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Chapter 1253 Are you willing to come back?

"impossible!"

"Don't forget, he is a man!"

Zhao Jian was angry, "Don't forget, he is only ten years old! Ji Rufeng, would you treat women like this when you were ten?"

"Yes, his psychological age is ten years old, but he is already a 16-year-old boy physically!"

Ji Rufeng glanced at Zhao Xu, and his head was almost blown by the crying of these two people. He waved his hand, "A Jian, can you take him out to wear clothes first?"

"What about you?" Zhao Jian stared at him.

"I..." Ji Rufeng choked, and before he could react, he felt Jiang Xuerou suddenly burrowing into his arms and almost threw him to the ground.

Zhao Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he let out a cold "hoosh", picked up Zhao Xu's clothes and pulled him out of the door.

Zhao Xu didn't know if he was frightened and kept crying. He didn't want to stay here for a minute after putting on his clothes. He almost dragged Zhao Jian out.

Zhao Jian had no choice but to take Zhao Xu away first, but when she thought that Ji Rufeng had never come out of the room, she felt uncomfortable.

When he got home and comforted Zhao Xu, Zhao Jian originally wanted to ask what happened to Zhao Xu, but before he could ask, Zhao Xu fell asleep.

Zhao Jian didn't believe that Zhao Xu would do such a thing no matter what. She washed her face and tried to calm herself down. However, no matter how she did it, the scene of Jiang Xuerou holding Ji Rufeng tightly when she left was always intertwined in her mind.

Damn it!

Zhao Jian took a deep breath, sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV to distract himself, and waited for Ji Rufeng to come back.

It takes four hours to wait.

I didn't eat lunch or dinner, but Zhao Jian didn't feel hungry.

As the evening approached, the door of the room sounded, Ji Rufeng was stunned when he pushed open the door.

The sunlight in the living room was only the last glory of the sunset, which was gorgeous and extremely gorgeous. On the TV was a health lecture show for the middle school girl. Zhao Jian sat on the sofa. The sunset shone a beam of light on her face, reflecting half of her face flushed, but Zhao Jian sat there motionlessly as if she hadn't noticed it.

Ji Rufeng felt ache in his heart, and he raised his foot and walked towards her.

But after taking two steps and remembering the past, Ji Rufeng stopped and walked to the bathroom first.

After walking a few steps, a cold and slightly sarcastic voice came from behind, "Are you willing to come back?"

Ji Rufeng was helpless, "A Jian..."

He was reluctant to let go, he just sent Jiang Xuerou to the hospital.

Zhao Jian snorted coldly, Ji Rufeng had to turn back and sit down beside her. As soon as he held her hand, he was thrown away.

Zhao Jian doesn't want to pay attention to him now, and she has to try hard to restrain herself to sit here with a clear mind.

Ji Rufeng saw the bottle containing colorful sugar balls on the coffee table, and casually opened it and handed it to Zhao Jian’s lips, "Don’t be angry, eat candy, I just took her to the hospital."

Zhao Jian looked at him like a mentally retarded person, raised his fingertips and tapped on the dial, "Send to the hospital? Haha, I don't know, I thought you were treating her personally."

"How is that possible?" Ji Rufeng hurriedly held her hand, "I have grown up so old and I have taken care of myself for my time, and even my mother doesn't have such treatment."
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