Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 117 Chapter 110 Seven. Men have some unknown hobbies
Jiang Chuchu couldn't hear the conversation between the two in the car, but could only see their figures.

One has a clean and neat temperament, while the other is gloomy and handsome. Standing together, they look extraordinarily harmonious.

Lan Ziqi's expression was not good, but Wen Jiusi said something to him for some reason, and his expression obviously relaxed a little.

It can be seen that there is a tacit understanding cultivated over the years.

Looking at Jiang Chuchu, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't finished talking, when Wen Jiusi said something, Lan Ziqi even reached out and poked his chest.

"...!"

Jiang Chuchu finally couldn't help but lowered the car window and shouted at Lan Ziqi.

"If you don't finish talking, I'm going to call the police!"

Lan Ziqi looked at her inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

"Call the police that you sexually harassed my boyfriend!"

Lan Ziqi instantly jumped up as if his feet were scalded.

"I'm warning you, I gave you face just now for Jiusi's sake, don't treat yourself like a dish."

"I'm just a dish, and a dish that Wen Jiusi likes to eat. It has nothing to do with you."

After thinking about it, Jiang Chuchu added, "I can still be eaten by him! Can you!"

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more crooked, Wen Jiusi took a deep breath, got into the cab neatly, and started the car.

Lan Ziqi obviously didn't expect him to leave as soon as he said he would, and left himself alone, his expression was a little confused for a moment.

Jiang Chuchu didn't think it was enough, she pushed down the car window, leaned forward, and shouted behind her with frantic brows.

"I can quarrel with you, and it's for your face. If there is no Wen Jiusi, I won't even look at you, you bastard—"

After shouting, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in her seat, only then did she feel that the depressed mood that had been suppressed tonight had eased.

He turned to look at the man driving the car.

"Aren't you angry when I treat your friend like this?"

Wen Jiusi shook his head, "It's good if you can vent your anger. Ziqi is used to being arrogant and unforgiving, so he can give some lessons from time to time."

Jiang Chuchu smiled triumphantly.

The two went to Wen Jiusi's apartment together. Wen Jiusi took off his shoes, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to help Jiang Chuchu onto the sofa, then went to the bedroom and found the medical kit, squatting at her feet.

"Put your feet out."

"Hey, there are stockings." Jiang Chuchu kindly reminded him that wearing a dress and high heels, of course stockings must be worn.

Wen Jiusi made a mistake.

Jiang Chuchu liked to see his ascetic and helpless look, so she teased him deliberately, lowered her head, and blew gently in his ear.

"Don't be afraid, tear it up..."

She winked like silk, but Wen Jiusi only felt a sudden pain in the head.

"Bullshit."

After that, he stood up and turned around.

That meaning is obvious, let her figure it out by herself.

Jiang Chuchu snorted, thinking that sooner or later, he would have to get rid of his bad habits of prudence.

She didn't twitch at all, and took off her socks neatly in a kneeling posture.

"All right."

Wen Jiusi didn't clear his slightly dry throat until he confirmed that the sound of the rustling clothes behind him had disappeared, and turned around with his usual expression.

He put one of her feet on his knee, reached out and dug out the ointment, applied it on her ankle, and then slowly rubbed it.

Her toes were small and shiny, and her ankles were beautiful. Wen Jiusi was stunned for a rare moment, before Jiang Chuchu suddenly spoke.

"I heard that men have some unknown hobbies..."

(End of this chapter)