I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

The carbonated drink in her hand not only chilled her hands, but also combined with the extremely low air conditioner, it gave her a heart-to-heart cooling.

If she was too full from Western food just now and her head was a little heavy, then now her mind is sober that she can't be sober again, and her nerves are highly tense.

was frightened.

Jiang Chacha really didn't want to experience the most embarrassing things in her life on the same day.

In just a few seconds, Jiang Chacha experienced the longest struggle in her heart.

She was thinking, what would Bian Jichen think if he recognized that this was the hair of the maid in his family?Will suspicion come to her head?

Probably not.

She clenched her fingers.

The wigs are all lumped together, Bian Jichen shouldn't have been so sharp-eyed to notice it?

Boys shouldn't notice these details.

But, but, if he really recognized him, what would she do?
Will die! !
If Bian Jichen found out that the maid next to him was pretending to be the vice president who had been stalking him in the past, then she would definitely die a miserable death! !

Jiang Chacha only hesitated for a second.

Then she aimed at the wig, and the man rushed at him.

When people are in a state of high tension, it is inevitable that they will be a little reckless.

Just like she is now, she is really a little... Excessive force.

The result of using too much force is... not being able to stop the car.

Like an arrow fired from a bow, there is no turning back.

Jiang Chacha just watched helplessly as she threw herself on Bian Jichen.

Even though he was 1.8 meters tall, his knees still couldn't bear the pressure. His eyelids twitched slightly, and Jiang Chacha threw him on the sofa behind him.

It's now!

Jiang Chacha's eyes lit up, she saw the right moment, and snatched the wig from his hand.

She hurriedly stuffed the messy and unmanaged wig into her arms, with a resolute expression of defense, as if she would not let go of anyone who came.

Bian Jichen had a strange expression. He stretched out his hand, but he didn't know where to put it on her body. He felt that it was rude to put it anywhere. He kept avoiding his hand like a gentleman, and finally put it on her arm. Gently nudged her.

But Jiang Chacha, who was highly nervous, misinterpreted his meaning. She was frightened and thought he had discovered something, and wanted to snatch her wig back.

"No, no! This is mine! You can't take it away! I'm going to call the police!!"

She doesn't make any sense now.

Like a frightened bird, she tried even harder to protect the wig in her arms, and the man pressed even harder on him.

Bian Jichen's cold expression... got more complicated.

Jiang Chacha's entire upper body was now pressed against his thighs, and there was no other gap between the two of them.

Above his knees, he could feel the pressure of two heavy objects.

And both clumps are heavy.

Adolescent teenagers quickly mean what this is.

If it continues like this, and she is so beautiful, it's hard for him not to misfire.

He frowned stubbornly, continued to push her, and his voice became hoarse again, "I don't mean to grab your things."

His voice became thicker.

Bian Jichen said with a cold face, "Now, get off my body."

Hearing his assurance, Jiang Chacha raised her head in surprise, her eyes sparkling, "Really?!"

The girl's black and white eyes are so pure and innocent, the light in her eyes is like stars, so beautiful that people want to protect the light in her eyes.

However, facing her with such a simple mind just now, he had thoughts that he shouldn't have in his mind.

His quiet eyes moved away from her face, his voice restrained from his throat, and he said absently: "Mmm..."