Chapter 147 When Jiang Jichuan arrived,

Wen Ran immediately raised his face, slipped his hands under the hem of his T-shirt, touched his abdominal muscles, and said playfully: "Then there will be no more little paws touching your abdominal muscles!"

"Tsk! I owe G. again, right?"

Zhou Qixiao said and was about to put down the pot in his hand. Wen Ran immediately retracted his hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes instead.

"I'm so hungry! I want to eat two!"

"You're hungry, haven't you sang yet?" Zhou Qixiao said, raising the corners of his mouth and smiling wildly.

Wen Ran heard that he was teasing her about the loud growling of her stomach, her cheeks turned a light red, and she wrinkled her nose at him.

As Zhou Qixiao said this, he had already heated up the pot and poured in oil.

Wen Ran looked at him beating eggs with one hand and couldn't help but start to praise: "Wow~ Beating eggs with one hand! It's so awesome!" It

was really exaggerated and unintentional.

Zhou Qixiao suppressed the smile that rose at the corner of his mouth. Even if he knew that this little thing was playing tricks on him, he still felt quite happy.

"You think you're going to get away with it if you have a sweet mouth."

Wen Ran snorted softly. If you can't fool him, why don't you fool him?

He suddenly became squeamish, "I want one sweet and one salty, and the sweet edge should be fried and a little burnt. The ones that are burnt and salty should be salty and the salt should be spread evenly! Oh, by the way, I don't eat raw ones, they have to be well cooked!"

Zhou Qixiao shook the pot with one hand and turned the omelette over.

The other hand rubbed Wen Ran's head back: "You are quite picky, Wen Mianmian, then do you want me to do a striptease for you while you are eating?"

Wen Ran was about to say that it was not necessary.

But when he turned his eyes and thought, "If you are not like this, I can't help it..."

"Oh! OK! If you dare to close your eyes in a while, I will press you on the dining table and beat you hard..."

Wen Ranxiao Her heart trembled, how could she forget that men were shameless and she shouldn't be quick to show off.

"I was wrong, I want to eat with you!"

...

China, who had rushed back all night, leaned against the door, holding a life-saving bag of coffee in her mouth, listening to the words that came from inside.

She looked up at the sky.

Love makes people perverted!

Is this still the boss?

Why do I feel like I have been taken away from you?

Or should Shengqing's "mouth, mouth, mouth" method work ?

The boy actually didn't ask the boss for the service fee.

She rubbed her cheeks, wondering whether it was because she added too much sugar to the coffee, or whether it was sore. Why did her big teeth hurt so much?

That's it ! She didn't quite understand why she was asked to come back overnight.

And just as she was thinking about where Sheng Qing was

, Sheng Qing rushed in from outside, closed the door and shouted: "Boss, Jiang Jichuan said he wanted to see Sister Xiaoran!"

Both people in the kitchen heard Sheng Qing. This one roared.

Zhou Qixiao calmly sprinkled some salt on the eggs without saying a word.

Wen Ran was a little frustrated, and grabbed Zhou Qixiao's clothes. After thinking for a while, he turned back to Sheng Qing and said, "Aqing, he's still gone."

After hearing Wen Ran's words, Zhou Qixiao, who was a little stiff, hit the eggs neatly. , sprinkled the sugar obediently, turned the heat down a little, and fried caramel eggs for her.

Shengqing grabbed his golden hair with both hands, looking like a mask of pain, and wanted to wink at Zhou Qixiao, but he didn't look back at all!

What to do! I can only tell the truth, "Jiang Jichuan said about sister Xiaoran's father. !What should I do, what should I do, boss? Do you want to kill him and silence him?"

Zhou Qixiao paused while holding the shovel in his hand.

The originally relaxed brows instantly knitted together.

Damn it! How could this idiot be silenced when he was shouting so loudly!

"My father" Wen Ran is currently using a Nanzhou number, and the Huaguo number has not yet been replaced.

She felt that there should be new developments at the Huaguo Police Station. They could not contact her and contacted the Jiang family.

She immediately let go of her hand, turned around and ran out.

Zhou Qixiao turned off the fire, turned around and hooked Wen Ran's back collar.

"Hmm~" Wen Ran was pulled back and looked back at Zhou Qixiao doubtfully.

His big eyes rolled, and he asked: "Would you like to come along and help me hear the truth?"

In fact, Wen Ran didn't want Zhou Qixiao to participate. After all, his father's death was complicated and confusing, and he didn't know how much the Zhou family was involved. Involving Zhou Qi Xiao...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the color on Wen Ran's face instantly faded.

She hurriedly denied it in her heart. It was absolutely impossible. Zhou Qixiao was still trying to find out who her father was. How could she be involved in the murder of him.

Zhou Qixiao let go of his hand, grabbed a piece of kitchen paper and wiped his hands casually, but when he opened his mouth, Wen Ran's little thought was exposed.

"Wen Mianmian, if I want to kill someone, I will never hide it. If I killed you, I would tell you on the first day." He seemed to have thought of something when he said this.

I was about to say that if I did it, you should be drinking tea underground with your dad right now. Shengqing shouted: "Mouth! Mouth! Mouth!"

Zhou Qixiao frowned and raised his eyes, his eyes full of displeasure.

What's the matter?

He was just telling the truth, why can't he tell the truth these days!

"Wen Mianmian, if..."

Chi Na spit out the bag of coffee in her mouth, ignoring her hoarse voice, and followed suit Shouting: "Mouth! Mouth!"

Wen Ran: This is not the first time she has heard this. Is it some kind of spell she doesn't know?

Zhou Qixiao raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. The feeling of the magic sound in his ears came again. .

He shouted irritably: "Shut up!"

Seeing that the two people finally calmed down, he looked at Wen Ran: "Ten minutes."

Zhou Qixiao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the timer function, and pressed start: "Start now."

Wen Ran: (⊙ o ⊙)

She knew Zhou Qixiao's temperament. Seeing that he was no longer in a beautiful mood, she didn't dare to bargain with him, so she ran out.

"Aqing, let him come in and talk in the living room!"

After Wen Ran walked around the dining room and passed through the arch to the living room, Jiang Jichuan also came in.

This glance surprised Wen Ran.

From childhood to adulthood, in Wen Ran's impression, Jiang Jichuan was always tidy and ascetic, with a sense of alienation that was not contaminated by the world.

But at this time, his hair was messy, and although his clothes were still pressed, they were no longer as refined as before. It was as if he just found a random set of clothes and put them on, looking down and out.

But Wen Ran just sighed inwardly, with a distant and polite smile on his face, without showing any sympathy or other emotions.

"Brother, do you have any news about my father?"

The cry of "brother" made Jiang Jichuan feel like a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.

After Wen Ran was in high school, when he got older, he felt that calling Jichuan brother was a bit too boring, so he changed his name to eldest brother.

He insisted that she keep calling her the same name as before, saying that he didn't want to be alienated from her, and the little girl obeyed, so she kept calling her that way.

But now, this big brother sounds more like family, but it also completely cuts off the possibility between them.

Jiang Jichuan lowered his head and smiled.

He had always known that Wen Ran looked soft but was actually very cruel.

Those boys who chased her were simply rejected by her without him and Jiang Jiliu taking action.

This led to her being bullied by a few pricks, and then he and Jiang Jiliu secretly vented their anger for her.

He just didn't expect that one day it would be used so hard on him and it would hurt so much...

Jiang Jichuan nodded and glanced at Zhou Qixiao walking through the arch from the corner of his eye.

The man was dressed casually, but it couldn't hide his arrogance.

Feeling his gaze, she lazily raised her head and looked over. Those eyes that were supposed to be affectionate and seductive were as cold as sharp knives, which stung Jiang Jichuan's heart.

This kind of aura, which he had seen and killed before, made him instinctively seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Zhou Qixiao didn't go this way, he just leaned against the decorative arch and tapped his phone with his fingers.

"Wen Mianmian, there are still eight minutes."

Wen Ran ground his teeth silently, feeling a little anxious.

"Brother, what do you know?"