“……”

The air was as dead silent, and everyone was going to stop breathing.

Thinking of the temper of the master on weekdays, everyone couldn't help but look at the man.

I saw the man who was usually cold and detached lift his eyelids and looked at the woman for a few seconds, just when everyone thought that he would be angry, angry and kill this unknown woman, he just smiled lightly: "Don't like to eat?" Okay, that's not going to peel off. ”

！！！

Looking at the man's delicate eyebrows, the maids' palms were about to clench in an instant, what kind of conniving tone was this!

When did the master become so gentle and patient? Usually, who dares to wait for him to die like this, what kind of heart-warming contrast is this?!

Shen Jikong took a wet towel from the maid and wiped his hands, and then took the chopsticks to eat elegantly.

Luo Qiao sat there, looking at the indifferent man, so impatient that he couldn't control his heart that was eager to make trouble.

After eating, the man leaned back in his chair and looked at her lazily.

At this time, an antique dealer came to the living room under his hand, Shen Jikong glanced at it, stood up, and whispered to her, "You eat slowly." ”

Then he walked on his long legs and went to the living room.

Luo Qiao held chopsticks and listened to the faint sound of their conversation in the living room.

The brightly colored vase exuded a faint glow under the light, indescribably gorgeous, Shen Jikong sat on the sofa, his expression was idle, and he listened to the antique dealer without a match.

He caught a glimpse of Luo Qiao, who came out after eating, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Qiaoqiao, come here." ”

Luo Qiao originally wanted to go directly to the room, but when he called him like this, he paused.

Her eyes stopped at him for a second, then she turned her feet and really walked towards him.

Next to him, the antique dealer was still introducing Shen Jikong: "Shen Shao, look at whether this antique vase is to your liking." This is the best piece in recent times, and although it is a little more expensive, it is very collectible......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white hand suddenly stretched out next to his antique vase, and the owner of that hand only stretched out one finger, just like a cat deliberately swept the things on the table, and the next second, her fingers swept, and antique vases worth tens of millions fell from the tray.

"Smack!"

The vase fell apart in an instant.

At this moment, there was a sound of servants and subordinates gasping in the entire living room.

And the antique dealer heard his own heartbreak.

The air was as silent as death.

Everyone looked at Luo Qiao and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Luo Qiao looked at the man who was sitting on the sofa leisurely and coldly, and after two seconds, she gently withdrew her gaze, and did not go to his side, but walked directly to the room.

As soon as she left, the maids who watched the whole process were about to explode:

"Does this woman think she's living too long?"

"I've never seen someone who can do death like this, is she crazy my God!"

"The master is going to kill her, the master is going to kill her......"

Everyone looked at the man sitting on the sofa, however, in this deathly silent air, they saw that the noble and cold man lowered his eyes and chuckled, his laughter was low and pleasant, and people's hearts couldn't help but be numb.

Shen Jikong glanced at the antique dealer who was about to cry, and chuckled lazily: "How much is this vase, I bought it." ”

Maids: Master!!