Chapter 33 My thoughts are the same as yours

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But the reality is that her thoughts are not realistic at all.

Hearing the doorbell, Wen Jiu moved down from the sofa with despair and floated to open the door.

A few seconds later, after seeing that the person standing outside the door was Jiang Yanci, Wen Jiu closed the door again without even thinking. Wen Jiu

realized what he had done: "..."

Well, this is how the trick of covering up something makes it more obvious.

Through the door, Wen Jiu seemed to hear the laughter coming from the chest of the person outside the door.

She took a deep breath and resigned herself to her fate by reopening the door.

"I know I went too far last night, you can scold me." She lowered her head, looking like a coward who would never talk back at her no matter how you want to scold her.

Jiang Yanci looked at the silly hair on her head that was swaying and sticking up, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger before it faded away.

Raising his hand, he rubbed her head like he was stroking a puppy. Seeing her look up in surprise, Jiang Yanci raised his lips and asked,

"Very cute. And how do you know I didn't do it voluntarily?"

"Huh?" Has this man lost his bottom line to this extent?

Wen Jiu was suspicious in her heart. She felt the temperature on her head and realized that Jiang Yanci's hand was still on her head. Just as she was about to struggle, she saw Jiang Yanci's face enlarged in front of her.

Wen Jiu clearly saw her surprised expression in his deep pupils.

"Wen Xiaojiu." Without waiting for her to dodge, Jiang Yanci asked slowly in his seductive and lingering voice,

"Do you know what I wanted to do when you were so close to me last night?"

For some reason, after Jiang Yanci asked this, her eyes couldn't help but fall on his moist lips.

The man's lips are thin, and the obvious curve of his upper lip is sexy and evil.

Especially when the corners of his lips were raised like this, that kind of invisible ruffian aura really made him look like the bad boy living next door. Even though he knew that the other party was dangerous, the girl who was just beginning to fall in love couldn't help but want to get close to him.

Wenjiu pursed her lips. She didn't know what Jiang Yanci wanted to do, but she knew what he wanted to do.

As if she had noticed her thoughts, a man's seductive laugh came to her ears.

He straightened up and took his hand back. When he walked past Wenjiu, he left a sentence: "My thoughts are the same as yours."

Wenjiu: "???"

"No?" She hurriedly chased after him: "What do I think, what do you think?"

That's not right. How did Jiang Yanci know what she was thinking just now?

Unfortunately, Jiang Yanci didn't answer Wenjiu's question.

His eyes fell on the hangover tea and porridge on the table that had not been touched: "Just woke up?"

Wenjiu wanted to ask more, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she cared too much, so she endured it.

She suppressed her shyness and praised Jiang Yanci proudly: "Yeah."

Seeing that Jiang Yanci had gone to the kitchen to get tableware and served the porridge and hangover soup separately, Wenjiu felt that the person in front of her was too familiar with doing these things. She

immediately thought of the clean dining table when she woke up, and Wenjiu felt guilty: "Last night, didn't you clean the restaurant?"

"Yeah, I just cleaned it up." Jiang Yanci put the porridge on the dining table, "Come and eat."

This person, what he did and considered was too comprehensive.

This made Wenjiu feel that he was not pursuing her, but raising a daughter.

Seeing that Jiang Yanci had pulled the chair away, Wenjiu walked over and sat down. After taking a sip of the delicate and dense yam porridge, Wenjiu asked Jiang Yanci:

"You don't want to drink?"

The person who just took out his mobile phone looked at her and said: "I ate in the company cafeteria."

"Then you..." Wenjiu wanted to ask Jiang Yanci why he came here since he had eaten, but he immediately reacted halfway through the words.

She shut up in time, but Jiang Yanci didn't miss such a good opportunity to tease her.

"Come and see if our Miss Wen has gotten up."

Wen Jiu took a mouthful of porridge viciously. She just had nothing to do recently so she was a little lazy.

It's not like she sleeps until noon every day.

Looking at her movements, it seemed that what she was chewing was not the yam porridge that melted in the mouth but herself. Jiang Yanci couldn't help but chuckle again.

He felt that even if Wen Jiu did nothing, as long as he saw her, his mood would get better uncontrollably.

For example, now, even if he had a heart attack because of the stupidity of that group of shareholders in the morning, the unhappiness in his heart would dissipate consciously when he saw her.

Jiang Yanci laughed too loudly, and his whole body was filled with joy. Wen Jiu glanced at him

dissatisfiedly. The spoon poked hard in the bowl. She didn't do anything ridiculous?

Jiang Yanci acted like she was his stimulant!

After finishing the meal quickly, Wenjiu saw Jiang Yanci was about to get up to clean up again, so she raised her hand to stop him:

"No, I'm not useless, I'll do it myself."

What's the point of always asking guests to do housework?

Wenjiu put the thermos box and bowls in the kitchen, then rolled up her sleeves and started washing.

She saw Jiang Yanci coming over from the corner of her eye, staring at her at the kitchen door, and suddenly felt awkward for some reason.

She cleared her throat: "Don't you believe I can do housework?"

"No." It's not difficult to see from Wenjiu's usual behavior that she is not a young lady who doesn't do housework, otherwise she wouldn't keep her house so clean when she lives alone.

"Then why are you staring at me?" Although Wenjiu was talking to Jiang Yanci, her hands didn't stop moving.

Jiang Yanci: "I'm afraid you'll be bored."

"Is that so~" Wenjiu suddenly laughed wickedly: "When did our President Jiang change his job to be a chat companion? Is it profitable?!"

She teased Jiang Yanci whenever she got the chance, and she enjoyed it completely.

Jiang Yanci was not annoyed, and even cooperated with a thoughtful expression. When he saw Wenjiu put the bowl in the disinfection cabinet and turned around to pick up the thermos, he replied: "

It's not a lot of money, the main thing is to make the employer happy."

After that, he handed the tissue to Wenjiu, took the thermos, and asked with a smile: "Right, Miss Wen?"

Wenjiu wiped the water stains on his hands and walked past Jiang Yanci proudly.

"I think it's just average."

Just average?

After getting this evaluation, Jiang Yanci didn't even know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

He put the thermos on the table and quickly caught up with Wenjiu who wanted to escape.

"Miss Wen, why don't you tell me what's so good about it?"

The man in front of him had broad shoulders and narrow waists, and the mint green suit couldn't cover the man's overly good figure.

Wenjiu's eyes lit up, and after reacting, she quickly pretended to be calm and replied:

"You are too reserved." She emphasized: "Chatting should be more...

"What's that?" Jiang Yanci really had never understood the concept of a chat companion, so he immediately asked humbly.

Wenjiu also got excited and motioned for Jiang Yanci to sit down.

After a moment, she stared at Jiang Yanci, who was sitting on the sofa to her left, and began to teach by counting on her fingers.

"First, you have to be polite when you are a chat companion. How can you show your politeness?"

She leaned towards Jiang Yanci: "When you meet a lively, cute, gentle and beautiful customer like me, you have to call me sister."

"So..." Wenjiu squinted her eyes, raised her chin and teased Jiang Yanci like she was teasing a pet: "Call me sister and let me hear it." 

"..."