Chapter 135: Is Ji Citing the Devil?

() Ji Citing took the medicine bottle in Qiu Zeyu's hand, and when he saw a few lines of small words on the medicine bottle, the expression on his face instantly turned cold.

"Resign, it's not me saying you, this medicine is still quite harmful to the body, try not to let her take it." Qiu Zeyu stretched out his hand and patted Ji Citing's shoulder, and said with a serious expression.

Ji Citing's strength in holding the medicine bottle couldn't help but increase by several points, Ji Citing didn't find that there were contraceptives in the room before, thinking of what happened last time, Ji Citing almost guessed what was going on.

Qiu Zeyu saw that Ji Citing was just staring at the medicine bottle in a daze, and he didn't say a word, but he couldn't help but ask, "Citing, what is your attitude towards Xiaoman?" ”

If it is said that Ji Citing is just playing casually with Lin Manrong, Qiu Zeyu will not believe it if he is killed, after all, Ji Citing can turn his face with Mrs. Ji because of Lin Manrong, but now ......

Qiu Zeyu glanced at the medicine bottle in Ji Citing's hand, anyway, he felt that it would be ...... for a woman to take this medicine It's really not human.

"Qiu Zeyu, are you managing a little too much now?" Ji Citing asked rhetorically with a cold face.

"Okay, okay, I don't ask anything, I don't say anything, it's all your business anyway, but next time you pick this kind of big night and let me come over, I'll have to charge."

Qiu Zeyu was packing up his things, but he was still chattering in his mouth

"Give me a box of vitamin C." Ji Citing suddenly said a word, and directly regarded a lot of words that Qiu Zeyu said just now as air.

Qiu Zeyu looked confused, reopened the medicine box just now, took out a bottle of vitamin C and threw it into Ji Citing's hand, "Did you just see the vitamin C in my medicine box?" ”

Nonsense!

Ji Citing glanced at Qiu Zeyu, took two bottles of medicine and walked in the direction of the trash can.

Qiu Zeyu had already packed up his things and was about to leave, thinking that Ji Citing took a bottle from him because of a lack of vitamin C, but the result was ......

I saw Ji Citing pour the bottle of medicine that was placed on the table just now into the trash, and then poured the bottle of vitamin C into it.

"! Ji Citing, are you the devil? Qiu Zeyu reflexively called, it was the first time he had seen this kind of operation, "Aren't you deceiving people by doing this?" ”

Pour the vitamin C pill into the bottle of the birth control pill......

Qiu Zeyu glanced at Lin Manrong, who was lying on the bed, and his thoughts seemed to have turned a little.

"Shut up!" After Ji Citing changed the medicine, he spit out three words from his mouth with a displeased face, "It's none of your business, don't talk too much." ”

Qiu Zeyu smiled, but he couldn't help but sigh twice, didn't he just want Lin Manrong to know!

"I don't have that much time to worry about your business, I'm going back to sleep." Qiu Zeyu yawned and walked out with the medicine box.

For a moment, the whole room fell silent instantly, and only the sound of salt water dripping down from the hanging bottle was heard.

Ji Citing sat next to Lin Manrong, and saw that Lin Manrong's delicate and small face was full of fear, his eyebrows were also locked, and there was a line of crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, flowing from the corners of his eyes to the pillow.

Lin Manrong: Is this a nightmare?

Ji Citing's heart twitched, and he unconsciously reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Lin Manrong's eyes, and his deep eyes were gentle that he had never had before.

The next day.

When Lin Manrong woke up, he had no strength at all, lips

It's also white, without a little blood.

Lin Manrong held her head with one hand and exhaled lightly, in her impression, she was called to the Ji family's old mansion by Mrs. Ji's people, and then she was locked up in the dark basement, and she didn't have any impression of the rest of the things.

"Awake?"

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, and Lin Manrong subconsciously looked towards the door.

I saw Ji Citing walking in outside in casual clothes, and there was still no emotion on his face.

"Am I here?" Lin Manrong rubbed his hair and lightly spit out four words from his mouth.

"Where else do you want to be?" Ji Citing asked speechlessly, as if Lin Manrong in front of him was an idiot.

Could it be that because I spent a few hours in the basement, my IQ also dropped a lot?

"I'm not supposed to be in ......" Basement?

Before the rest of the words were finished, Lin Manrong hurriedly closed his mouth, and for a moment, he inexplicably felt that if he said this, it seemed as if he wanted to be locked in the basement very much.

Ji Citing stared at Lin Manrong's bloodless face, and had already guessed in his heart what Lin Manrong had not finished speaking.

"I've heard that fever can easily lower IQ, but now it seems that this is indeed the case." Ji Citing spit out a sentence from his mouth tepidly, and not long after he came in, he turned around and walked outside.

Lin Manrong looked confused, his amber eyes turned, and when he looked up and saw the two bottles of salt water hanging on it, he immediately understood what Ji Citing meant just now.

"Your IQ has just been pulled down!" Lin Manrong sat on the bed and muttered to himself unhappily, "Anyway, I am also a person who combines beauty and talent, when it comes to Ji Citing's mouth, why am I nothing?" ”

Combining beauty and talent, Lin Manrong's words are really true, after all, as a person who can obviously rely on his face to eat, Lin Manrong has to rely on talent.

In addition to the identity of the hacker mentor 'ak', Lin Manrong is also good at translation and proficient in several languages, but he usually doesn't use these, and most people naturally don't know these advantages of Lin Manrong.

Lin Manrong originally wanted to lie down and continue to rest for a while, but Ji Citing walked in from outside again, still holding a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Sister, are you better?"

Lin Zhuo, who was following Ji Citing, came over and asked worriedly.

Lin Manrong blinked, and the words that he just wanted to accuse Ji Citing instantly swallowed back into his stomach, "Well, don't worry, I don't have anything to do anymore, it's just a fever." ”

Lin Zhuo still didn't believe that things would really be that simple, "Then where did you go yesterday?" They've all been looking for you for a long time. ”

Lin Manrong reached out and grabbed his hair, and smiled awkwardly.

She just woke up, and asked her to start talking nonsense, isn't this embarrassing her?

Do you want her to tell all the earth-shattering things she said yesterday from meeting Gu Qing and Old Lady Ji?

Forget it, if Lin Zhuo knew that she was locked up in that basement that didn't see the light of day, Lin Zhuo would definitely ask a lot of things endlessly.

"I just went to a doctor who had seen my mom before." Lin Manrong tried his best to condense what happened yesterday, and when he mentioned this incident, he reminded her, "By the way, Xiao Zhuo, I haven't asked you what happened when my mother was sick, and ...... at that time."

"Okay, what's the problem, I'll talk about it later." Ji Citing's face was full of unhappiness

Intentionally interrupted Lin Manrong's words, and sat down on the chair next to him with a bowl in one hand, "You eat something first." ”

Lin Zhuo nodded, and then echoed: "That's right, sister, you can eat something first, if you have any questions, you can ask later." ”

Lin Manrong bit his lip and glared at Ji Citing fiercely, and was about to reach out and bring over the bowl of noodles that were so light that he couldn't see the oil, Ji Citing had already taken the first step and put a chopstick noodle in front of Lin Manrong's mouth.

Lin Manrong was stunned for a while, Ji Citing's behavior was too abnormal, right?

"You forgot what you said yourself so quickly last time?" Ji Citing leaned into Lin Manrong's ear and asked in a low voice.

"What?"

"Lin Zhuo."

Ji Citing spit out two words from his mouth like gold, and Lin Manrong instantly understood what it meant.

She said, so decent, how could Ji Citing do such an abnormal thing.

Thinking that Lin Zhuo was still standing next to him, Lin Manrong had no choice but to bow his head and eat a mouthful of noodles, almost choking to death, Ji Citing was afraid that it was not the first time to feed others, and the movements of holding chopsticks were so stiff, which really made Lin Manrong feel uncomfortable.

Lin Zhuo coughed lightly, "Sister, then you eat first, I'll go do my homework." ”

Seeing Lin Zhuo's back disappear at the door, Ji Citing stopped what he was doing and put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, "Eat it yourself." ”

Lin Manrong rolled her eyes, she still wished she could eat it herself! If she is fed by Ji Citing again, she will have a fear of noodles sooner or later.

"Eh, did you cook it?" Lin Manrong suddenly asked.

In this villa, there are three people, including her, Ji Citing and Lin Zhuo, Lin Zhuo will definitely not be able to cook, so it can only be Ji Citing.

Thinking that the dignified President Ji actually went to the kitchen to cook for her, Lin Manrong's heart was still a little touched.

"No, a maid was transferred from the Ji family, and she will be responsible for cooking and other household chores in the future." Ji Citing said nonchalantly.

In a word, it was like a basin of cold water, which directly extinguished Lin Manrong's small impression just now.

"Oh." Lin Manrong nodded and answered a word.

"What, it wasn't me who cooked the noodles, disappointed?" Ji Citing deliberately asked rhetorically, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Manrong came to the front of Ji Citing and smiled, "Yes, yes, I'm just very disappointed." It's not that I said, Ji Citing, you are really easy to move yourself. ”

Ji Citing wanted to say something, but the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate, "Which one." ”

After hearing the voice in the mobile phone, Ji Citing's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and he handed the mobile phone to Lin Manrong.

"Looking for me?" Lin Manrong stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, looking puzzled.

Who is so bold to find himself through Ji Citing's mobile phone.

"Hey, hello, who's that?" Lin Manrong took Ji Citing's mobile phone and asked.

"Xiaoman, I can be considered to have contacted you, I called you more than n times, sent you more than n text messages, why didn't you reply, I thought something happened to you."

Tang Xue said a lot of words in a rare way, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Manrong put the dishes and chopsticks in her hand on the table, no, she just had an accident, otherwise how could she be groggy, and she didn't know how she came back.

"Say it. What's the matter? ”

The corners of Tang Xue's lips raised, "Xiaoman, sure enough, you know me best." ”