Zhou Xuanji lived on the 12th floor. When he was sliding to the 10th floor, he stopped for a while, then took out a red double joy from his pocket, slowly lit it up, and started to suck it.

In the tenth floor, a eleven-year-old girl was sitting at the desk writing her homework. When she looked up, she saw the calm face of the outer Xuanji, and a hint of fear flashed across her face.

Zhou Xuanji smiled at her, then shook his hand slightly at her, and finally slid down directly, like a bat, looking extremely light and agile.

The little girl quickly stood up, opened the door directly, looked down, and shouted crisply while looking: "Wow, Batman! Mom, come to Batman!"

The red flame on the cigarette butt gradually disappeared into the darkness. Zhou Xuanji's body still swayed left and right as it descended, with an indescribable sense of rhythm.

When he slid down to the first floor, his body stood straight on the ground, as if he had stepped over from one side, extremely calm.

Only then did he look up at him, the little girl was still looking down at him, her eyes were bright, which made him smile slightly, and finally waved to her, then turned around and walked towards the small garden on one side.

On the wooden bench in the small garden, Xiao Qiong was still wearing a big red dress with a side shoulder, sitting quietly with her left leg on her right leg, with a bit of calmness.

Her hands were folded on her knees. Because of her movement, her legs curved her red dress was extremely round, looking like the most beautiful fishtail of a mermaid. A small piece of jade-like ankle was exposed under the hem of the skirt, which set off her fair and round shoulders, and the only thing that was reflected was radiant and beautiful.

But at this moment, her mood is not as calm as she looks on the outside. The calmness of her appearance is for others to see. This is a necessary quality for a high-quality mature woman. Even if she appreciates her, she is always showing her most beautiful side, which is a woman-like pride.

But her heart was a little up and down. She didn't know why she was sitting here. She had the courage to send a text message to Zhou Xuanji. Thinking of these things, her face couldn't help but feel extremely hot.

Originally, she had no particular impression of Zhou Xuanji, but she just met in the car smashing incident. However, a series of things that happened later made her feel a little curious about Zhou Xuanji. Until tonight, she was humiliated in all aspects at the banquet.

But the strength of the mature woman made her bear the smile and did not show any compromise or concession to those people. However, Zhou Xuanji's appearance at the right time made those people look down on her face, and even Yuan Chang was taken away. According to Zhao Lengyue, that must have been something Zhou Xuanji arranged.

After these things, and she was already suffering from Zhou Xuanji, although she felt that pain was better than pain for a lifetime. But after these comparisons, she suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in her heart. Somehow, an inexplicable emotion surged into her heart. A sense of dependence on Zhou Xuanji appeared in her heart.

"Xiao Qiong, Xiao Qiong, what are you thinking! You have been waiting for more than ten minutes. Not only did this man not come down, but he didn't even reply to a text message. This is obviously something that he is escaping. Is he also such a person? I have to let me put my face down and beg him so that he can highlight his man's vanity?"

Xiao Qiong murmured to himself. Although his posture remained unchanged, there was a bit of loneliness in the corner of his eyes. After this womanly resentment, she straightened her waist and murmured again: "But women need to choose after all, please beg you. Anyway, I have lost face in front of you. Instead of being ruined by other men, it is better to find a man who feels comfortable."

As she murmured, she took out her phone again and slowly entered a line of text messages: Zhou Xuanji, don't worry, I'm not here to force a marriage, I'm just tired, and want to find a man to lean on his shoulder, and for now, you are the man I like the most. In fact, for me, I just need a man. As for whether you marry me, it doesn't matter. I don't think so...

When she wrote this, she hesitated for a moment, and then began to delete and reduce the amount. She sighed while deleting it and murmured: "It is not my style to show weakness in front of men... But if I don't show weakness, then his vanity will definitely not be satisfied..."

Just when she was in a dilemma, Zhou Xuanji slowly walked out of a small path wearing vest shorts and a pair of home slippers, with a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were quite deep, with a bit of brightness, and a scent of bathing was scattered.

Xiao Qiong raised her eyebrows and looked at him, and finally burst out laughing. But just laughed out loud, she suddenly felt something was wrong. The next moment she covered her mouth with her bare hands, blinked her big eyes, revealing a bit of playful smell.

Zhou Xuanji felt relieved. When he saw Xiao Qiong, he vaguely knew her determination. After all, a woman waited for him below for more than ten minutes, which was a gesture in itself.

Walking straight over, Zhou Xuanji sat beside her, holding her hands on the edge of the chair, raising her eyebrows to the depths of the green belt in the community. At this moment, no one spoke first.

However, compared to Zhou Xuanji, Xiao Qiong's fingers were entangled in both hands, which felt a little nervous. Her fingers were slender and round, as white as green onions, and still felt round and jade-like.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Xiao Qiong is a few years older than Zhou Xuanji, but this is the first time she is in the matter between men and women, but Zhou Xuanji has experienced the troubles.

"Xiao Qiong..." Zhou Xuanji called out softly, withdrew his gaze, staring at Xiao Qiong's long legs with some fear. The large curve that was supported exuded a unique roundness of a woman, which made his eyes exude a hint of praise. This was indeed a woman who was considered the best.

"Hmm?" Xiao Qiong let out a faint nasal sound and agreed, but his slender neck was still hanging, but he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Zhou Xuanji then moved his eyes to her face in surprise, shook his head slightly and said, "Do you have something to do with me?"

A sense of grievance suddenly surged in Xiao Qiong's heart. Finally, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Xuanji, with a bit of a strong mature woman's taste: "Why, can't you find me if I'm fine?"

After saying that, there was a hint of a sense of arrogance in her eyes. She raised her neck and said, "Zhou Xuanji, no matter what, you slept with me. Although I didn't plan to make you responsible, I wanted to talk to you about some things, right?"

With Zhou Xuanji's experience as a prodigal son, she naturally could see Xiao Qiong's little thoughts at a glance. Rather than saying that she was expressing her attitude to Zhou Xuanji, she was acting spoiled.
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