Finally, after the three Mengbaos had tossed over, they also ate dinner and returned to the room to go to bed. Ji Ziming then took his pajamas and pushed open the door of Peggy's room.

Pei is lying on the bed in a pink pajamas with a thin material, and he is watching with a book in his hand. He heard the sound of the door being opened, his eyelids were never raised, and his voice was delicate and soft. "You Coming? "

She knew that during the day she was tossing him like this, she knew that what he said at night would not easily let her go.

Sure enough, Ji Ziming walked over with her pajamas in less than five minutes after she took a bath.

"You still know that I'm coming?"

Ji Ziming's voice was low, and the pajamas he held in his hand were suddenly thrown onto the bed, right in the middle of Peggy's heart.

"You ... woo ..."

Peggy raised his head to look at Ji Ziming because of his pajamas, but before he finished speaking, Ji Ziming, who was agile, blocked his red lips.

In the lips, people were "invaded" wantonly, and even the pink suspender pajamas on her body were torn off the satin by Ji Ziming, so the spring light was exposed.

"Today I hugged them, and you smiled a lot beside you?"

Ji Ziming's lips twitched, and Pei Ge's heart looked cold with an evil smile.

"I don't have it, I don't have it. I just looked at how hard you are."

Peig quickly explained that although the truth of the matter was indeed what Ji Ziming said, it did not mean that she was about to accept it.

"Oh? Do you think I'm working hard?"

Ji Ziming's deep eyes narrowed, and a dangerous signal was reflected in both eyes to see Peig, but Peig, who was pressed under his body, had no ability to fight back. She was pressed by Ji Ziming's two arms The whole person was exposed to his eyes.

"No, you are not hard at all, they are too heavy, yes, they are too heavy."

Peige looked at Ji Ziming in front of him, as if he didn't know how to find a reason to deal with Ji Ziming.

Looking at this posture, no matter how many reasons she looks for, she can't come to kill the anger in Ji Ziming's heart.

"Oh? Then do you think I'm not working hard?"

Ji Ziming's voice was low and confusing.

"No, no."

Peig suddenly realized that she had fallen into a trap set by Ji Ziming, no matter what she said.

After calmly thinking for a while, Peige said, "You are not tired, you are the most powerful man in the world."

When Pei Ge finished speaking, the smile on Ji Ziming's face was filled.

Suddenly, Ji Ziming turned on all the lights in the room, and the room seemed to be more hot in the evening like daylight, with the heavy breath of the voice of the people in the room.

"Then I will let you experience the most powerful man in the world."

Ji Ziming's lips twitched, and no matter what Pei said, he would never let her go tonight.

When the two ended, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. Pei Ge was weak on the chest lying on Ji Ziming's chest. Hearing the heartbeat from his chest, Hao Ran realized that it was all so real. It is so real that she is about to forget the news that Tang Xiaoyu has not yet found.

"Zi Ming, I ask you something."

Pei Ge closed his eyes and asked Ji Ziming aloud.

"Okay, you ask."

Ji Ziming put one hand behind his head and one arm around Peggy's shoulder, his delicate skin was extremely smooth.

"Xiaoyu has no news yet?"

"No."

Ji Ziming answered calmly, but his hand touched Peige's pink lotus arm slightly.

"Why haven't you found it yet, wouldn't your people have no intention of doing things?"

Peig raised his head and looked at Ji Ziming and asked.

It must be said that everyone under Ji Ziming is an elite among the elites. How could it not be possible to find Tang Xiaoyu yet? If it is not that the people under the staff are not doing things well, it is that Ji Ziming did not take this matter seriously at all, but Pegning would like to believe the former.

"No, the people under my hands are decent. You can rest assured, if there is news, I will tell you the first time. Don't you even want me to believe it?"

Ji Ziming was so sharp, he heard Peig lower his head and said no more.

After waiting for a while, I did n’t hear Peig ’s words, but I heard Peig ’s soft snoring sound.

Ji Ziming turned off the light lightly and put a thin quilt for Peguera, but he was thinking about how many times Pei came over and asked him about Tang Xiaoyu.

The next day, Ji Ziming and Pei were awakened by an emergency ringtone. The person calling was the captain of the bodyguard who was protecting Qu Xiujie in the hospital. Because it was an urgent matter, it was necessary to be in the first place. Tell Ji Ziming.

"President, Mr. Qu, was attacked last night."

The bodyguard's voice was calm. If Qu Xiujie was still sitting on the bed and playing games, he might have begun to worry about his job.

"now what?"

Hearing the news about Qu Xiujie, Ji Ziming's consciousness began to wake up.

"Tell me clearly, how is he now?"

Because of Ji Ziming's movements, Pei Ge also woke up and looked at Ji Ziming's expression sleepily, and his voice also became lazy, but when he heard Ji Ziming's serious tone, Pei Ge understood everything at once.

"President, you can rest assured that fortunately, we were here last night, and Mr. Qu did not have any problems, nor suffered any injuries."

The captain of the bodyguard wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and there were few opportunities for direct contact with Ji Ziming, but every contact made him cold and sweating, and the whole person seemed to lose a soul.

At this time Qu Xiujie picked up the newspaper on the bedside table and looked at it leisurely, and read it out loud.

"So, he has nothing to do now?"

Ji Ziming's narrow and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his arms stopped Peggy's shoulders, and his movements were elegant and charming.

"Yes, president."

The bodyguard captain nodded solemnly, fearing that Ji Ziming would not understand what he said.

"Got it, is there anything else?"

Ji Ziming breathed a sigh of relief. If something happened to Qu Xiujie, it wouldn't be handled simply. Mrs. Qu's method had not been taught by him. It was just a little bit worse than Ji Ziming.

"No more, President."

The captain of the bodyguard echoed the loud news report that Xiujie deliberately said.

"Ok."

Ji Ziming hung up the phone, and his voice was soft. He rubbed the beauty in his arms and became interested.

"What's wrong? Will Mr. Qu have anything?"

Pei Ge was lying on Ji Ziming's chest, his eyes lazy.