Dressed as a fake sweet lady

Chapter 4 Aunt Cui, thank you
Aunt Cui has not read many books, but she has always admired cultural people, so Ke Junzhi, who has a doctorate and double degrees, is highly respected by Aunt Cui.

Aunt Cui likes to call him Dr. Ke to show her respect.

Don't ask why Ke Junzhi is so extraordinary at such a young age, just ask - the hero is omnipotent.

Jiang Xinyue swallowed her saliva and hesitated, "Can I not go?"

...Of course not.

After Jiang Xinyue changed into her pajamas, she was dragged downstairs by Aunt Cui.

Speaking of which, Jiang Xinyue fell ill this time because she ran to the hospital where the male lead worked to look for him, accidentally slipped into the water, fell into the pool, and almost lost her life, it was Ke Junzhi who saved her.

All in all, the grace of saving lives cannot escape.

Jiang Xinyue has no memory, and she hasn't met this hero once.

"Aunt Zhong, it's all my fault that I didn't take a good view of Xiaoyue, so I let her play in the water and get sick."

Before Jiang Xinyue reached the living room on the first floor, she heard a low, clear male voice with apology and self-blame.

Guessing the identity of the owner of the voice, Jiang Xinyue stopped and clenched her hands into fists.

The blood in her body flowed upwards, her heart beat faster, like beating a gong and a drum, which was tense.

True warriors should face their fears bravely!
Jiang Xinyue waved her hand, she was just an unarmed "weak" woman.

Ahem, a certain black belt was automatically ignored by her.

At this moment, she just wanted to run backwards.

...Then, she was blocked by an Aunt Cui who stood up to both of them.

"Good boy, how can I blame you? Xiaoyue is already such an adult, so she doesn't need to be watched all the time. Thanks to you, nothing happened. You can take time to see her today, she must I was so happy, I asked Aunt Cui to go upstairs and tell her to go."

Zhong Yuqi is an elegant lady with a decent and warm smile on her face.

She is very satisfied with the young man in front of her. No matter in terms of personality, appearance, temperament and family background, she is a good choice, which matches her precious daughter very well.

The young man is only 23 years old this year. He is a medical genius who has tried his best to retain him abroad but failed. His future is bright.

The two families are family friends, and it would be great if they can get closer.

"Isn't it? Miss was shy when she saw Dr. Ke."

Aunt Cui can be described as a "divine assist". Her voice is hard to be noticed.

The two people sitting at the coffee table all looked at Jiang Xinyue.

When Jiang Xinyue cast her eyes on the tall and thin man's face, she was so surprised that she couldn't help holding her breath, not even daring to breathe.

But Jiang Xinyue knew in her heart, this one is nothing but black.

Ke Junzhi's eyes flashed, so fast that no one could notice, his expression was inexplicable: "Xiaoyue?"

The teenage girl, with black hair neatly scattered behind her, stood pretty and lively.

The little girl's fair face is full of collagen, her eyebrows and eyes are full of youthfulness and beauty, and the light green plaid skirt with a waist-cut waist perfectly outlines her slender, slender waist.

There is nothing more beautiful than this girl in the cardamom age.

"My child, sit down and talk to Junzhi for a while. Mommy and the sisters have an appointment for a game of cards. I can't be late, so I'll leave first. You don't have to be cautious, just treat this place as your own home." .”

Zhong Yuqi smiled and let Jiang Xinyue sit on the sofa next to Ke Junzhi, and then she left.

Explain what a "tool man" is.

Aunt Cui was even more down-to-earth, she just yelled to go to the kitchen to squeeze juice, and then left.

In the huge living room, there were only two people left.

A young man with a handsome face, wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, is a walking hanger, and his body proportions are comparable to world famous models.

He has a cool complexion, a very cool hairstyle, broken hair only reaching the forehead, sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, smooth and delicate jawline, and he is extremely handsome.

The facial features of the young man are a little deeper than those of Asians, and a little more delicate than those of Europeans and Americans. It is said that his grandmother's generation was from country E, and he has mixed genes.

All the buttons of his shirt are neatly buttoned, and there are silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is gentle, that is, the legendary ascetic male god.

The young man's lips are very thin and light in color, and his long and narrow Danfeng eyes are smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

His demeanor is very gentle, pure and harmless, he is a gentle and elegant young man.

The phrase "Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world" is a perfect fit to describe him.

"Xiaoyue, it looks like you've recovered from your illness."

Ke Junzhi hated the burning, obsessive gaze very much, and the smile on his face became more warm and caring.

There was a chill in the deepest part of his eyes.

The right hand caressed the watch on the left wrist. The watch was glowing with a cold mechanical light, and it was very valuable just by looking at it.

Jiang Xinyue's eyes, which were still glued to the man, came back to her senses because of the action of the man curling his lips and touching his watch.

Jiang Xinyue's inner OS: The groundhog screams, as expected of her heroine!Her appearance description of nearly [-] words was not wasted!

I really want those old babies who said that she described her appearance to be sloppy to see for herself.

She doesn't have water characters!There is no water word!No!
As an author with God's perspective, Jiang Xinyue certainly knows what Ke Junzhi's little actions just now mean.

That was a gesture of his displeasure.

There are not many people who can make him do this kind of action, and most of the grave grass is already three meters high.

Fortunate to be one of them, Jiang Xinyue smiled dryly, and retracted her eyes cherishing life.

Put your gaze on your own crossed little hands.

"Yes, you know... Brother, my illness is almost cured."

Jiang Xinyue lowered her head, holding back her shameful cry.

Why didn't she feel ashamed when she wrote it?Sure enough, only by experiencing it for yourself will you understand the embarrassment at the beginning!
When she goes back in her lifetime, she will never write such a boring title again.

From the perspective of outsiders, this pair of men and women who are like strangers get along very well.

Only the person involved, Jiang Xinyue, understood how tormented she was. She was afraid that she would be exposed in front of the wise and demonic male lead.

The man's eyes fell on her, as if he had a sense of reality, as if he was being watched by a cold-blooded animal in the dark.

Ke Junzhi's smile remained unchanged, and he stared at the suspected "shy" girl in front of him.

The tone became more and more gentle, and he deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Great, I was worried that you would not be able to eat or sleep well, so don't play around next time, otherwise, it may be more than just sick, you know? ?”

Jiang Xinyue's small body trembled, she raised her head and glanced at Ke Junzhi quickly, lowered her head and nodded obediently.

"Know it."

She always felt that there was a deep meaning hidden in Ke Junzhi's words, especially the one that emphasized the volume - not just illness.

"So nice."

There was a smile on the corner of Ke Junzhi's mouth, but the smile didn't catch his eyes.

Aunt Cui brought out the freshly squeezed orange juice halfway, and what she saw was that the chatting atmosphere of this handsome man and beautiful woman was just right.

She winked at Jiang Xinyue, and then went to the kitchen to clean up, definitely not a light bulb.

Jiang Xinyue: "..." Aunt Cui, I sincerely thank (@#%) thank you (& *%).

Jiang Xinyue has been sipping orange juice in small sips.

(End of this chapter)