The pretended to be indifferent and muffled, such a contrast and cuteness.

Jiang Chacha felt that her heart was being tickled.

Help me!!

How could he be so cute?!!!

So, he has been cold to her for so long, is he awkward waiting for her to coax him? ?

Jiang Chacha's eyelids jumped, and she went to look at him again.

I saw that he was still facing sideways, deliberately not looking at her, and pursed his thin lips very hard.

Jiang Cha Cha felt that her heart was about to melt.

Woo woo woo he's a foul or not!

But......

She still had to verify it.

She thought about it, and then moved the apple in her hand closer to him, and she asked tentatively, "Then, young master, let me feed you?" ”

His fingers on the book moved again, and after a moment of silence, he hummed again.

Jiang Cha Cha felt like there were cat's claws scratching on the tip of her heart.

She suddenly became bold, leaned over to him, and literally fed the apple to his mouth.

She saw his long, drooping eyelashes move slightly.

He hesitated for a moment, then quietly took the apple she handed over, then bit down and chewed slowly.

Obviously, he has a noble and cold face, but Jiang Chacha inexplicably feels that he looks so good when he eats!

How can there be such a well-behaved person?

Jiang Chacha held her face and looked at him with a smile, "Is it delicious?" ”

Bian Jichen finished eating.

Hearing her speak, the eyes that insisted on looking away flashed slightly, and he casually looked at her, staring at her quietly for a while, and when she couldn't stay any longer, he gently looked away again.

"Hmm."

He was angry just now, but now as long as he is hum, Jiang Chacha wants to laugh, and he frantically pokes at her cuteness.

She pressed down the corners of her mouth that rose wildly with her hands.

"It's delicious, eat a little more."

In the face of her feeding, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, obviously resisting on his face, but his actions were so honest, biting off one piece of flesh after another, and chewing elegantly there.

So, she came up with a little idea of teasing him.

"Is it delicious?"

He still snorted.

Just when he was getting used to eating, she recycled her hand and handed him the plate, "If it's delicious, then the young master can eat it himself." ”

Didn't feed the fruit to her lips gently and considerately like just now, Bian Jichen was slightly stunned, and then his cold gaze swept over.

He seemed to see through her thoughts.

Although Jiang Chacha was naughty, she was still frightened by his eyes and didn't dare to speak.

I didn't expect to be discovered by him.

Yes, although the contrast he just made was very cute, how could she forget that he was actually a very dangerous man?

Yes, men.

He stared at her coldly.

Only then did she realize that because of the fruit she had just fed him, the distance between the two of them was so close.

His eyes stared deeply at her, a deep pool, like a mysterious whirlpool, and she felt like she was about to be sucked in, lost in it.

And his aura had unconsciously wrapped her tightly around her. It is no longer as clean as a spring of youth, but full of the strong aura of a dangerous man.

Between breaths, it was all the cold seasoning on his body.

Jiang Chacha's eyelashes trembled, and she was about to step back subconsciously.

She was half-squatting, so she could only move her arms back first, but the upper body of the man sitting on the sofa leaned towards her.

He folded his hands on his knees, his eyes down at her.

Like the wind of the abyss, it oppressively presses.

Jiang Chacha didn't know when the young man in front of her had grown into a man invisibly in a place she couldn't see.

He raised a hand and placed it on the arm of the sofa, and from the perspective behind Jiang Chacha, it looked like he was holding her tightly in his arms.

He didn't hmm anymore, and his eyes returned to clarity.

He looked at her and asked suddenly.

"What about your old glasses?"

Which is still the same just now?

Jiang Chacha was stunned for a moment, then stammered back: "Yes, in my pocket." ”

Bian Jichen said meaninglessly: "Give it to me." ”

Jiang Chacha hesitated, then took out the glasses frame in his pocket and put it in his hand.

I don't know what he's going to do.

From just now to now, her feet were almost numb when she squatted, she couldn't help but move her legs, and then she wanted to stand up.

For some reason, she suddenly desperately wanted to escape from this place.

A hand stretched out in the air pressed her shoulder, pressing down the momentum of her rise, but the strength was gentle, with a strength that she couldn't resist.

Ginger Cha Cha was stunned.

Then, she saw Bian Jichen's two slender fingers gently pinching the black-framed glasses, looked at them for a while, and the upper body suddenly leaned towards her.

Unexpected moves appeared.

He ruffled the hair from the side of her face and put black-rimmed glasses on her face.

His cool fingers ran gently over her skin.

But what attracted her the most was his focused look and the cold star-like light in his eyes.

He didn't know why, but he did.

Maybe it's because she used to wear glasses in a maid's outfit.

Bian Jichen's eyelids drooped downward, and soon, he saw that the girl's face was slightly red at a speed visible to the naked eye, her eyes were wet, and after the eyelashes closed, her eyes began to dodge.

Ginger tea tea is in turmoil.

Bian Jichen tonight was really dangerous, she couldn't predict what he would do next, and she couldn't guess the logic of his actions anymore.

So she didn't think about it, she subconsciously got up and wanted to escape.

As a result, the next second after she got up, a hand that appeared in the air suddenly crossed her waist, blocking the space between her and the outside world.

Then the hand landed on her waist, and at first it was a simple finger, and at last he seemed to find himself greedy for more, and his possessiveness was not restrained.

So, his arm gradually tugged inward, his fingers were not reconciled to the status quo, and one palm grasped her waist.

His hand was like a hot iron, and it felt like it could leave a deep mark on her waist.

Jiang Cha Cha felt like her waist was hitting his thin arm.

Her eyelids jumped, and before she could react, he exerted a little more force, and she only felt her body lean forward subconsciously, and the next time she opened her eyes, she had already come to a cold embrace.

Her figure froze.

Because Bian Jichen is no longer holding her waist with one hand, his other arm has also been looped, he sits on the sofa and lets her cling to his body little by little.

Just as her head was about to explode, the man in front of her gently leaned his forehead against her.

"I'm tired, let me lean on."