Chapter 337: All kinds of tosses

Wen Yichu peeled the apple and put it in front of Jin Siyu.

He tasted it, "It's too sour." ”

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"Another."

Wen Yichu stared at Jin Siyu, "Are you sure you need my patient to cut it for you?" Aren't you afraid of contagion? ”

"It's all on, and I'm not infected, what are you afraid of?" Jin Siyu looked up at her shyly, word by word, and said clearly.

He spoke in explicit terms, simple and rude.

Wen Yichu had never seen a more brazen man than him, gritted his teeth, glared at him fiercely, and peeled an apple again.

But as soon as it was brought to him, he didn't eat apples, but drank hand-ground coffee.

"Jin Siyu, you did it on purpose, right?"

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"I won't do it!"

Wen Yichu really didn't want to make trouble, originally thought that if she talked to him so much, he would listen to him a thing or two, and he wouldn't embarrass her anymore, believe in her, and give her a little freedom.

didn't expect him to torture her in such a disguise.

Jin Siyu slowly got up and walked up to Wen Yichu, "If I don't have coffee to drink, I will be unusually irritable, restless, and will do some things that you can't imagine......"

He said, staring straight at her chest.

Wen Yichu subconsciously covered his chest and took a step back, "You...... What do you want? ”

"You and I haven't tried it in the study yet? How's it going on this desk? Jin Siyu's hand had already begun to pack up the documents, looking at her, and smiling extremely slyly.

Wen Yichu disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Jin Siyu stared at her back and smiled proudly.

Wen Yichu kept turning and turning downstairs, grinding coffee, grinding his hands a little sore.

Aunt Lan couldn't help laughing, "Young Master shouldn't be angry." If he tosses and tosses you, it should be sunny after the rain. ”

He's not angry anymore.

But what he has done, he has caused harm to others forever.

I don't know if Qi Yan has survived the difficulties now, whether he has woken up.

Thinking of Qi Yan, Wen Yichu's face was filled with sorrow.

Aunt Lan patted her hand, "Miss Wen, who are you worried about?" Don't show such an expression in front of the young master, he will be cranky again, thinking that you are ...... Thinking about others. ”

She does think about others.

"Miss Wen, my good young lady, I ask you to protect yourself. The young master is a very simple person, you know him, so don't touch his scales. ”

The corners of Wen Yichu's mouth twitched slightly, she was already trying her best to avoid it, but ......

Never mind.

Let's take one step at a time.

Let's leave this Imperial Garden first.

Wen Yichu brought the ground coffee to Jin Siyu again, and said patiently: "Be careful of burning." ”

Jin Siyu glanced at her and pointed to the sofa next to her, "Sit down." ”

Wen Yichu sat there obediently.

She'll see what he can toss.

How long can I toss.

Jin Siyu took a sip of coffee, hummed with satisfaction, and drank coffee while flipping through the documents, which was so comfortable.

Wen Yichu stared at the naΓ―ve and perverted Jin Siyu, and there was really a fire in his heart.

Meeting him was definitely the most unlucky thing in her life.

He saved her life and harmed her unjustly, making her really contradictory and extremely painful.

Jin Siyu finished drinking his coffee, looked up at Wen Yichu again, and hooked his fingers, "Come here." ”

Wen Yichu could only step forward obediently.

"Shoulder press."

Press! Press!

Wen Yichu's hand landed on his shoulder and pressed hard, hard.

But his muscles are too hard!

She's just working hard, but it's just a drop in the bucket.