Chapter 1190 She and the Dog Cannot Coexist Peacefully

Chapter 1190 She and the dog cannot coexist peacefully

"That's natural." Zong Zhan raised his head and exhaled smoke, his voice became much lower, "With me here, nothing will happen to the Zong family. Unless one day I'm mad at her, then let's talk about it."

"She's not as bad as you think, at most she has more evil ideas." Shang Yu put down the towel casually, raised his eyes to look at Zong Zhan, "If it's really difficult, you can stop at any time."

Zong Zhan stared for a moment, leaned his head on the back of the chair and lowered his eyes jokingly, "Shang Xiaowu, don't tell me you want to interfere."

There was an imperceptible arc on the man's lips, "She is pretty and valued."

"My brother and sister have really bad eyesight." Zong Zhan stretched out his arms and flicked the cigarette ash, "Who cares about who is bad, who is so full of bad things."

Shang Yu glanced at him with deep eyes, and said meaningfully: "Since you don't like him so much, why bother chasing Nanyang?"

Zong Zhan's face darkened, "Shang Xiaowu, did you learn from He Xiaosi?"

The man stood up on his knees, and said four words in a thick voice, "That's the truth."

Zong Zhan stopped talking.

God damn it!

...

On the other side, Xi Luo in the living room stared at the little white tiger thoughtfully, then turned her head to look at Li Qiao after a while, "Is that tiger a gift from Bai Yan?"

"Yeah." Li Qiao propped her forehead, looked at her and smiled lightly: "How did you know that?"

Xi Luo licked the corner of her mouth, and then whistled towards the little white tiger, "I heard people from Yanmeng say that Bai Yan picked up a little white tiger from somewhere, and originally planned to keep it in the vegetable garden as a housekeeper The nursing home was given away by him later, so it probably belongs to it.”

"Picked up?"

Xi Luo shrugged: "Maybe it was stolen."

Li Qiao twitched the corners of her mouth as usual, and changed the subject, "Nanyang hasn't been doing much lately, so you don't plan to come back?"

"I won't come back for now." Xi Luo leaned over to pick up the apple, crossed Erlang's legs and took a bite, "Anyway, it's the same everywhere, Dijing is more intricate than Nanyang, those people dare not mess around."

"Brother Zong already knows?"

Xi Luo nodded, "That idiot is not easy to fool."

While speaking, that idiot happened to walk into the living room, and when he heard the words, he threw a knife at Xi Luo.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes and smiled secretly, feeling more and more that these two people are modern models of enemies.

In the middle of the afternoon, Xi Luo borrowed Li Qiao's big G car keys, and was about to go back to her apartment in Nanyang.

As soon as she got into the car, the co-pilot's door opened, and Zong Zhan got into the car majestically with a stern look all over his body.

Xi Luo had long acquiesced in the attributes of his dog-skin plaster, kicked the accelerator and drove away from the Huandao mansion in a hurry.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu's arms with a coffee cup in her hand, and said softly, "Brother Zong San seems to have a big opinion on her."

"Normal." The man put one hand in his pocket, and put the other around Li Qiao's shoulder, "He has been giving orders in the military all year round, but Xi Luo doesn't play cards according to common sense."

Li Qiao looked back at Shang Yu with a smile in her eyes, "It's a good match."

The man glanced at the direction in which the big G car was going away, and pursed his lips and said, "At least the third child doesn't hate her."

The third master of Emperor Jingzong, a master at calling the wind and rain.

If he really hated Xi Luo, no matter how sensitive her identity was, he would not waste time and effort in protecting her.

It is true that there are five brothers who value love and righteousness, but it is by no means unprincipled.

Zong Zhan delayed the military's retirement time for her, which is enough to show that many things are not as simple as they seem.

...

On the streets of Nanyang, a Mercedes-Benz Big G was constantly overtaking and merging into the line as if showing off its skills, which frightened many other vehicles to avoid them in a hurry for fear of being scratched.

At this time, Zong Zhan put his hands behind his head and squinted at the woman driving, "Have you ever driven a car? Speed ​​bumps are for you to slow down, not for you to take off."

Xi Luo held the steering wheel and snorted twice, "You talk so much nonsense in the military?"

"Want to know so much?" Zong Zhan leaned back contentedly, "Don't worry, third brother will let you see."

Xi Luo slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of the zebra crossing. Looking at Zong Zhan's inertial figure rushing forward, she smiled slyly, "Sorry, didn't you hit your head?"

She wasn't interested in his messy affairs in the military department.

At this moment, Xi Luo had no idea that Zong Zhan's words clearly meant something.

But she just thought about how to make things difficult for him, and didn't care at all.

Downstairs in the apartment, Xi Luo ignored Zong Zhan who was following her, twisted her waist and walked into the elevator.

She didn't press the floor, and looked at the man beside her deliberately, "Are you willing to follow in the single woman's apartment?"

Zong Zhan raised the corners of his lower lip in a straight posture, and pressed the eighteenth floor while talking, "Did Ms. Xi forget that we slept together in the same bed?"

Xi Luo looked at the lit up elevator buttons on the 18th floor, and satirized very bluntly, "That's right, nothing to be afraid of."

Zong Zhan's handsome face was suddenly clouded, "I live on the eighteenth floor, no wonder I'm so mean."

"The eighteenth floor recruited you?"

While the two were choking on each other, the elevator happened to arrive at the corresponding floor.

Zong Zhan walked out with a sneer on his lips, "Eighteen levels of hell, haven't you heard of it?"

Xi Luo thought for a while, and prepared to press the elevator back to the first floor without saying a word.

She and this bitch can't coexist peacefully.

At this time, the footsteps in the corridor didn't stop, accompanied by the man's standard Beijing accent, "Ms. Xi, if you really think that the security door can stop me, then you can continue to stand there stupidly."

Xi Luo closed her eyes and walked out of the elevator expressionlessly.

Hehe, he is a real dog.

The large one-story apartment is about two hundred square meters.

Perhaps it has been a long time since no one has lived there, and the room is full of dusty smell.

Xi Luo opened the balcony of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a gust of spring breeze blew by, and fine dust particles floated in the sunlight visible to the naked eye.

She turned around and picked up the lady's cigarette case on the coffee table, walked to the balcony, dusted the lounge chair casually, and sat down.

That back view was somewhat desolate and indifferent as if he refused to be thousands of miles away.

Zong Zhan walked around the nearly 100-square-meter living room and picked up a framed photo. The photo was a family portrait of a family of four.

The man raised his eyes to look at the balcony, and the woman in his sight was smoking a cigarette lazily, no matter how he looked at it, he looked dusty.

So Xi Luo just took a puff of a lady's cigarette, but Zong Zhan snatched it from his hand three seconds later and snuffed it out, "You have been smoking for more than a year, and you are not afraid of being poisoned!"

Xi Luo sighed for a long time, "Then give me one of yours."

"I didn't bring it." Zong Zhan wanted to sit on another lounge chair, but when he saw the dust on it, he frowned in disgust, "I didn't want to take something, so hurry up and take it away."

Xi Luo swayed her toes and deliberately sang a different tune, "Suddenly I don't want to leave, I plan to sleep at home for two nights, sir, do what you want."