MTL - I’m a Professional at Seducing Rivals In Love [Quick Travel]-Chapter 105

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Zong Zi's voice was very gentle. Although he was not breathing well, he still looked at Tan Jinxue and said slowly: "Is your patience, indulgence, and meticulousness really all out of love?"

Zong Zi has always been sensitive. When he was squandering about Jinxue's feelings, he never cared whether that person was genuine or fake.

It wasn't until he realized how much he longed for Tan Jinxue that he suddenly began to notice a subtle violation in that person's every move.

...It's as if...Talking about Jinxue's liking for Zong Zi is just to complete the task of "liking".

He couldn't control his growing paranoia.

If Tan Jinxue's "task" is completed, she will disappear, so the so-called "business trip" is an excellent opportunity.

Every time he guessed this possibility, Zong Zi felt something was about to move in his chest.

He finally resorted to unscrupulous means to take this person as his own.

Tan Jinxue's eyes flashed.

The male protagonist in this world really hides his secrets, "a blockbuster". This sharpness alone makes this strategy more and more interesting.

"Do you think that I will be patient and pampering someone who has nothing to do with it?" Tan Jinxue said coldly with a hoarse voice.

Zong Zi's face turned purple, and there was a "cluck" in his throat, and he was almost speechless.

Tan Jinxue relaxed a little.

Air scrambled into the lungs, with bursts of burning pain, Zong Zi coughed, and the corners of his lips rose.

"I guessed right, didn't I?"

Tan Jinxue did not answer.

He looked at Tan Jinxue, his chocolate-colored pupils were mixed with paranoia and longing.

"I like you, Tan Jinxue, I know this is what you want. But since you got it, you have to pay the price." He laughed softly, letting Tan Jinxue's hand increase again, feeling suffocated swept up.

"So, kill me, I won't give you the key."

Die a piece. The baby-faced young man looked like he was dying, but his lips were astonishingly bright red. He put on such a rogue look, the corners of his lips were curved.

Tan Jinxue looked at him expressionlessly for a few seconds, and finally let go.

Zong Zi coughed and smiled again: "...I can't do anything..."

"You're crazy, but I don't want to be crazy with you yet." Tan Jinxue said coldly.

Zong Zi hadn't calmed down yet, but she raised her face and planted a kiss on Tan Jinxue's chin.

"It's okay." His tone was very sincere and generous.

Zong Zi stretched out his hands to pinch Tan Jinxue's red earlobe bitten by him, ignoring his cold gaze, seeming quite meaningful.

"Your hand is inconvenient, I will reset it for you later."

Tan Jinxue struggled to dislocate him to restrain him, but she didn't think that the male lead was so crazy that he was not afraid of death. He had suffered a lot of dislocation for no reason, and his heart was filled with anger, so he said lightly: "No need."

After speaking, he supported the dislocated right hand by himself, lifted and pushed vigorously, and with the "click" sound from the joints, the right hand that was hanging in a weird posture was reset.

Zong Zi frowned, glanced at his expression, and said, "You need to rest."

He carefully pulled up the thin quilt, covered Tan Jinxue's chest, poured another glass of warm water and put it on the bedside, and then turned and went out. Tan Jinxue heard him chattering in the living room, probably he was packing up the leftover dinner.

Fighting geese all day long, but today I was pecked by geese. Tan Jinxue sat on the head of the bed, frowned and endured a severe headache before exhaling.

She didn't see through Zong Zi at first.

Zong Zi still slept in the bedroom at night, and protected Tan Jinxue in the big bed. Tan Jinxue was wearing handcuffs on his right hand, and his skin was reddened a long time ago. Zong Zi put his fingers in, rubbed his aching wrist, and fell asleep as if nothing had happened. On the contrary, Tan Jinxue, being fondled by him again and again, aroused a few tiny goosebumps.

The next morning, Zong Zi fed Tan Jinxue half a bowl of porridge. The porridge was boiled by himself.

After a night, the imprisoned man seemed to have calmed down. He drank half a bowl of porridge water in Zong Zi's hand as usual, looked up at him lightly, and said, "Cook for ten minutes more next time." He paused After a pause, "Go out and have some breakfast by yourself."

This guy is still unable to take care of himself, and he doesn't know that he will taste the porridge first, so he brings it to him and pours it down.

Zong Zi frowned. He brought the bowl over and took a sip himself.

"Your stomach hurts after drinking, put it down." Tan Jinxue said.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Zong Zi's face.

Tan Jinxue turned her gaze away, "I'm just used to it."

Zong Zi drank Tan Jinxue's remaining half bowl of porridge with a smile, and sure enough, he saw a trace of concern in the man's eyes, and his heart jumped for joy.

If you take a task as a habit, slowly, it will come true.

Zong Zi licked his lips, ambiguously pecked at the side of the bowl that Tan Jinxue drank, got up and left.

After negotiating with Zong Zi, Tan Jinxue finally got the phone and called He Hua. Zong Zi sat next to them and listened to their conversation, making sure that Tan Jinxue didn't leak any news.

The man postponed his business trip plan until a month later, saying that he chose to take a long vacation because he was unwell. He Hua on the phone also answered. He also asked if Fang Ai needed to go there, but was also rejected by Tan Jinxue. The call lasted only a minute, Tan Jinxue gave a few simple instructions, and then hung up.

Zong Zi made no secret of his relief, he let out a long breath, and smiled at Tan Jinxue, "I didn't expect you to be so cooperative."

Tan Jinxue put down her phone, "I really want to take a break."

Zong Zi sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed against Tan Jinxue, "As long as you don't leave, of course you can rest anyway." He put ointment on Tan Jinxue's wrist, and then he half-raised his head, talking to Tan Jinxue Xue said: "My stomach hurts."

Poor.

Tan Jinxue pretended not to hear.

Zong Zi snorted, grabbed Tan Jinxue's hand and pressed it on his upper abdomen, that poor organ was throbbing violently because of the half bowl of raw gruel.

Tan Jinxue's hands were not considered warm, but Zong Zi wanted to cover them with his hands, while looking at him with his eyes, the ends of his eyes were slightly red.

Tan Jinxue let him moan and whine, and with a little force, she pulled her hand out of Zong Zi's hand.

Zong Zi pursed his lips, "You don't care about your mission now?" There was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, and he forcibly held back the sharpness that was about to blurt out, and suddenly fell silent.

Tan Jinxue just said indifferently: "My task is to make you fall in love with me, not to love you."

Zong Zi straightened up suddenly, and looked at him with a heartbroken expression, but suddenly a cold light shot out from his chocolate-colored eyes, piercing Tan Jinxue's eyes like a blade.

Then he realized it wasn't a joke.

Zong Zi opened his mouth, trying in vain to make a sound.

Tan Jinxue smiled, and said to Zong Zi, "Get lost."

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