"I can't see it, you're still a firefighting hero." Jiang Ci clasped his arms in his hands, leaned on the sofa and looked at her gracefully.

Chu Jiaojiao held her mouth, knowing that Jiang Ci was tricking her, she wiped the corners of her mouth with some dissatisfaction, she just dreamed that she was gnawing on chicken legs! I was woken up like this, and I didn't eat the chicken legs.

"People sleep well, what are you doing?" She still seems to be a little angry when she gets up, and her voice is soft and glutinous.

"Chu Jiaojiao, did I invite you to sleep?" Jiang Ci glanced over, and there seemed to be a cold glow in his eyes.

Chu Jiaojiao lowered her head, still a little confused in her mind, what did Jiang Ci do with her? Sorry, she really forgot.

"Where's the noodles?" Jiang Ci saw that she didn't look awake, and asked in a cold voice.

"Uh-oh." Chu Jiaojiao reacted, bent down and picked up the noodles on the coffee table.

Jiang Ci looked at the noodles in the bowl with disgust, turned his head, and smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth, "Can this still be eaten?" ”

"Cold noodles, perhaps?" Chu Jiaojiao poked her head and smiled awkwardly, "You can't blame me, you fell asleep and I didn't let you sleep." ”

Hearing her retort, a sharp flying knife in Jiang Ci's eyes struck.

"Redo it."

"I don't." Chu Jiaojiao sat on the sofa stiffly, turned her head and didn't plan to ignore Jiang Ci.

If she doesn't do that, she's not his babysitter.

Jiang Ci leaned over, a warm and clear thin breath sprayed on her neck, and her voice was slightly hoarse and a little slow, "Sister Leshuang asked me to treat you well, do you know what I was thinking at that moment?" ”

Chu Jiaojiao's body trembled, raised her hand and touched her neck, but fortunately it was not broken.

She turned her head and glared at Jiang Ci, but the man was too close, there was only a few centimeters between them, and the posture looked ambiguous.

Looking at each other, Chu Jiaojiao moved back slightly, trying to stay away from him, "Jiang Ci, I told you who Sister Le Shuang's favorite person was last time, and you should stop bothering me." ”

"The person you are talking about is not, there is no such person around Sister Le Shuang." Jiang Ci's warm and lazy eyebrows were a little cold, and he said lightly.

"What? No way. ”

"So, you lied to me again."

"I didn't lie to you, what I said is true, the person Sister Le Shuang likes is Song Jin!" Chu Jiaojiao was sure that she was not mistaken, and by the way, she asked the system again in her heart, and after getting a positive answer from the system, she was confused.

Could it be that Qin Leshuang hasn't met Song Jin yet? The time she wore was originally earlier than the book, and the timeline about Qin Leshuang in the book was not very clear.

Maybe she really said it was early, Qin Leshuang hadn't liked Song Jin yet, but at the beginning, she obviously heard Jiang Ci in the box asking the person on the phone, who Qin Leshuang liked, what was going on?

Jiang Ci sat up straight, his slender legs elegantly folded, and his whole body carried an aura that could not be ignored.

Then, he opened up again, but it was an unrelated topic, "I'm hungry." ”

Chu Jiaojiao stood up, glanced at him resentfully, and heard him say again, "Ten billion." ”

"Count you ruthless."

She strode towards the kitchen, trotted back halfway through, picked up the bowl of cold noodles, and then went to the kitchen again after giving Jiang Ci a blank look.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Ci sat at the dining table and looked at the noodles in front of him, and his frowning brows seemed to hide deep displeasure.

Immediately afterwards, the woman came out with another bowl and sat down across from him.