He Jichen, who received her eyes, shook his heart heavily.

The scene at this time is mostly like him and her when he was young......

At that time, whoever made her unhappy, she would always give him a problem so unreasonably.

The gang was the same as the fat man now, and asked her why she did this in what tone, and she didn't even bother to give an explanation, so she just dragged her little face and looked at him.

God knows how much he loved her reaction, because she made him feel that she needed him.

The fat man saw Ji Yi looking at He Jichen, the alarm bell in his head, and the words of resistance that he was about to say suddenly disappeared between his lips and teeth, and he instinctively turned his head to look at He Jichen: "Brother Chen......"

He Jichen, who heard the fat man's voice, flashed his eyelids slightly, and pulled back the thoughts that were looking back at Ji Yi's eyes, as if he didn't see the begging for mercy in the fat man's eyes at all, and said in a very light tone: "Go." ”

No way? It's been four years, and when you encounter the unreasonable troubles of the big demon king, the tyrant is still so undisciplined?

The fat man was stunned for two seconds, and then moved his lips again.

This time he didn't even make a sound, He Jichen's eyebrows frowned, the fat man clearly felt that there were countless sharp lights, shooting at him, he stood up from the chair like a conditioned reflex, and then his throat was inexplicable, and what he wanted to say became uncontrollably: "I'll go, I'll go." ”

As he spoke, the fat man raised his foot towards the door of the box.

He Jichen seemed to be very satisfied with his answer, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were stretched again, he stared at the back of the fat man leaving in a hurry, thought about it, opened his mouth again, and his tone became a little lazy: "Well, remember to buy all the snacks." ”

The fat man suddenly stopped, "Morning ......"

He only said one word, and He Jichen moved his lips again: "Ten copies." ”

The fat man gasped, and before he could make a sound, He Jichen moved his lips again as if he knew he was going to speak: "A ......"

Before the word "100 percent" was said, the fat man ran out of the box, for fear that He Jichen would really let him pack 100 copies of everything, and disappeared in an instant.

……

When the fat man returned to the box with a large bag and a small bag, panting and sweating, Ji Yi was sipping tea with his head down, and He Jichen was holding a wine glass, looking at Ji Yi with a little softness on his eyebrows.

The slow cold wind is blowing two people, how to look at the picture, how comfortable.

After queuing for a long time, the fat man who was sweating several times became more and more congested, and when he put the packing box in his hand on the table, he couldn't help muttering: "Fox fake tiger might!" In cahoots! The faint king is matched with the great demon king, it is simply a miserable ...... in the world"

Before the last word "case" was finished, He Jichen's eyes swept over lightly, and the fat man hurriedly closed his mouth, and handed it to Ji Yi with a smile on his face.

Ji Yi couldn't hold back, laughed sneeringly, raised his hand, took it, and said "thank you" to the fat man with a little apology.

The fat man knew that Ji Yi was embarrassed for her little willfulness on a whim, he waved his hand, smiled back brightly, picked up the wine glass with ice, and drank it in a big gulp.

When the fat man picked up the wine bottle and refilled it for himself, he also added wine to He Jichen, and when he inadvertently looked up, he saw that He Jichen was still staring at Ji Yi with soft eyebrows.