Chapter 1139: Obey Your Words

Jiang Ci maintained his original movements, but a pair of eyes kept staring at her firmly.

He didn't move, Chu Jiaojiao gestured to the cup in his hand, and his tone twisted slightly, "Drink water." ”

Jiang Ci moved his lips slightly, and took small sips of water in response to her movements, and in the process, his eyes never took his eyes off her face.

After drinking the water, Chu Jiaojiao got up, and then was pulled by him.

He never said a word, but stubbornly refused to let her go.

"I'll be right back." After speaking, the strength in her hand relaxed, and Chu Jiaojiao went into the bathroom and came out with a razor.

His raunchy appearance is really not very elegant, so Chu Jiaojiao will take care of it for him.

"Don't move, or don't blame me for the disfigurement caused by the knife in your face." Chu Jiaojiao said a word, her attitude was not enthusiastic, as if it was a routine.

Langdon stood at the door and watched secretly, Yan Zixu grabbed his collar behind him, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I've never seen Brother Ci like this." He said, a little sour in his voice.

Yan Zixu looked towards his gaze, and the woman kneeling on the ground was carefully shaving the man's beard.

Her eyes were very focused, if there was no friendship at all, he didn't believe it, but whether it was more responsibility or emotion, he couldn't be sure.

After all, after being imprisoned by Jiang Ci, she probably can't pretend to face him casually anymore!

"You haven't showered in a few days?" After Chu Jiaojiao finished shaving for him, she couldn't help but ask.

Although she didn't smell any other scents on him, Chu Jiaojiao was still a little uneasy.

He looks like this, and he can't keep it all right, but he hasn't taken a bath for many days.

"Washed." When Jiang Ci heard this, he fanned his long eyelashes, and said quietly.

It's true that he's had a messy life, but he's also a bit clean. Free Chinese

"Go wash it again." Chu Jiaojiao stood up and looked at him condescendingly.

"You're not leaving." Jiang Ci was silent for a while before he opened his voice in a hoarse voice.

"No, I'll wait for you to wash it." Chu Jiaojiao promised, her tone light.

Jiang Ci took a particularly quick bath, and he came out of the bathroom in ten minutes.

He wore a homely black suit, casual trousers, and was barefoot.

Chu Jiaojiao had just put the porridge on the coffee table, and as soon as she turned around, she was pulled and hugged by the man.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and his short black hair, which had not yet dried, covered the large amount of emotion in his eyes and suppressed the surging madness.

The tip of his nose was full of the fragrance that belonged to the woman, and when he hugged her, he felt like he was alive.

Chu Jiaojiao let him hold him for a while, and then gently pushed him, "Eat first." ”

Jiang Ci obeyed her words, let go of her and sat down on the carpet.

When Chu Jiaojiao saw him like this, she knew that he would definitely not take the initiative to eat.

She sat down on the ground with him, picked up the porridge and began to feed him.

Neither of them spoke again, she fed him a spoonful, and he opened his mouth to eat.

The whole time, the man's eyes never took his eyes off her face, he seemed to be unable to see enough, and she didn't seem to know that he was looking at her at all.

Soon, the bowl of porridge bottomed out.

"You go to bed and get some sleep." Chu Jiaojiao's every word seemed to be shallow, and there was basically no expression on her face.

This time, Jiang Ci was not so obedient.