Chapter 820: President, He's a Voice Transmitter! 37

Why don't you play according to the routine?

Touching the fluffy little head under his hand, Qiao Sirui thought to himself, and then raised his hand to wipe the other hand that had just taken the cream fried cake stained with oil, and rubbed Chu Ci's head fiercely with the other hand, but he didn't speak again, took the bottle of juice, and waited for Liang Jiuzhou and them to come to meet.

The little girl held the cream fried cake in front of his eyes, and her eyes blinked, "Senior, don't you eat it?" ”

"Eat it, I've never been a big fan of this." He has never liked sweets, that is, his mother loves to eat them, and occasionally eats a bite or two, but he doesn't actually catch a cold.

He was still lazy, watching the little girl eat half of it in three or two, this is holding his cheeks, looking at Chu Ci, his heroic eyebrows picked again, "Eat slowly, I bought it for you, they don't like this thing, but we have to party in the evening, so we have to leave some stomach for dinner." ”

How can you worry about this little girl when you practice such a small thing?

Thinking so, Qiao Sirui raised his hand to comb his hair.

Chu Ci noticed from his action that this person's hair was slightly messy, as if it was blown by the wind, and the cuffs of his clothes were also pulled up by him A small piece, probably because he saw where it was sold just now, and deliberately opened her so that he could buy it to tease her.

Chu Ci thought as he bit into the crispy cream fried cake on the outside and tender on the inside.

When he had eaten most of the bag, and there were about three or four pieces left in the bag, Chu Ci stopped, tied up the oily paper bag, and drank a sip of juice with satisfaction.

Qiao Sirui watched faintly from the side at the beginning, and then there was a subtle suspicion on his slightly heroic face, and the eyes that looked at the little girl also became a little subtle.

First of all, don't say that you don't panic after eating so much in one go, let's just say that this kind of sweet and greasy thing, after eating so much in one go, is it really not greasy? And drink sweet drinks after eating?

Qiao Sirui said that he couldn't understand the feeling of this kind of sweet tooth control.

Liang Jiuzhou partnered with another boy, compared to Chu Ci Qiao Sirui's side, their progress was inevitably a lot slower, and after waiting for a while, Chu Ci couldn't help but pick up the few small stones that he had just put aside, and threw them into the artificial lake, trying to redeem his previous failed image.

Qiao Sirui sat next to Chu Ci and looked at it with a raised brow, with a little smile in his eyes, and finally he couldn't hold it back, got up and sat closer to Chu Ci, and directly raised his hand to pinch Chu Ci's hand.

That kind of slow voice sounded in Chu Ci's ears, and it was closer, and the slightly flamboyant young master's aura on his body was even stronger, and his tone was a little teasing, "Are you exercising how to throw bombs into the artificial lake?" Why are you so stupid? ”

"You're stupid." Chu Ci's wrist struggled a few times, and he was dissatisfied with the defense.

Qiao Sirui didn't have much intention of this kind of conversation similar to a quarrel between elementary school students, and he didn't say anything when he heard the words, but just squeezed Chu Ci's wrist with some strength, "Call Senior Sheng, I'll teach you." ”

I just said she was stupid, and now you want to teach her?

The little girl puffed out her cheeks and said that not only did she not have a door, but she also had no window.

Seeing that Chu Ci didn't speak, and his little face was full of expressions of 'Lao Tzu is very angry, don't come to provoke Lao Tzu', Qiao Sirui only felt that the bad taste in his heart had been greatly satisfied.