After Chu Zheng finished speaking, she asked Zhao Yingjun: "What do you think?"

"I think... the boss must be able to do it!" Zhao Yingjun clenched his fists emptyly and made a cheerful gesture.

"Well, I think I can do it too." Chu Zheng had his little face tense and nodded very seriously.

“…”

hehe.

He was a little tempted to part ways with Chu Zheng.

Xiaogong brought the hot water to Chu Zheng, and Chu Zheng took the hot water to the car.

In the car, Beichi's hands were tied, his gray eyes staring at Chu Zheng, looking a little angry.

Chu Zheng put down the hot water: "Don't look at me like this, who told you to do it first?"

"Ho ho!" Who did it first!

Beichi hated that he could not express himself, so he could only glar at her with his eyes.

Chu Zhengquan pretended not to see it, and went over and lifted Beichi's clothes.

Beichi's wound healed very slowly. It has not healed for such a long time now, but he can't feel any pain and does not affect his movements.

Chu Zheng pushed her clothes high, revealing his lower abdomen and wounds.

"Ho ho!" Beichi growled in dissatisfaction.

“Be quiet.”

"Huh!"

"You can try calling again."

"Ho ho!!"

Chu Zheng stuffed the clean towel next to him into Beichi's mouth.
Chapter completed!