Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 79 The film king is enlightened, and the idol is here (27)

Wei Qianluo looked at Ji Zichen very nervously: "Why did you jump down?"

"Because you jumped down too, I also jumped after aiming at it." Ji Zichen said authentically, "quoting from the scriptures".

"If I don't learn how to speak, I will die, hum."

"Come on, Xiaoxuan, I'll put a ring on you." Wei Qianluo felt that Ji Zichen was overjoyed when he said this.

The little pink bubbles seemed to be flying, and Wei Qianluo blamed and said: "Next time, neither of us is allowed to do this. If we don't dance well, we will sprain our feet."

"Yeah, you're right." Ji Zichen echoed, his peach-blossom eyes were moist and shining, as if he was embracing thousands of stars.

"I'll take you home."

"No, no, no," Wei Qianluo panicked when she heard that Ji Zichen was going to take her home. She didn't want to experience that speeding feeling a second time.

"I can go home by myself, really."

"There are no buses at this point, and taxis are not safe. Please believe me, I won't take your life as a joke." Ji Zichen patted his chest in a vow, with a serious expression on his face that couldn't be more serious.

"...Okay." Wei Qianluo held back her words for a long time.

He arrived home smoothly, and took a deep look at Ji Zichen: "You go home."

"Won't you invite me to sit at your house?" Ji Zichen raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes.

"No, let's go, Lord Actor, be careful not to be photographed by the paparazzi."

"Cut." Ji Zichen cut softly, and left.

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"How's that bastard lately?"

The man in a suit and leather shoes asked slowly while holding a glass of red wine.

"There is no scandal with a female celebrity for the time being."

"Yes, but this is not what I expected. Tomorrow, I hope I can't see that bastard, so as to save him from competing with me for family property." There was a hint of sinister in the low voice, and he carefully looked at the face of the black-haired man. She is three points like Ji Zichen.

"Yes, sir."

Now that the relationship was confirmed, Ji Zichen was so excited that he couldn't sleep that night.

The next day, he called Wei Qianluo early in the morning: "Xiaoxuan, go get the certificate."

"What time is it?" Wei Qianluo's sleepy and lazy voice came into his ears, and Ji Zichen only checked the time, and said awkwardly, "It's more than six o'clock."

"Hang up, I have to sleep for a while. If you disturb me to sleep again, be careful I will kill you." Wei Qianluo threatened and fell asleep again in a daze.

At seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, finally Wei Qianluo's face turned black: "Brother, don't hit me, I can't do it when I get up."

"Hmm, get up, I'll wait for you downstairs in the community."

"Hmm..." Wei Qianluo gargled her mouth and replied vaguely.

Wei Qianluo lowered her eyes and looked at the woman in the mirror. Her chestnut-colored curly hair hung softly on her back and shoulders, her black eyes were watery, and a lock of broken hair was stuck to her ear, adding a touch of softness. .The light-colored lips pursed slightly.

"Let's go." Wei Qianluo raised the corners of her lips.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Wei Qianluo knocked on the car door and smiled faintly.

"You can have breakfast in the car." Ji Zichen handed her the breakfast, his doting eyes swirled on her.

Not long after, we arrived at the road in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

A car rushed over at a bizarre speed, and the passers-by were shocked.

Fleeing towards the sidewalk, Ji Zichen narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, took Wei Qianluo's hand and ran wildly.

But the car has a purpose—

Suddenly, Wei Qianluo saw the direction of the car turning, and her heart sank.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Qianluo pushed Ji Zichen to the side with all his strength.

Ji Zichen sat on the ground in a daze, his peach blossom eyes almost stared out of their sockets in disbelief, heartache, sadness, anger, despair and other emotions flashed in his eyes one after another.

His lips were pursed tightly, and he stared at the woman in the pool of blood without blinking.

Suddenly, he hugged Wei Qianluo, patted Wei Qianluo's face in a panic, "Xiaoxuan, don't sleep..."

However, Wei Qianluo trembled her eyelashes, slowly opened her eyes, and parted her lips: "Idiot, don't cry."

Slightly stroking Ji Zichen's pale face with his fingertips, he smiled weakly.

"Saobao, you are beautiful when you smile."

(End of this chapter)