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Chapter 3100 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1662 Hello, my dear girlfriend...

She curled her lips and pushed Ji Yaoyao hard: "Go away and play with your broken doll! If you dare to quarrel again, try!"

Ji Yaoyao sobbed, snorted heavily at her, and ran out holding her doll suit.

Ji Zhizhi lay down again, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

At first glance, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

After two short naps in a row, it's time to wake up.

Seeing her going downstairs, the maid immediately asked respectfully if she wanted something to eat, Ji Zhizhi waved her hand: "Go back to sleep, I'll make it myself."

She didn't eat much late-night snacks, and occasionally came to do something by herself when she was in the mood, and the maid got used to it, so she responded and retreated.

Ji Zhizhi went to look through the refrigerator. There were a lot of fresh ingredients, but he didn't seem to want to eat them. After thinking about it, he simply took out some fruits and prepared to make a fruit salad.

He was washing fruit in the kitchen, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a slender figure, walked behind her, stopped a meter away from her, raised his hand to open the cabinet above, and took out the coffee beans .

Like no one saw anyone, she peeled her fruit, and he ground his coffee beans.

She cuts her fruit, he makes his coffee.

The room was silent.

Ji Zhizhi was cutting kiwi fruit when the mobile phone that was placed aside suddenly rang. She glanced at it and saw a string of unfamiliar mobile phone numbers on the caller ID.

Curling his lips, he didn't bother to answer.

She doesn't have many friends, and she doesn't bother to make friends. Most of the time, she is alone, and her mobile phone is basically only used to call her family and play games.

The phone hung up automatically, and then turned on again after a while.

Leave it alone.

After three times in a row, she finally frowned, washed her hands, and answered in an obviously impatient tone: "Who is that?"

The man's elegant and gentlemanly voice is particularly deceptive in the blurred night: "Hello, my dear girlfriend..."

Ji Zhizhi held the mobile phone in one hand, and cut the fruit carelessly in the other hand, sneered: "I thought you were busy treating your illness now, but I didn't expect you would have time to call me."

"Just after treatment, I was worried that you might be infected too, so I called to give my condolences."

"Just you?"

Ji Zhizhi raised his eyebrows, and the disdain and contempt in his tone were obvious: "Try practicing for another 800 years! I might let you touch the corner of my clothes!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, put the phone aside, and went to the living room with the prepared fruit salad.

While eating and watching TV, after a while, Ji Zichuan, who was supposed to go upstairs to work, also sat down beside her. She paused while eating the fruit, moved to the side, and sat in the farthest position from him.

Ji Zichuan didn't take the initiative to talk to her, his legs gracefully crossed, and he just sat on the sofa and watched the love movie that had been released for a long time with her.

The more Ji Zhizhi ate, the more unpleasant he felt, his heart felt so stuffy, he didn't even watch the ending of the movie, so he simply got up and went back to the bedroom.

Ji Yaoyao was still extremely excited, lying on the bed and flipping through her newly bought comic book, when she saw her come in, she lifted her chin: "Pour me a glass of water."

Ji Zhizhi went over to get a glass of water and handed it to her, then sat down beside her bed.

Ji Yaoyao took a few sips and found that she hadn't left yet, so she tilted her head and looked over: "What are you doing?"

Ji Zhizhi lowered his head, his fingernails slipped on the bed sheet, and after a long moment of boredom, he asked, "What movie are you guys watching tonight?"

(End of this chapter)