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Chapter 837 President, he is a voice control! 51

To be honest, I am used to seeing this man sitting lazily aside without saying anything, or his eyes are sharp, or his eyes are squinting.

At this moment, I heard this person recite these words seriously for her with a little arrogant voice, which was quite a bit arrogant.

I always feel a little cute inexplicably.

The young master of the capital was completely unaware of what Chu Ci was thinking in his head. He frowned slightly and almost wordlessly, he recited the brochure he had accidentally seen when school started to start, and then looked at the girl's reaction with his eyes tilted. He saw Chu Ci's eyes were shiny and a sweet smile, just looking at him.

This smile is sweet, but the feeling that Qiao Sirui feels very subtle.

Qiao Sirui's hand holding a black shoulder bag was inserted into his pocket, and he rolled up his cuffs twice. The black watch on his wrist, which had a distinct joint, reflected a faint glow in the sun.

Seeing Chu Ci's eyes like this, Qiao Sirui, who had always been used to the gaze of others, couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin, and spoke with some confusion. What's wrong? What are you looking at?

Chu Ci tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally quietly moved away from Qiao Sirui two steps away. The soft voice sounded with a smile. I think senior brother, you are inexplicably a little cute.

Qiao Sirui:

cute?

Hearing this word, his face subconsciously became a little subtle, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his hands subconsciously raised their fingers.

Chu Ci, who was already ready early, was three steps away from this guy, took the lead in speaking and couldn't take action!

The little girl spoke in a very righteous manner, and her big round black eyes looked at the hand that Qiao Sirui raised.

Qiao Sirui snorted lowly, ignoring Chu Ci's avoidance, and her long legs took just one or two steps to Chu Ci's head, raised her hand and pressed Chu Ci's head, rubbing her hard twice. The sound was still lazy and magnetic, as if it was full of disdain and contempt. She treated these two words as cute as the attitude of treating the beautiful meaning given by the sculptures just now.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes, looked at Qiao Sirui's dark face, and subconsciously felt that he was going to suffer.

Then he tilted his head and thought for a while, raised his hand and put it on the hand that was on his head. His eyes narrowed. His smile was extremely sweet, confusing, and a bit of a scent that wanted to cover up. He spoke arrogantly, trying to make the person in front of him forget what he said just now. Yes, I'm cute.

‘Jo Sirui’s love value is 1, currently 65.’

I knew Pi all day long, but Qiao Sirui didn't say anything, and he obviously enjoyed Chu Ci's attitude very much.

Then I felt my hand slid down by Chu Ci, and finally landed on her soft cheeks.

The beautiful little face that had just fallen with bright sunlight was now under his own hands. Realizing this, Qiao Sirui couldn't help but feel a very subtle emotion in his heart.

His fingertips rubbed Chu Ci's cheeks slightly, and he carefully felt the softness on Chu Ci's cheeks.
Chapter completed!
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