A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

What a shame... Is her IQ all feeding the dog in front of the male color? !

If you just said that Ji Yi was almost crying by herself, then Ji Yi was about to cry now!

She clearly felt that her cheeks were hot, and even with her ears and neck started to heat up.

The room is quiet.

Ji Yi can obviously feel that the atmosphere around him has become strange.

Her awkward heart stopped beating, she stared at He Jichen for a while, then screamed: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that, I just... sleepy, want to sleep... and... and , I just, the reason I think about Shanghai that night is because... because..."

Ji Yi's rolling eyes just hit the wrought iron tree covered with lipstick in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then as if he saw hope in despair, he said quickly: "...I saw those lipsticks and remembered that one You gave me lipstick late..."

Fortunately, the IQ of the dog was spit out by the dog...

Ji Yi, who finally succeeded in the round, let out a sigh of relief, and then she noticed that He Jichen, who was standing on the other side of the desk, looked at herself steadily, and the whole person was still.

There was no emotion on his face, but his eyes were hot in the depths, as if very penetrating, and he could directly see the depths of her heart, leaving her the emotions she tried to hide, nowhere to hide.

Ji Yi's fingertips shook, and the whole person became even more flustered.

She subconsciously avoided He Jichen's sight, afraid that he could see through her mind, although she tried to stabilize her emotions, but her voice was slightly trembling: "I am really sleepy, I'll go back to my room first and rest..."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yi got up suddenly, and before He Jichen responded, he kicked the chair behind him and ran away at the door.

It was just that she had run two steps before her wrist was caught by He Jichen.

Ji Yi felt like an electric shock, shaking all over, instinctively wanting to pull his hand out of He Jichen's fingertips, but the man came with a slight voice, and came over from his head: "After eating, go back sleep."

It seemed that the person who delivered the meal had agreed with He Jichen in advance. His voice had just dropped, the doorbell of the room rang, and there was a voice outside the door: "Hello, your meal is here."

He Jichen loosened Ji Yi's wrist, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The waiter pushed in the dining car and asked in a whisper, can He Jichen put the meal on the coffee table in front of the sofa?

He Jichen nodded.

The waiter quickly placed the dinner plate on the coffee table, and left the sentence "Sir, miss, please use it slowly", and left the room.

Because of the waiter's visit, there was little buffer left for the awkward atmosphere between the two.

When He Jichen called Ji Yi over to eat, Ji Yi didn't think about escaping. He walked obediently to the sofa and took over the chopsticks handed over by He Jichen.

He Jichen is not hungry, Ji Yi has been eating, but he is probably afraid of her boredom eating alone, sitting by the side.

When Ji Yi ate a dry fried Niu River, He Jichen's mobile phone shook.

It should be a call. He Jichen glanced at the screen of the mobile phone and missed it, letting the mobile phone vibrate.

Probably no one answered, and the phone hung up automatically. After a few seconds, He Jichen's mobile phone vibrated again.