Late at night, the man who gently unscrewed the door walked to the woman's side, he sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and whispered softly in the woman's ear, "Jiaojiao'er, it's time for us to continue chasing butterflies." ”

The hazy sleepy woman frowned and unconsciously responded, "Chase butterflies." ”

"Well, did you see that black butterfly?" A soft voice rang out, and his hand stroked her earlobe.

"No, no butterflies." The woman shook her head and replied intuitively.

"If you look carefully, you will definitely find it."

"Okay."

With his words, Chu Jiaojiao began to look for it in her dreams.

It was still an endless grassland, a lonely towering tree, she looked around for the traces of butterflies, and finally saw the black butterfly in a dark green meadow.

The butterfly landed quietly on the grass, its wings fluttering gently, and she said excitedly when she saw it, "I saw it." ”

"Well, what is it doing?"

"It didn't move."

"Then you try to catch it, okay?" The words were slightly discussed, mixed with a low and soft tone, and fell on Chu Jiaojiao's heart with peace.

She followed the meaning of his words and threw herself at the butterfly, but unfortunately the butterfly was probably shaken and suddenly flew up.

"She flew away." She said anxiously and swallowed her throat.

"Well, let's go over and have a look."

"Okay."

…………

Early the next morning, Chu Jiaojiao felt as if she hadn't slept well last night, she kept running in her dreams, and she didn't know what to run, could it be that there was an eagle chasing?

Beating her sore arm, Chu Jiaojiao suspected that she was suffering from the sequelae of yesterday's work, and couldn't help but complain a little about Jiang Ci.

This is really using himself as a servant, and he is too irresponsible as a man.

When Chu Jiaojiao went downstairs, the man sitting on the sofa was reading a book, his facial features were handsome and gentle, he was wearing a white sweatshirt and black slacks today, his slender legs were elegantly folded, and he was holding a glass of boiled water in his hand.

Chu Jiaojiao walked over and looked at the book on his lap, the words on it seemed to be in French, anyway, she didn't understand a word.

"There's a glass of milk on the table, drink it." Jiang Ci didn't raise his head, quietly turned a page of the book, and said.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at the milk, her expression was a little sad, "I don't want to drink it." ”

The man raised his head when he heard this, his thin lips tugged, and his voice was clean, "Go and drink it, if you don't drink it, how can you have the strength to work." ”

The last few words are like a sharp knife poking at Chu Jiaojiao's heart.

If this man lived in the old society, he would have been the kind of big landlord who exploited slaves!

Looking at the posture of commanding people, I don't know how much debt she thinks she owes him!

"Ten billion plus a million plus a one-of-a-kind glass." In my head, the system popped up again.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at his eyes, pulled the corners of her mouth, and smiled without smiling.

She walked over, drank the milk in the cup, and then slammed the cup on the table, "Young master, what do you want to do today?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Ci saw that she obediently drank the milk, and his eyes no longer looked at her.

He continued to look at his book, his eyes slightly lowered, and he seemed overly quiet.

Chu Jiaojiao waited for a long time and didn't wait for his orders, and looked at Zhihu with her mobile phone on the side boredly.