Chapter 421

"I haven't bathed yet." Josh was thrown to the bed and said with one last hope.

It's not that I don't love fan Zhe, but I'm really afraid of addiction.

Fan zhe bullies Josh, who is scared to hide until his back touches the head of the bed.

"I don't think you're dirty." Fan Zhe's voice is hoarse.

"I don't think you're too clean, OK?" Josh wanted to cry without tears.

"That's just right. You're dirty and I'm clean. We'll just neutralize it." Versace reached out to unbutton Josh's dress.

Josh lowered his head to protect his clothes, and saw the blood on them at a glance.

There's a way.

"I have a wound on my forehead. It seems to be infected. I feel dizzy. I'm going to die." With his eyes closed, Josh lay down and played dead.

"I bandaged your wound. I don't know about you yet." Fan zhe teased.

Well, Josh opened his eyes again.

It seems that we can only use our mace.

"I'm here, aunt."

"I want to check." Fan zhe Cai didn't believe it.

"How to check this kind of thing? You've got to change Josh quickly covers his clothes for fear that fan zhe will come.

But fan zhe got up and went out.

Josina's bored. Just let her go?

Where is the man just like the wolf?

A minute later, fan zhe came in with a tray filled with a cup of steaming ginger syrup.

"You drink all this." The order of Versace.

"Do you really believe that I'm here, aunt?" Not believing it, Josh took the ginger syrup and smelled a strong ginger flavor.

"You shed a lot of blood on your forehead. Brown sugar is used to replenish blood. You have been running on the road for so long. Ginger is used to dispel cold." Fan zhe said slowly.

Josh didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly his tears came down.

No one has cared so much about her since she was a child.

I remember the first time I came to my aunt, she was very scared and ran to tell her mother that her mother gave her a bag of aunt scarves and gave her how to use them. Later, an aunt from the next door neighbor taught her a lesson.

But no one has ever looked after Josh like that.

She always thought that men always only care about their own needs, regardless of women, at least fan Zhe is such a domineering man.

It turns out that fan Zhe's hegemonism has a delicate mind.

It's not good that fan Zhe, the soul of Temo, directly disobeys her will, so that she won't have so much nostalgia.

Now she couldn't bear to leave fan Zhe, and her heart was more painful.

"Drink it quickly, it will be cold in a moment." Fan zhe urged.

Josh sat cross legged, drinking the cup in both hands.

He took the empty cup and put it on the bedside table.

When Josh looked at his great body, his heart was very steady.

"Go to sleep." Fan zhe turned around and said.

"Ah? How do you sleep? " Josh asked with a jerk.

"I sleep with you in my arms." Versace pushed Josh down and laid her down in his arms.

"Is that all?" Josh didn't understand.

"What else do you want?" Fan zhe asked.

Josh can't say it now.

I can't ask you directly why you are not strong enough for me?

She's not that cheeky.

But in the heart or up and down, finally still can't help asking, "when you hold me in, isn't it very impatient?"

”Fool, that's to scare you. "Fan Zhe's voice was low, and there seemed to be a faint laugh in his throat.

Then Josh realized that he had been cheated again.

Today, she was completely fooled by the father and son.

"Josh, are you really going to leave me?" Fan zhe turned off the light and asked in the dark.

"Well." Josh answered.

"No regrets?" Asked fan Zhe.

"No regrets." Josh's answer was firm.

It's not something she doesn't regret later. She's afraid fan zhe will regret.

If he doesn't marry Zhou Yixin, he will regret losing the chance to make a big show in business in the future. A man like fan Zhe is career oriented and shouldn't be tied to a woman.

"I'll ask you again for the last time. If you think clearly, you can answer again. Do you love me or not? I'll give you a night to think about it and tell me the answer tomorrow morning." With that, he pushed away Josh, turned over and slept with his back to him.

"Don't wait until tomorrow morning, now I can tell you that I never love you." Josh's voice was quiet, and tears came down in the dark.

He sat up abruptly and turned on all the lights in his bedroom.

Josh couldn't get used to the intense and concentrated light for a moment, and covered his eyes with his hand.

"If you really don't love, why do you cry?" he saidIt turns out that fan zhegang just turned off all the lights, which is a psychological tactic.

Darkness is the easiest way for a person to show his true feelings. He thinks that darkness is his refuge and can cover everything.

"That's because lying in the same bed with you makes me sick. I hate you." Josh raised his head and glared at fan Zhe's eyes, hiding all his true feelings.

"I thought you were just angry when you were in the hotel during the day. It turned out that you really didn't like me." Fan Zhe's last hopes were dashed.

"Yes, since you know that, let me go." Josh turned his head, and then looked at fan Zhe, she revealed the filling, "don't forget that you promised me during the day, let me go, I hope you can promise."

"Get out of here, now get out of here!" Fan zhe got out of bed in anger, went to the wardrobe, found his clothes and changed.

Change your clothes, slam the door of the wardrobe, and when you leave the bedroom, slam the door of the bedroom.

Josh also heard the sound of Ping Ping in the living room. It was probably that fan zhe was knocked down by the coffee table when he passed by, so he kicked it open.

Then, the sound of the security door opening and closing outside.

All the voices in this series were full of fan Zhe's anger. He wanted to tear down the house.

Josh knew that fan zhe was really angry.

The only thing I don't understand is that fan zhe keeps telling her to go away. Why did he go out first?

Qiao Yu is still watching Altman in his study. After hearing so much news, he comes out to see what happened.

The tea table in the living room is fragmented, and the tea set on it is also broken.

"Dad and mom are so hot together? I haven't played any of these in Chengren's movies. Is it my father who showed me the wrong version? " Qiao Yu went to the bedroom door.

Knock on the door.

"Mom."

Josh didn't answer. He straightened up and opened the door.

Qiao Yu looked into the bedroom and immediately found something wrong, "where's my father?"

"Come here, son. We need to have a good talk." Josh came to the living room and cleaned up the debris on the floor to avoid hurting Qiao Yu.

"About what?" Qiao Yu followed.

Josh asked Qiao Yu to sit on the sofa and sit opposite him. "We should have talked straight to the point for a long time, and we've been dragging it down to now."

After finding Qiao Yu in the afternoon, Josh had this idea, but he never had the chance.

"Mom, did you take the wrong medicine? Or did you eat something that you can't digest? " Qiao Yu thinks that Josh is very strange.

His mother, if you joke with him, he will feel very normal.

When it comes to serious business, forget it, Josh is a heartless woman who laughs all day. If she has serious business, she must be abnormal.

Josh didn't know what Qiao Yu was thinking. She told her children seriously, "it's wrong for me to hide your life all the time. I apologize, but now you listen to me clearly. The reason why I want to hide it is because my father and mother can't be together. I don't want you to know that you can live together as a family when you have a father, but the ending won't be like this, I hope I don't want to disappoint you. "

Qiao Yu blinked and realized the meaning of his words word by word.

It took him a long time to fully understand what Josh was saying.

"Are you my own mother?"

"Yes."

"Is fan zhe my own father, too?"

"That's right."

"Then why can't we live together?" Qiao Yu couldn't figure it out.

"No why, don't you talk all day about respect and being a gentleman? So now, mom pleads with you to respect me. I don't love you, Dad. I'm going to take you out of here. " Josh grabs Qiao Yu by the shoulder, hoping his son can understand him.

"I'm not leaving dad." Qiao Yu didn't know where he came from. He pushed away Josh and looked for fan zhe all over the room.

"Dad, come out!"

He looked for a long time, but naturally he couldn't find the shadow of fan Zhe.

Another look at Josh, mother is sitting on the sofa, head down crying, forehead wound had scab, now do not know how to break, blood soaked wrapped in gauze.

Only now did he believe that his mother was not acting with him. She was really hurt.

"I'm sorry, mom. I didn't know you would get hurt when you came to me in the afternoon. If I had known, I wouldn't have run away." Qiao Yu runs over and hugs Josh.

"Never mind, baby, it's all over." Josh hugged Qiao Yu tightly, "Mom won't be angry with you, as long as you can go with mom."

"Where shall we go?" Qiao Yu asked.

"If you leave this city, I'll take you wherever you want to go abroad." Josh promised.

"But I want to go where I have dad." Qiao Yu special grievance, just know who his father is, will be separated."Don't mention him to me, or I'll be angry." Josh pretended to be fierce. "You think, in the past so many years, we didn't live happily without dad? Now that my mother is a fashion designer, there must be many companies that will employ me. I will make a lot of money and our life will be better and better. "

Qiao Yu wanted to say that no matter how good it is, there is no father.

But looking at Josh's face, he didn't dare say anything.

"Well, let's go home first." Even if Versace is not here, Josh is afraid to spend the night here.

Here are full of memories, people will sink, unable to extricate themselves.

"Well." Although Qiao Yu could not understand, he finally nodded his head cleverly.

Josh found out what he was wearing when he came and changed it for him.

Mother and son walked out of the apartment hand in hand in the midnight wind.

When they stood by the side of the road and called for a taxi, a black Rolls Royce stopped not far from them.

The window fell, revealing fan Zhe's complicated face.