Jiang Chacha looked at him, his lips pursed, the corners of his mouth were pale and his eyes were as heavy as obsidian.

The feeling of a storm.

I won't let him find out.

She was a little stunned, and her hands covering her eyes stiffened.

Bian Jichen inserted his pocket, and said in a voice without any ups and downs: "I will only say it once." ”

There was no way, Jiang Chacha had to stand up from the ground slowly, very slowly, like a snail turtle, so that people wanted to kick her and take a few more steps for her.

Seeing Jiang Chacha walking towards the young master, and the young master's face was not very good-looking.

Su Xiaxue and Li Xiaoxiao, who were wearing colors on their bodies, looked at each other triumphantly and smiled.

Jiang Chacha also felt that Bian Jichen was here to scold her.

So, she walked in front of Bian Jichen dejectedly, her voice was quieter than a mosquito, and she couldn't hear it, "Young Master......"

If you do something wrong, you are about to be scolded, what is the first thing to do?

In Jiang Chacha's life guidelines, the first thing to do is to cry.

Her move, for more than ten years, has never failed wherever she hits, and the knife is deadly.

No matter how strict her parents were, she cried, and the two of them were out of line in an instant. When she was a child, she had a conflict and fight with the next class in kindergarten, and she directly took off the little boy's pants and hung them on the branches, so that the little pot friends in each class could appreciate it.

At that time, her teacher saw her and his face was so gloomy that he wanted to steal her knife. But when she cries, she will be coquettish appropriately, and the teacher will be gone.

And she has well-developed tear glands, and she cries when she says she cries.

So, Bian Jichen just closed his eyes slightly, and after brewing for a long time, he just wanted to talk about her.

As soon as she looked up, he caught the sparkling water.

Then he saw the eyes hidden under the black-rimmed glasses, full of tears, the tears were still whirling pitifully, and they could not be dropped, and the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were like blush, pink and tender, and it was easy to make people feel pity.

…… He hadn't said anything.

She grinned against the bared teeth just now and sobbed, "Young Master, I'm really scared... They bullied me......"

She cautiously reached out and grabbed the corner of his coat.

She looked at him dumbfoundedly, "Young Master, you have to help me administer justice." ”

Obviously, the girl's tricks are not clever, and it is easy to see through.

But Bian Jichen glanced at her from top to bottom and didn't respond.

Finally, his gaze crossed over to her, looked at the two people behind her, and asked calmly, "What happened?" ”

He seems to have such a surrendering charm under his superior skin and bones, and he was cultivated as the heir of the group at birth, and he can hold down the scene and has natural leadership.

Even though he is young now, he can faintly glimpse his later glory.

He asked suddenly, and Jiang Cha Cha became even more nervous.

The shoe on her left foot was gone, and she threw it out the window in an emergency, preferring to die rather than let them catch it.

She was now wearing round scalp shoes on one foot and barefoot, which was very funny.

Jiang Chacha could feel that Bian Jichen had just glanced under her skirt, intentionally or unintentionally.

No matter how much it is.

She turned her head and looked at Su Xiaxue and them nervously, but she didn't know if the two of them would tell what had happened.

She clenched her fists, she absolutely couldn't let Bian Jichen know that she could afford to wear shoes worth thousands of yuan.

In that case, she would really die!!

Jiang Chacha stared at the two of them tightly.

Su Xiaxue and Li Shanshan were embarrassed, they looked at me and I looked at you, biting their lips a little embarrassed, and no one had the face to tell the truth.

If the young master knew that they were in order to know whether the shoes Jiang Chacha was wearing were genuine, and there was this farce fight, what would the young master think of them?

Isn't this a clear admission that the two of them worship money and vanity? ?

If he said it, it would definitely arouse the disgust of the young master.

As the most servants, they are not only afraid that their work will not be satisfied with the master's family, but they are also afraid that they will not be liked by the master's family.

Unlike the company, which looks at performance, a large part of the dismissal of those who work as nannies and servants is based on the owner's preferences.

He sees that you are pleasing to the eye, so he will give you a salary increase, and will send some condolence gifts on holidays, and if you are not pleasing to the eye, he will fire you in minutes, and there are still people outside who are eager to squeeze into the side house, they can be replaced at any time.

If the young master is really tired of them, won't their coveted high-paying job fly away?

So Su Xiaxue and the two of them lowered their heads and were silent, no one dared to say anything.

Bian Jichen waited patiently, he was tired of standing, his tall body was lazily leaning against the wall, his hands were wrapped, his fingers were lightly pointed, and finally he lowered his eyes and looked at the precision Patek Philippe watch in his hand, and said coolly: "It's been a minute, why don't you say it, huh?" ”

Jiang Chacha guessed why they didn't dare to tell the truth, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In that case, better.

Although she owes it like this, she still proudly raised her chin, pretended to wave her hand heartily, and finally patted her chest, "The young master is fine, I am generous, I have the weight of a gentleman, hum!" I will forgive them for taking my shoes, and I will not bother with them. ”

In the end, she smiled shyly, "Hey, I'm still too good-hearted." ”

Su Xiaxue and Li Shanshan in the back stared at her deadly, and they were about to stare down their eyes.

It was the first time they had met such a person.

Although they did it first, they were wrong.

However, ginger tea is the most ferocious, okay!! They now have a lot of wounds on their bodies, and they still hurt terribly.

Jiang Chacha ignored them, she tentatively continued to grab the corner of Bian Jichen's clothes, he didn't refuse, so she became more and more bold, she shook gently, and her voice became softer: "Young master, I'm not angry, you can forgive them." ”

Typical cheap and good.

Bian Jichen looked down at her from above, and he didn't say anything, so she shamelessly named herself "not guilty".

Su Xiaxue was so angry that her face was full of color.

But none of them dared to say the truth, it was not good for them, so they had to eat this dumb loss, and they were so angry that they could only say nothing.

Seeing that the three of them were obviously pregnant with ghosts, but they could let Jiang Chacha dictatorship talk nonsense, Bian Jichen felt that it was quite interesting.

Since they were unwilling to investigate who was right and who was wrong in this matter, Bian Jichen didn't bother to pursue it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the feet under the hem of the dress of the ginger tea maid.

Jiang Chacha noticed that he was looking over, and the bare foot couldn't help but shrink quietly and hid behind the leather shoe on his right foot.

Only then did he realize that her feet were extraordinarily small and snow-white, and her round and delicate feet revealed an ambiguous pale pink, which looked a little drunk and glamorous compared with the reddish-brown tiles.

Jiang Cha Cha nervously lifted his heart, not knowing what he was going to do next.

I saw that he retracted his gaze lightly, and his eyes were clear.

"The shoes are gone, it's pitiful."

"......" Jiang Chacha smiled calmly.

Thank you, she knows, no need for you to say!!

He looked down at his watch again, and there was still time, "Follow me to the mall." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, walking with the wind.

Jiang Chacha froze in place and asked, "What are you doing in the mall?" ”

He didn't look back, his slightly cold voice echoed in the empty corridor, his tone was a little idle and bland, "Do you want to walk barefoot, but no one will carry you." ”