Jian Lixi felt comfortable biting and put down his arm.

He didn't frown and raised his other hand: "Do you still need it?"

Jian Lixi: "..."

Is he a masochist?

Snapping his arm: "No, thank you."

Luo Yangui snorted coldly from the tip of his nose, got up and put the medicine box in place.

The phone vibrates in your pocket.

Jian Lixi took out her cell phone and it was Jian Jun’s phone number.

Jian Lixi didn't want to answer, so her phone vibrated endlessly, and finally she picked it up.

Once connected, it is the same as expected.

"Jian Lixi, where are you now? Do you still have my sister-in-law in your eyes?"

Jian Lixi listened to the other party's voice and cursed without saying a single good thing.

"If you don't come back, I'll go to school to tell you the teacher tomorrow."

"What are you doing when you come back? Do your work?"

"You." Jian Jun really means this. It's useless to have a free worker like her.

And she lives in her house, so she naturally has to work for her.

When Jian Jun wanted to say something, Jian Lixi had already hung up the phone.

When Jian Jun called again, he could no longer connect.

He angrily threw his cell phone straight: "The uneducated guy, the same virtue as her father!"

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Luo Yangui's home is an open kitchen.

After Jian Lixi finished the call with Jian Jun, she put her phone away and put it in her pocket and smelled a scent.

I only remembered that I hadn't had dinner today, and I was a little hungry, so I instinctively got up and walked over.

I saw him skillfully cooking noodles and beating eggs.

Jian Lixi not only raised her eyebrows, but also leaned against the cooking table: "You can still cook?"

This was something she didn't expect.

He turned around and glanced at her.

Jian Lixi didn't say anything anymore, just looked at him.

From his figure to his every move.

Jian Lixi always feels that he is like the male protagonist in the movie, every frame is perfect, as if it was taken by the director deliberately looking for an angle.

Once upon a time, she thought she would not stop for anyone anymore.

But now, she couldn't help but watch.

Watching him prepare the noodles, give it to her and to himself.

Jian Lixi was not polite either and went to wash her hands in front of the toilet.

The bandaged one will not be washed.

Luo Yangui had already sat down and started moving there.

Jian Lixi said without saying pretentiously that she had to wait for her.

Sit across from him and pick up the chopsticks.

Taste is very good.

Jian Lixi finished eating in one breath and then leaned against the back of the chair.

Instinctively go to light a cigarette.

As soon as he took out the cigarette, he snatched it over.

Jian Lixi was stunned.

He looked at her and said, "Wash the dishes."

Jian Lixi: "..."

He took out the lighter and put the cigarette he had taken from her hand in his mouth. With a "pop", the lighter lit it.

He took a sip, scarlet cigarette butts and curling smoke.

He leaned aside, his cheeks hiding in the smoke.

Unrecognizable emotions.

Jian Lixi only felt that this picture was frozen.

"I'm injured." Jian Lixi stretched out her hand.

"So too," he said.

Jian Lixi remembered the scars on his face.

I really love to hold grudges.

Jian Lixi stood up, picked up the dishes and went to the bathroom to wash the dishes.

Just as his hand was about to be put into the water, he pulled it.

His eyes were full of danger.

"Jian Lixi, I'm not a philanthropist."

"So, I can't give."

Being confused at his words.

Jian Lixi was still digesting his words.

The back of his head was buckled and pressed forward.

And he bit her lip directly.

Not gentle, but bite.

Jian Lixi instinctively wanted to hide...
Chapter completed!