zuqi's fancy shorts.

"what-"

Zu Qi let out a scream like a pig, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his bulging belly was pitifully exposed to the air, and he was immediately embarrassed with shame.

He was busy pulling the pants that Xue Jue had retreated halfway with his hands left and right, as if grasping the last straw that represented his fragile self-esteem.

"Xue Jue, you're a **** beast!" Zu Qi could not help but yell, "You don't even let the pregnant person go, are you worthy of being a human?!"

As the voice fell, Xue Jue, who concentrated on taking off his pants, stopped, raising his eyes to look at Zu Qi.

At this moment, Zu Qi felt as if there were two shining sharp blades flying straight towards him, frightened his chest and hugged his body subconsciously.

Silence spread arbitrarily in the air. I don’t know how long it took, Xue Jue suddenly let go of him and got out of bed, and said lightly, “Don’t worry, I’m not interested in **** others.”

Zu Qi lay on the bed panting heavily. He was obviously relieved when he heard these words. He supported the bed with both hands and prepared to get up.

"Don't move." Xue Jue, who was walking away, said suddenly.

Thinking of Xue Jue's eyes that were cold to the North Pole just now, the life-saving Zu·Zou Bao Qi suddenly stiffened, and then he continued to lie on his back, not even daring to move.

Xue Jue seemed to have opened the closet, and soon he heard the sound of him digging through the clothes. Not long after he walked back and chatted, holding a few clothes in his hand, standing high on the bedside looking down at Zu Qi .

"If you had such a sense of chastity at that time, we wouldn't have to torture each other to this day." Xue Jue curled his mouth sarcastically.

Zu Qi flushed with shame under Xue Jue's gaze, gritted his teeth and pulled the torn clothes next to him to cover his uplifted belly. He was uneasy and asked vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"

The arc of Xue Jue's mouth gradually expanded: "You'll know in a moment."

Steward Zhang and assistant Xiao Zhao, who were guarding the door, vaguely heard the screams coming from the room. On the contrary, Mr. Xue had no sound at all, as if they were sprayed out by Zu Qi and could not resist.

Steward Zhang had both hands behind him, and his eyes looked forward indifferently, as if he hadn't heard the slightest sound.

However, Xiao Zhao's face was full of worries, and from time to time he ran to the window for a while, and because the curtains were closed inside, he couldn't see anything, so he went back to his original position dejectedly.

"Uncle Zhang." Xiao Zhao hesitated, "Didn't you go in and give away the cosmetics? What's going on inside? Nothing will happen to Xue, right?"

Steward Zhang said calmly: "What can happen to Xue? The person you need to worry about should be another."

Xiao Zhao was surprised: "You said Mr. Zu?"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the door behind him suddenly opened. Xiao Zhao hurriedly turned around and froze for a moment after seeing the scene before him. Then he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What a laugh! Haven't you seen anyone put on makeup!" At this time, Zu Qi was like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body. Everyone had to stab each other in an unhappy mood.

Zu Qi never dreamed that Xue Jue would retaliate against him in this way. When Xue Jue pushed him to the mirror in the bathroom a few minutes ago, he was shocked and almost collapsed while covering his face.

Who is the clown in the mirror who rubbed a layer of flour and made a mouthful of blood!

Damn it! Xue Jue is planning to take him on stage to sing, right? !

Doesn’t the make-up go this way, okay? Straight guys, please don’t touch the cosmetics.

Oh no, Xue Jue is strictly speaking half a curvy man... Don't joke about cosmetics if you have a handicapped man! It just turned him into a ghost.

The point is, what is his pink shirt with black and white sweatpants? He also wore a red tie around his neck, and he thought he had run out of a neurological hospital.

However, Zu Qi's series of acts against Xue Jue really had no way of doing anything. Xue Jue tied his hands and feet with ropes throughout the whole process, and he did not have the slightest chance to struggle.

Until the end, the confused Zu Qi simply gave up resisting and let Xue Jue toss around him indiscriminately.

Anyway, the reputation of the original owner is about to grow negatively in this world. He doesn't care about one more black spot. Instead, Xue Jue is well-known in the upper class at home and abroad. If you lose it, you will lose Xue Jue's face.

Seeing Zu Qi almost turned into a pufferfish, Xiao Zhao quickly reduced his smile, but his facial features that twitched from time to time still betrayed his emotions.

Xue Jue stood beside Zu Qi very calmly: "Uncle Zhang, is the car ready?"

"It's ready." Manager Zhang nodded slightly and made a please gesture. "The driver is waiting in front."

Zu Qi followed Xue Jue for a while with a gloomy expression, and then got into the back seat of the car.

The driver started the car, drove through the tree-lined path with seven bends and eight turns, and slowly drove out of the resort.

Both the air quality and the scenery in the suburbs are much better than those in the city. Looking around, there are all spacious roads, and occasionally a few cars pass by.

Zu Qi felt that the interior of the car was very boring, so he opened the window one-third, and the cool wind blew into it. Zu Qi sighed contentedly, and the bad mood was relieved somehow.

Ugly is ugly, doesn't he want this effect?

It's better to be so ugly that Xue Jue is disgusting, and Xue Jue can't wait to kick him away.

After so much self-comfort, Zu Qi's face was not as ugly as before. He was like a satisfying cat, with his eyes slightly closed and leaning against the car window, enjoying the cool breeze.

The static Zuqi looks much better than the dynamic one. His eyelashes are long and curled, and when they hang down, a layer of shadow falls on the smooth and fair skin. His lips are particularly full, beautiful in shape, and the lip color is pale pink. , The hair is a natural chestnut color, some natural curls, at first glance it looks like a mixed race...

Of course, this is Zuqi before makeup. After makeup, even if he deliberately plays handsome, he looks like a big show.

Xue Jue turned his head and looked at Zu Qi expressionlessly for a while, and then winked at the driver in the rearview mirror.

So Zuqi only blew the wind for less than a minute, and the car window was rolled up.

Suddenly awakened, Zu Qi was furious, turned his head and shouted: "Why are you closing my car window!"

Xue Jue shrugged his shoulders, quite innocent: "Do you think I can close the windows in my position?"

Zu Qi stared at the driver in front.

"..." The cold sweat on the driver's face came out like a waterfall. Look at this pot, it is big and round.

Zu Qi couldn't sleep anymore. He sat with his stomach upright, sulking his chest with his hands. Not long after, he suddenly saw Xue Jue next to him leaning on the back of the chair and falling asleep.

Zu Qi: "..." Bastard.

An hour later, the car stopped at a splendid clothing custom shop exuding RMB atmosphere. The driver got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.

Zu Qi, who had already done enough psychological homework for herself, saw the shiny golden door, suddenly shrank into a quail, grabbed the car door to death and refused to go out.

Xue Jue stood outside watching a good show with a smile, not forgetting to mock a few words: "Don't you like to dress like this? How do you know that you are embarrassed now?"

Zu Qi broke down and retorted: "Who said I like this kind of dress? This dress is obviously for neuroses. Does it compare with my panties?!"

Xue Jue's mouth turned down, and his expression was slightly cold: "In my eyes, there is no difference between these two dresses. If you like it, I can let you wear it for the rest of your life."

Zu Qi was silent again.

He could feel that Xue Jue's remarks were not a joke, but that he could do it.

In the eyes of Zuqi, Xue Jue was just a paper figure framed in several settings. It was not until he really faced Xue Jue that he realized that this man was actually a living person of flesh and blood, and his actions and things were all in accordance with His identity and character come from, rather than those three-word character settings.

After a stalemate for a while, Xue Jue made a compromise first, took out the cleansing tissue prepared by the housekeeper Zhang from the car, and got into the car to carefully wipe off the makeup on Zuqi's face.

No matter what Xue Jue does, he takes a very serious attitude. Even if he just removes makeup for Zu Qi, he takes care of every inch of Zu Qi's face.

The two were almost face-to-face, and all the warm breath of Xue Jue's breath was spilled on Zu Qi's face. Zu Qi pursed her lips in embarrassment, and she was so bored that she had to look at Xue Jue's appearance.

The appearance of the affectionate male partner is naturally needless to say. Putting him on a street corner will cause a 200% turnaround rate, but Xue Jue frowns very much, naturally giving birth to a sense of distance.

When Zuqi was thinking about it, Xue Jue quickly removed his makeup for him.

"What do you think?" Xue Jue asked as he cleaned up the trash.

Zu Qi subconsciously replied: "Otherwise, how about you go to a makeup training class?" At least I can make him look good next time.

Xue Jue: "..."