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    Just kidding with you, are you angry?

    Zhao Ziming stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette, only Zhu Ke's words were in his mind.

    This group of women are too good at acting.

    Ms. Wu smiled and grabbed him and said, I came to the hotel with your father to see you, and I happened to meet Xiao Zhu's mother and father.  The two men were drinking coffee downstairs, and they contacted the front desk to lead the way, planning to give a surprise.  I didn't expect it to be a real surprise¡ª¡ª

    Zhu Ke's mother was also very polite, saying that her daughter was doing an internship here, so she also came to see it.

    Zhu, Zhu¡ª¡ª

    It was only then that he vaguely remembered that Ms. Wu seemed to have told her about a blind date named Zhu.  At that time, he was in a hurry to work, but he didn't hear clearly at all, and he simply didn't go.  After breaking the appointment, Ms. Wu made a scolding phone call, but let it go.

    In other words, he pushed for someone's blind date, then stayed in someone's hotel, and slept with his daughter?

    There is nothing more absurd in the world than this. He wanted to be a good person, but was forced to be a scumbag.

    Ms. Wu chattered excitedly, chatting with the two mother and daughter.  Afterwards, she came to him and said meaningfully, "Son, your father and mother are also decent people. Being approached by someone, it's such a coincidence. It can't be justified without mentioning the marriage. Look¡ª"  ¡ª¡±

    He was silent.

    Ms. Wu was very interesting and said deliberately, "You weren't forced, were you?"

    Zhao Ziming knew he was going to be laughed at, so he kept silent.

    Ms. Wu asked again, "Why don't you ask me, why is it such a coincidence?"

    Do you have any questions?  Zhu Ke's little girl is full of heart and soul, and her mother seems to cooperate.

    "That's right." Ms. Wu patted him, "You take care of the funeral yourself. Your father and I are adults, so we have to be reasonable, but children can mess around."

    The implication is that if his parents pretend to be good people and propose marriage, he is not willing to find a way to regret the marriage by himself.

    That's what I said, but my mother already had a gloating expression on her face.

    Zhao Ziming stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned around and went back to the room, and met Zhu Ke squarely.  She sent the two old people downstairs, and now she is back to clean up the battlefield.

    Without saying a word, he blocked her way with his hand, and pushed her shoulder to the wall with the other hand.

    The four eyes met, sparks burst out, and no one would let the other.

    Things are very clear here.

    Zhao Ziming was happy with Zhu Ke's blind date. He didn't care what kind of partner his parents found or who they entrusted. He just wanted to avoid trouble and came to this newly opened hotel to stay permanently.  Shit luck, the hotel I chose was the Zhu family's hotel, and I was brought right next to me.  He is a bit picky about eating, but how could he be so coincidental that he would pick a blind date?  How could I have imagined that this girl's big ideas are so scary?

    It should be the night when the two had sex, he seduced her with a carrot, which made Niu'er grudge.

    It was a conspiracy for someone to go directly to his parents.

    Everyone unite and catch the turtle in the urn.

    He, Zhao Ziming, fell.

    The more Zhao Ziming thought about it, the more angry he became, and his hands became stronger and stronger.

    Zhu Ke was a little out of breath, "Zhao Ziming, you want to kill me? You said you liked me just now, so you won't get angry when you are joking. What you said is farting, isn't it?"

    With vivid eyebrows and eyes, and a hot temper, all the gentleness shown before has disappeared.

    Oscar won't give her an award, it's a lost cause.

    He let go of his hand slightly, and she covered her shoulder and rubbed it, "A big man, isn't he so narrow-minded? You didn't come on the day of the blind date, which made me lose face, and I don't hold grudges against you."

    Don't hold grudges?  Have no regrets to have today's performance?

    "You did it on purpose?" He hoarsely said, "Your family arranged for you to come here on purpose?"

    Zhu Ke raised his chin, "But you hook me up first."

    Zhao Ziming froze for a moment, yes, he ignored it first.

    "When are you going to see my mother?"

    "The second day after you seduced|raped me, I think it's better to let your family know about it in advance, so as not to reveal it and say that my family is plotting against you." Zhu Ke was slightly sarcastic, "After all, you, Mr. Zhao, are fat, and everyone wants to  Take a bite out of you."

    Temptation|rape?  Zhao Ziming was really going crazy. He looked at the sparkling diamonds on her neck that he had just put on, and said hoarsely, "That's called consensuality, don't use f*cking words."

    Inevitably, Zhao Ziming swears, showing his prototype.

    "Consensual love?" Zhu Ke smiled, "Then why are you angry now? Since we are consensual, wouldn't it be a good time for your mother and mine to run into each other?"

    mb, this woman suddenly changedLet's go home.

    After that, the old mother accompanied her to Zhao's house.

    The mistress of the Zhao family, surnamed Wu, has a broad heart and a fat body. She looks very amiable, and she is also very affectionate to unexpected visitors.

    ?My old mother and her chatted about the housework, reached a mutual understanding on the matter of Zhao Ziming's missed blind date, and exchanged a lot of gossip, and finally the topic turned back to the marriage of the children.

    After the prelude was finished, Zhu Ke directly served the main meal.

    It was also a coincidence that Zhao Ziming was staying in their hotel, and she was transferred by the leader to be a housekeeper.  Internship rotations are also common.  But because of a coincidence, she knew his identity, but he didn't.  I'm worried about trouble later, so I'll let you know first.

    Ms. Wu was a little surprised at first, but then she found it interesting, and looked Zhu Ke up and down.  She asked, "Did that brat play tricks on you?"

    It's more than flamboyant, it's already hooked.

    Zhu Ke blushed and said nothing.

    Ms. Wu pulled Zhu Ke's mother to be more affectionate, and said reassuringly, "My son is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so why worry about it? You work normally, and the children's affairs are trivial, so let it go."

    At this point, Zhu Ke got a Shangfang sword.

    In the beginning, she just paved the way for herself and the Zhu family, being frank and frank, with fewer enemies.

    In other words, she has expectations for Zhao Ziming.

    That kind of expectation, along with the feelings between men and women, gradually evolved into liking.

    She likes his face, his body, and his voice; she also likes his confident expression when he talks freely; she prefers his slightly domineering appearance in the relationship between the sexes.

    Just thinking about it requires possession.

    He is hers.

    When she asked him, do you like it?

    When he said he liked it, she was really happy.

    But when she thought of his tentative little moves, she became angry.

    Zhao Ziming, bastard, likes training|teaching, right? Then let her like it enough.

    Worst of all¡ª¡ª

    Zhu Ke sighed, the worst thing to do was to offend him, the two broke up, and he left the hotel.

    But after all, he was sorry for her first, leaving a life alive, and she can also leave another way for the future.

    Zhu Ke comforted himself in this way, got up according to the alarm clock, and went to open the door of the suite according to Zhao Ziming's time.

    One day in the post of housekeeper is one day of duty.

    The door opened, but the son of the Zhao family didn't leave.

    He had already packed up and looked at her with a little indifference.

    She pulled out a smile, "Mr. Zhao, are you still there?"

    "Fake it, pretend it for me." He said, "I'll see how long you can pretend it."

    Zhu Ke kept smiling, "Mr. Zhao, I would like to give you a moral reminder. I received a notification from my mother this morning that I have made an appointment with my respected parents to discuss the marriage. If you have any objections, please communicate with your respected parents as soon as possible to avoid future  There are regrets."

    Zhao Ziming leaned over and looked her eyes carefully, "What do you mean?"

    "I like Mr. Zhao very much, especially the hotel you are going to manage for me." She breathed out, "Don't worry, after I get married, I will make my father very happy. Do you like it?"

    "By the way, the set of jewelry you gave me yesterday is very beautiful, isn't it expensive?" Zhu Ke said again, "I like it very much. If you are engaged and married, please prepare from the same designer, thank you."

    "Master, you have achieved your goal, are you happy now?"

    Zhao Ziming pinched her face, she is really a vengeful woman.

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