Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 322 The Autistic Painter and the Muse 13
Jiang Ce smiled slightly, put down his pen and watched her stand up, "Let's go, let's eat."

Xue Zhi's legs were stiff, and she stood up along with her, but when she got up, she fell down.

The person who walked to her side just caught her with quick eyes and hands, and Xue Zhi fell into a cool embrace exuding a faint fragrance. She opened her eyes slightly, and was facing a pair of sparkling black pupils.

Xue Zhi felt...

My heart seemed to stop beating in an instant, and my whole body froze slightly.

Jiang Ce hugged her, and the girl's body was slightly hot. She looked up at him blankly, a little at a loss.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person in his arms with a half-smile, "I told you that you can move."

Xue Zhi was too close to him, she could see his rolling Adam's apple as soon as she raised her eyes, it was white and sexy.

She swallowed lightly, raised her head and asked in a daze, "...you, don't you have autism?"

The person holding her was startled slightly, then chuckled again, he looked down at her, his slender eyelashes curled up softly, "Do you believe the rumors?"

Xue Zhi nodded lightly while being hugged by him, and said thoughtfully, "Oh... rumors."

The girl's bulging cheeks were white and soft, and one couldn't help but want to pinch them.

Jiang Ce glanced down at her bulging face, and finally let her go quietly.

Xue Zhi stood still, stretched out his hand to straighten his hair.

It turns out that there is no autism.

Let's just say... how can autism be like this.

The person in front of him looked down at her slightly, "Let's go."

Xue Zhi nodded, "Yes."

After going downstairs, Xue Zhi saw that he was about to go to the empty kitchen again, his legs went limp, his eyes turned dark, and he fainted on the spot.

Xue Zhi stood on the spot and pursed his lips. It took a while before he spoke softly to the young man who was walking towards the kitchen: "...Well, what are you going to have for dinner tonight?"

Jiang Ce turned to look at her, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Xue Zhiding glanced at him, "Can I go out to eat?"

Jiang Ce put his hands on the wooden frame behind him and nodded lightly, "It's fine, but there's nothing to eat around here."

Xue Zhi: "..." You can just say no.

Seeing her face wrinkled slightly, Jiang Ce couldn't help but soften his heart. He walked over slowly, put his cold hand on her forehead, and said warmly, "I can drive you there."

"Is it possible? Not good." Xue Zhi said subconsciously.

"Eat something first." Jiang Ce smiled lightly, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Xue Zhi widened his eyes slightly, then trotted to follow him.

She doesn't have anything now, she can't go to school for the time being, and it's still a bit difficult to sever ties with her family. She can't work for the time being, so she can only hug her thighs for a living...

Just kidding just kidding...

Work still has to work.

Otherwise the game is unplayable.

Xue Zhi only ate a small sandwich before going out with Jiang Ce.

Sitting in the co-pilot, she glanced at the serious profile of the person beside her, then tilted her head and lightly tapped on the seat belt.

The car started, and the people beside him moved skillfully, looking like they often drive.

Xue Zhi tilted his head and glanced at him, then suddenly said, "You are a little different from what I imagined."

Without turning his head, Jiang Ce turned the steering wheel while looking at the road ahead and smiled, "What do you imagine me to be like?"

Xue Zhi heard the laughter, turned his head to look at him, pursed his lips and said, "A lonely artist."

(End of this chapter)