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Su Nanzhi: ""
? ? Okay, sleep.
Su Nanzhi went in with a pale face.
The one you just summoned was a priest from the underworld, and it took a bit of spiritual energy.
¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on in the underworld, it¡¯s all due to my negligence at work.
Su Nanzhi lay down as soon as she got back on the bed. She didn't bother to wash away the smell of blood on her body, so she just threw a cleaning charm on herself. This time there was a cold human-shaped pillow in my arms.
This time it¡¯s really Jiang Xiaoyu.
¡°It¡¯s just that Su Nanzhi was really tired this time, so she subconsciously pushed herself into her boyfriend¡¯s arms and that was it.
In a daze, she still insisted on finishing talking about how she accidentally hugged the wrong boyfriend.
This kind of thing cannot happen again.
But you must have an attitude of admitting your mistakes.
She couldn¡¯t hear clearly what Xiaoyu said.
The silver hair of the man next to her became a little toy in her hands as usual. Jiang Xiaoyu's hands, which were too beautiful to be considered men, gently stroked Sunan Zhi's face.
In the darkness, Su Nanzhi¡¯s body burst into flames uncontrollably.
This fire cannot burn the bed and bedding, nor can it burn Jiang Yu, a ghost belonging to the Yin category.
In the light of the fire, a handful of fat little flames appeared again. It rubbed Jiang Yu's fingers with familiarity, and it felt warm when it fell on Jiang Yu's hand. It was not at all as cruel as when dealing with other ghosts.
Jiang Yu Tan reached out and lit the flame tip of the small flame, and it spun around in circles with joy.
The way the little fat boy spins in circles is obviously very cute.
Jiang Yu was amused by it. A line of silver light emitted from his fingers and lit on the tip of the small flame. It swayed back and forth comfortably, resembling a tumbler.
"Go to sleep quickly, don't disturb her to rest." Jiang Xiaoyu pinched the tip of the flame and said to the little flame.
So the little fat man reluctantly restrained his energetic spirit and slowly disappeared in front of Jiang Yu.
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Su Nanzhi really slept long enough this time.
The next day, someone from the hotel came to tell Jiang Beiyu what happened to the young man named Liu the night before:
Ask the other party to pay the long-term room fee immediately.
And Director Liu wanted to invite him to lunch.
Jiang Beiyu only glanced at the arrears of the room payment of Mr. Liu, and glanced at Manager Tong who came over to serve as a target with a half-smile.
¡°It seems like your hotel has been doing charity for so long?¡±
Manager Tong: ""
It¡¯s another day when I feel like my job is not guaranteed.
It¡¯s also difficult for Manager Tong, he is just a part-time worker.
He can¡¯t afford to offend the director¡¯s relatives, and he can¡¯t afford to offend the prince even more.
No matter how true the hearsay is, it is just hearsay that the heir to the Jiang family wants to change partners.
"If Director Jiang has a lot of money and doesn't want to spend it with his son, can he still spend it with him?"
It¡¯s better to be practical in life.
Jiang Beiyu didn't embarrass him, just said a few words and let him go.
This is clearly Lao Jiang¡¯s property, so what does it have to do with his eldest son, who is said to have lost his right to inherit?
An unfilial son must act like an unfilial son.
There is such an interesting thing.
Since then, rumors have spread from nowhere that Jiang Beiyu has been kicked out of the house.
In his WeChat friend list, he was originally blocked, but many others released him.
There are two reasons.
One is to post on various WeChat Moments to directly or indirectly mock him, the eldest young master of the Jiang family.
The other is to curse directly in the chat window.
There are mostly women here, but there are also men.
Jiang Beiyu: It¡¯s really good. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com