Chapter 60 The Taste of No Conscience

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On this side, Wen Jiu was sitting in the passenger seat eating the snacks prepared by Jiang Yanci in the car. He hummed along with the music in the car between swallowing, and seemed

to be in a very good mood. Jiang Yanci's face was calm, but his eyes fell on Wen Jiu beside him several times, as if he was exploring something.

Finally, when Wen Jiu opened a bag of new flavored potato chips again with a good appetite, he couldn't help asking: "

Are you so happy to meet him?"

The car that originally exuded the faint fragrance of pine and cypress seemed to be soaked in vinegar in an instant. Wen Jiu deliberately sniffed it, and then asked Jiang Yanci with a surprised face:

"Such a strong smell of vinegar, Jiang Yanci, do you smell it?"

"No." Jiang Yanci stopped the car and snatched the potato chips that Wen Jiu had just opened from his hand. He chewed two pieces viciously, and then said sinisterly:

"I just smell a smell of no conscience."

"Ah ha?" Wen Jiu stared at the potato chips in Jiang Yanci's hand with a smile, ready to grab them back when he got the chance.

She asked, "What does it smell like to be conscienceless?"

Jiang Yanci was amused by the man's pretentious appearance, "Raise your hand."

Wenjiu raised his eyebrows and followed suit.

Then Jiang Yanci raised his lips in triumph, "You can smell what it smells like to be conscienceless if you lower your head."

The bad look of the man in front of him was very different from his usual deep look. He

didn't look like the leader of a clan, but more like the arrogant second generation in the circle of Beijing City.

Wenjiu: "..."

"Jiang Yanci!" Wenjiu's teeth were almost broken by being tricked, but he still smiled:

"I think it smells good, if you don't believe me, smell it."

Wenjiu stretched out his hand in front of Jiang Yanci.

In the sun, the skin of Wenjiu's arm was white and tender, looking like a fragrant and soft cake.

Jiang Yanci's eyebrows and heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little itchy at the root of his teeth.

Reaching out two fingers to pinch Wenjiu's wrist and move her hand away from him, Jiang Yanci refused very straightforwardly:

"I won't smell it!"

Wenjiu's hand was so white that it dazzled him.

"Why?"

"I won't smell it!" Jiang Yanci snorted coldly. While Wenjiu was still looking at her hand, Jiang Yanci ate a few bites of potato chips, then handed the bag of potato chips to Wenjiu, wiped his hands elegantly, and reminded: "

Sit tight, I'm going to drive."

Wenjiu silently squeezed the empty bag of potato chips in her hand, and her fist clenched and made a crackling sound.

"Jiang Yanci, are you a dog?!"

As Wenjiu questioned, the car started again. Jiang Yanci looked at her angry expression from the corner of his eyes and chuckled:

"Not a dog, but you."

Wenjiu: "..." How many people have been poisoned by these damn cheesy love words!

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to raise the corners of her mouth, and turned her head to look out the window. If she paid attention to Jiang Yanci today, she would be a dog.

They were speechless along the way. Jiang Yanci only saw the back of Wenjiu's pretty head several times when he looked at her. This childish behavior made Jiang Yanci smile all the time.

When they arrived at Shengshi Jiajing, as soon as the car stopped, Wenjiu opened the door aggressively, but didn't open it.

She was about to turn around and scold Jiang Yanci for locking the door, but there was a "click" sound, and the car lock opened. The words that Wenjiu was about to say were stuck in her throat.

Facing Wenjiu's angry eyes, Jiang Yanci paused his hand on the steering wheel and made an innocent gesture of invitation:

"We're here, Miss Wen, please get out of the car?"

"Ha!" Wenjiu rolled her eyes at him. She bet that Jiang Yanci did it on purpose.

Wenjiu got out of the car holding her breath, and saw Fang Li, who had been in the house for a while, open the door and walk out.

Seeing her, Fang Li's eyes were immediately filled with smiles: "Xiaojiu, you're finally here."

"Brother Yan sent someone to send hot pot over. We can't eat it before you get here, but I'm so greedy."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Ling's head also popped out from the entrance: "I was originally planning to go home to pack my luggage, but when I heard that Brother Yan had someone prepare hot pot, I came directly here."

"Jiujiu, come quickly, I'm so hungry!" She waved at Wenjiu, her face full of irresistible greed.

Listening to their conversation, Wenjiu turned back to look at Jiang Yanci who had just got off the car, raised her eyebrows, and looked like she was waiting for him to explain.

"I was afraid that you would eat too many potato chips and you wouldn't be able to eat the hot pot." The man looked innocent.

Wenjiu glared at him: "Why didn't you say so earlier?" What was the point of her anger along the way?

Knowing that he had upset this little ancestor, Jiang Yanci didn't care about the expressions of the onlookers. He walked to Wen Jiu and lowered his voice to coax her: "

As the saying goes, there is nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal, so Miss Wen, can you give me some face and stop being angry?"

"Humph." Wen Jiu snorted arrogantly and walked towards the villa.

After walking a few steps, he noticed that Jiang Yanci was still there, and immediately turned back and stared at him.

Being locked by Miss Wen's eyes, Jiang Yanci instantly understood what she wanted to express, and followed her with his long legs.

Only then did Wen Jiu turn around and go into the house with satisfaction.

When she arrived in the living room, Wen Jiu noticed that Qi Qin was there.

Seeing her, Qi Qin immediately showed a row of white teeth: "You came uninvited, our Miss Wen won't be angry, right?"

Judging from the current situation, Mu Ling, Fang Li and Wen Jiu seem to have become friends.

The relationship between Jiang Yanci and Wen Jiu was ambiguous, and after all, he became the person who was the most unfamiliar to Wen Jiu.

But for this hot pot, Qi Qin had to come to participate with a thick face.

"No." Wen Jiu shook his head, motioned for a few people to sit down, and then said: "You are the first friend I met in Gangcheng, I am very happy that you are here."

"Hey~" Qi Qin's uneasy heart was relieved by Wen Jiu's words. He immediately took the lead and asked the shy Fang Li to sit down, and began to talk incessantly: "

Wen Jiu and I get along very well. If I were not a man and was guarded by Brother Yan, you two might not be her sisters."

Hearing this, Mu Ling rolled his eyes at him: "Go and have a sex change, and after the sex change, I will also be your sister."

"Little ancestor, can you please stop giving these bad ideas."

"What's bad about it? Didn't you want to be a sister with Jiu Jiu?"

"Although I am a man, it doesn't affect me and her being sisters!"

"Bullshit!" Mu Ling slapped the table: "We girls are all fragrant and soft, you are a stinky stone! Stinky stones are not worthy of us."

"You're the one who's talking nonsense!" Qi Qin was about to slam the table, but when he saw Jiang Yanci's half-smile, his hand softened and he gently picked up the crab legs on the table and put them into the hot pot, muttering, "

I'm a man who doesn't fight with women."

Wenjiu, who was watching the whole scene, curled his eyes and thought the two were very cute: "Eat quickly, the meat is almost done."

Last time, Wenjiu didn't quite believe Qi Qin's words that he only treated Mu Ling as a sister when he saw how Qi Qin indulged Mu Ling. But now, seeing the two of them bickering with each other, he believed it.

During the hot pot meal, most of the time, everyone was watching Mu Ling and Qi Qin bickering.

Of course, in between their bickering, Wenjiu and the other two ate a lot of delicious food quickly.

By the time the two of them reacted, Wenjiu and the others had almost finished eating. Wenjiu

stood up first: "Eat first and don't worry, eat later and wash the dishes. I'll leave it to you."