Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 87
It was past seven o'clock in the evening.

Wen Ti'er, who had slept for most of the day, finally woke up and went downstairs to have dinner.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Qiao Yanwang changing his slippers.

Thinking of the humiliation and grievance she suffered last night, Wen Tier rekindled the anger she had finally suppressed, so she walked to the table and sat down without saying hello.

After Qiao Chengxun washed his hands, he also came over and sat down.

Wen Ti'er silently picked up a plate of braised pork and her own bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked to the sofa.

Seeing the childish behavior of the girl's anger, Qiao Chengxun's dark and deep eyes were filled with displeasure, and he said in a deep voice, "Sit down and eat."

Wen Ti'er didn't even raise her face, and continued to eat her own.

Cut, the ghost wants to talk to him.

Qiao Chengxun put down the bowl and chopsticks with a "snap", got up and walked to the sofa.

He looked down at the cocky girl, her cheeks were bulging, and she was chewing a piece of meat.

Even though she felt his strong aura, Wen Ti'er didn't look up at him and continued to eat.

Qiao Chengxun bent down fiercely, picked up the whole plate of braised pork, and dumped it all into the trash can beside him.

Wen Ti'er suddenly became angry, looked up at him, gritted her teeth and cursed: "It's shameful to waste!"

"You can pick it up and continue eating." Qiao Chengxun said expressionlessly.

There was a chill in Wen Ti'er's gloomy eyes.

Damn Qiao Yanwang, who is she?

Depend on!
He bent down, picked up the braised pork in the trash can one by one, and put them back on the plate.

Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a trace of confusion in his heart. Did she really want to eat the meat?
The girl squinted at him, walked to the door with the braised pork in her hand, opened the door and walked out.

Qiao Chengxun watched her leave, but did not follow.

Damn woman, what is she doing again?
Bu Qingwei, who was standing silently on the sidelines, couldn't see it anymore, walked over and said, "Young master, young mistress asks Qingqing to take out the leftovers every day to feed the stray cats in the community, and sometimes she will feed them by herself. "

She has this kind of love?

Qiao Chengxun thought, with suspicion on his face.

After a while, Wen Ti'er came back with the plate, walked around the sofa and walked into the kitchen.

Qiao Chengxun stood in place like a cold-faced Buddha, his falcon's eyes fixed on the kitchen door.

After washing her hands, Wen Ti'er came out of the kitchen, but instead of going back to the dining room, she went up to the second floor.

"Where are you going?" Qiao Chengxun just said.

Wen Ti'er looked back suddenly, her cherry lips curled up into a sneer, "I'm disgusted by you, you can eat the rice by yourself, I can't eat it."

"Stop!" Qiao Chengxun shouted in a low voice, striding to follow.

Seeing him coming, Wen Ti'er immediately quickened her pace and went upstairs.

The footsteps behind her were hurried, and she, who was unwilling to admit defeat, didn't want to admit defeat to him at all, so her pace quickened a little.

Suddenly her waist tightened, and Qiao Chengxun hugged her from behind.

"Let me go!" Suddenly, like a frightened kitten, it opened its teeth and claws and struggled.

Qiao Chengxun tightened his grip on her slender waist a little, fearing that there would be an accident on the stairs, so he took a few steps up to the second floor.

After confirming that the environment was safe, he let go.

Wen Ti'er immediately turned around after landing, raised her palm and threw it towards his handsome face.

Stretched into the air, but was caught by him in time.

"Want to hit me?"

"Let go!"

Qiao Chengxun paused and let go of his hand.

At the same time, Wen Ti'er raised her foot and stepped on his foot hard.

He was wearing hard-soled slippers, and she was wearing women's shoes of the same style.

With this step, the sole of the shoe stepped on his toes accurately.

The pain hit, Qiao Chengxun frowned, two balls of anger emerged from the bottom of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)