Chapter 683

Outside, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, raindrops the size of beans knocked on the window, making a crackling sound.

A song "At Least There Is You" moved Jian Qiu to tears, and after returning to the hotel, she completely let herself go.

In the end, Zhou Andong surrendered, and even his physique was ravaged until his waist was sore and his legs were weak.

Zhou Andong smoked a post-coital cigarette, looking at Jian Qiu who was lying in his arms like a little cat.

"Why are you so excited today?"

Jian Qiu arched her body, lying in Zhou Andong's arms in a more comfortable position, her voice lazy and hoarse, with an indescribable temptation.

"To reward you for writing such a nice song for me."

Speaking of this, Jian Qiu slightly raised her head, looking at the hard stubble on Zhou Andong's chin, and touched it with her hand.

"Let me tell you, since I can remember, I've never shed tears. But this song of yours made me cry my eyes out."

Zhou Andong lowered his head and kissed Jian Qiu's hair: "I don't know if I can meet you in the next life, so in this life, I will try my best to give you the best."

Jian Qiu was moved to tears: "Do you say, people really have a next life?"

Zhou Andong said uncertainly: "There should be!"

Jian Qiu murmured: "If there is a next life, I must find you and marry you again."

Zhou Andong gently stroked Jian Qiu's smooth back: "I dare not think about the next life, I am content to have you in this life."

Jian Qiu still murmured: "Husband, let's have a child."

Zhou Andong was stunned: "Alright, but we have to handle your mother first, otherwise she will really be angered to death."

"When can we handle your mother-in-law." Jian Qiu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Zhou Andong thought for a moment: "New Year's, I'll go to your house."

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear a reply, Zhou Andong lowered his head and found that Jian Qiu had fallen asleep.

"Ha!"

Zhou Andong chuckled, looking at this woman who was also exhausted.

Pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and reached out to turn off the light.

The next morning, when Zhou Andong woke up, the sound of flowing water came from the bathroom, along with singing.

"If I can give up the whole world, at least there is you, worth my cherishing..."

Zhou Andong chuckled, turned over and got up, put on his clothes and got out of bed, feeling his waist was still a bit sore.

Came to the window, pulled open the curtains, the sunlight spilled in, Zhou Andong narrowed his eyes.

Pushed open the window, the humid air after the rain, with the smell of soil, rushed toward him.

Looked up at the azure sky, a sparrow flew from afar, landed on the willow tree by the roadside, pressing the willow branch to lower its head.

The eaves in the distance hung with crystal clear water droplets, refracting in the sunlight, flashing with dots of brilliance.

It seemed to be thanking the sun, giving it beautiful colors in its short, colorless life.

Footsteps came from behind, Jian Qiu wrapped in a bath towel, the two big ones on her chest seemed to want to break free from the constraints and escape.

"What are you looking at?" Jian Qiu came to Zhou Andong's side, holding a towel, wiping her hair.

Zhou Andong turned his head to look at Jian Qiu, her face was rosy, looking very energetic.

"We were chatting last night, and you fell asleep. Seeing you were so tired, how are you still so energetic this early in the morning."

Jian Qiu couldn't help but laugh, provocatively: "Do you want to fight again?"

Looking at the rampant Jian Qiu, Zhou Andong gritted his teeth: "Battle again tonight!"

"Alright!" Jian Qiu threw a flirtatious look, deliberately twisting her waist, and walked toward the washroom.

"This vixen!" Zhou Andong muttered, followed her, and leaned against the door, watching Jian Qiu wash up: "Going to the United States, are you really taking Old Four?"

Jian Qiu nodded: "Yes!"

"Sigh!" Zhou Andong was a bit unwilling, "Originally wanted to have a world for two with you, but you insisted on taking a drag."

Jian Qiu smiled, washed up, stood in front of Zhou Andong, and kissed him: "Don't be like this, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. Taking her to walk around, see different scenery, is good for her future growth."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong brushed his teeth and washed his face, then went to the hospital.

Accompanied Old Zhou for rehabilitation training in the morning, ate lunch, and pushed Old Zhou to stroll for the whole afternoon.

In the evening, Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu arrived at Dicos, didn't see An Jing, went to the second floor, Tang Lin and that idiot Zhang Zuo had come again.

"You two, why are you here again." Zhou Andong walked over, looking at the two guys eating with their mouths full of oil.

"There's a show to watch, why not come." Zhang Zuo didn't even raise his head, chewing on things, muttering.

"Slap!" Zhou Andong patted Zhang Zuo on the back of the head.

"Cough!"

Zhang Zuo's head tilted forward violently, his throat felt itchy, and he couldn't help but cough, spraying the things in his mouth out.

"Fuck!" Tang Lin was heartbroken, looking at the crumbs all over the table, "Damn, how do you want me to eat?"

Zhang Zuo wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, opened his mouth to curse, but seeing Zhou Andong's smiling face, his heart shook, and the words that had reached his mouth were swallowed back hard.

Zhou Andong sat down: "Haven't cleaned you up for a long time, is your skin itchy again?"

Zhang Zuo hummed, picked up the tray, sat opposite, felt safe, and then said stubbornly: "If it weren't for the old man telling me to let you off, today I would let you know why flowers are so red."

"Too bad!" Tang Lin looked at the fried chicken steak he had only taken one bite of, with extra particles on it, and sighed.

"You really deserve to be called Dazuo, your mouth is really hard, committed monstrous crimes, but just won't admit it."

"That's the fact." Zhang Zuo was very dissatisfied with Tang Lin's words.

"Fine, fine!" Tang Lin pointed to the table, "You have to compensate me."

"What does it have to do with me." Zhang Zuo stiffened his neck, "It's Zhou Andong who hit me, that's why it became like this, if you want compensation, he should compensate. If you are afraid of him, I can buy you another set meal."

Tang Lin looked at Zhang Zuo, shook his head helplessly: "You can live until now, you should be glad your grandfather is called Zhang Qianjin."

At this time, Ye Jun and Arresting Arresting Tong Huai Zhi entered the door, looking at the booming business, and the long queue in front of the cashier, a smile appeared on their faces.

"Business is really good." Arresting Arresting Tong Huai Zhi tucked his bag under his arm, held the big brother phone in his hand, his big back head shiny and bright, full of style.

Ye Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his triangular eyes scanning the room, and grabbed a waiter passing by him, commanding in a tone.

"My name is Ye Jun, go, notify your boss to see me."

The waiter looked at Ye Jun, felt that this guy was not a good thing, and asked very vigilantly.

"Is there anything you need?"

Arresting Arresting Tong Huai Zhi hummed: "Let you go, then go quickly, where do you get so much bullshit."

The waiter hesitated, but turned and found Pan Huiling: "It's them who want to find the boss!"