Chapter 4: Like a Demon.

Under the short hair, the black eyes were narrow and cold, and the corners of his lips were lightly hooked: "Don't want to hand it over? ”

Inexplicably, it was regarded as Yanjiujiu who refused to hand over the jade bracelet: ......

Looking directly at his bottomless cold eyes, whether to smile or not: "Deliver, why don't you pay?" Do you still want me to marry you? ”

Qin Lie: ......

"Since I said I wanted to give it back to you, I will give it back to you." She just didn't want to live here, she had to move out first.

Qin Lie sneered.

Yan Jiujiu: ......

looked at Qin Lie coldly.

Wouldn't she be able to leave without handing over the jade bracelet?

Really.

"Hand over the bracelet first, and you can go wherever you like."

Yan Jiujiu's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he was quite dissatisfied with the current development trend, but his delicate face was breezy and light, and he couldn't detect the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The corners of his lips curled upward: "On the surface, I can't wait for me to leave, but in my heart I do everything possible to let me stay, it turns out that you are Brother Qin like this." ”

The tone is inadequate, and it sounds a little careless and arrogant.

The half-dark and half-bright light shrouded her, and she was wearing a loli skirt, with a mocking look, looking perverse and arrogant.

Qin Lie's expression was cold.

Quietly pursed his lips, and in the depths of his eyes surging with thick haze, he hid a trace of anger, like a demon.

The corners of his lips were hooked: "Isn't this exactly what you want?" ”

Grass, why don't you play cards according to the routine?

Yan Jiujiu felt a little irritable inexplicably, and sneered sullenly: "Who is rare about you." ”

"If it's not rare, give me back the bracelet."

"I'll give it back to you."

Yan Jiujiu habitually put her hand in her pocket, looking for candy to eat, and it took several times to realize that she was wearing a skirt, no pockets, and no candy.

The impatient bad temper at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes could barely be hidden.

Qin Lie closed his gaze.

The delicate fountain pen between the cold white slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and he said coolly: "Return it first." ”

Yan Jiujiu: ......

Yes.

Since you want to raise me for free, then you can raise it, you don't feel embarrassed, and I'll still fart.

He sneered and turned to leave the study.

Eat first.

Walking to the staircase and smelling the fragrant smell of vegetables, his stomach was gurgling, Yan Jiujiu used all his spare strength to speed up his pace and ran downstairs.

"Miss Yan, you're down."

"Hmm." When he came to the table and looked at the four dishes and one soup, all of which were big supplements, Yan Jiujiu smiled and asked, "Did I eat them all?" ”

Uncle Fu smiled politely and replied: "Yes, Miss Yan, the doctor said that you need to recuperate your body, and these are all ingredients for recuperating your body." ”

Steamed abalone, baby greens, stewed sea cucumber with pork belly, red dates and wolfberry bird's nest, fish-flavored eggplant pot.

Make up for it definitely!

Yan Jiujiu unceremoniously let go of his stomach and ate heavily, and reminded Uncle Fu: "I especially like to eat chicken legs, get me a few more chicken legs next time." ”

Uncle Fu was stunned.

Miss Yan has been living in for almost two years, and in the past two years, in order to maintain a good figure, she always eats only two meals a day, only a little bit of each meal, mainly green vegetables, and some fish and meat every other day.

Seeing that Miss Yan was getting thinner and thinner day by day, he was distressed.

Now seeing Yan Jiujiu eating so much, and saying that he wants to eat chicken legs, Uncle Fu couldn't help it, and felt even more distressed.

It must have been called to the study by the young master just now and said something irritating.

made her mentally collapse and began to overeat.

"Miss Yan, young master, he is cold and cold on the surface, but in fact, he ......"

"Actually, it's very easy to get along with." Yan Jiujiu raised his eyes to look at Uncle Fu and smiled slightly: "Uncle Fu, you have been whispering these words in my ears for two years. ”

"Young Master."