Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Wu Ma came out when she heard the car stalling. When they saw the two of them talking, they didn’t step forward. The two walked to the entrance. Wu Ma took out two pairs of slippers and placed them at their feet: "Master, do you want to use rice now? ?"

Ji Jinchuan took off his coat and was about to say no. I thought Shen Youran had been here for several hours. This time should also be hungry, and nodded: "Okay."

Wu Ma took the coat in his hands and hung it on the hanger at the entrance, then went into the kitchen and brought the meals to the table.

Wu Ma is a thought-provoking person. After knowing that Jin Jinchuan is back, Shen Youran is very likely to have a meal here, so it is for two people.

Ji Jinchuan entered the restaurant and saw Shen Youran standing still at the porch. She glanced back at her, her indifferent eyes with a shallow displeasure: "Aren't you hungry?"

Shen Youran was stunned by the look in his eyes, stepped forward and pulled away the chair opposite him to sit down.

Wu Ma did not come out again after going to the kitchen. The two ate quietly. Only the subtle sound of the soup spoon touching the side of the bowl was especially clear in the quiet restaurant.

She wanted to speak several times, but Ji Jinchuan's indifferent look came to her, and when she reached her mouth, she pressed back.

After eating, Ji Jinchuan went up to the second floor, Shen Youran politely helped Wu Ma to clean up the tableware, and walked up to the second floor.

The lamp in the study shines from the half-open door to the hallway, reflecting the warm light on the smooth floor.

She pushed open the door of the study and walked in. Ji Jinchuan stood in front of the window with one hand in her trouser pocket, a cigarette in her right hand, and a dim night outside the window.

Hearing her footsteps, Ji Jinchuan turned around, and her indifferent eyes fell on her lightly.

She wore a light yellow dress inside and a slim Korean coat on the outside. The dress was a doll collar, and the seaweed curls were tied to the side and hung on her chest, making her more youthful and pretty.

Seeing that she had been silent, Ji Jinchuan was impatient, and her faint eyes crossed a bit of awe-inspiring: "If nothing happens, you can go."

Shen Youran condensed to him, a light smile on his lips, a careless tone with a bit of sharp sarcasm: "Don't you let me come?"

Although he didn't make a statement, didn't he just want Xu to ask him?

Ji Jinchuan smoked his last cigarette, put the cigarette **** in the ashtray, and walked up to her, seeing the alert in her eyes, his feet came down, and the dark black eyebrows fell slightly: "Come!"

His tone was nonchalant, light and faint, but Shen Youran lived in it and heard the ingredients of the command. She hesitated and still spoke.

Ji Jinchuan's long arm caught her in his arms, and Shen Youran was startled by his unexpected movements. The tip of his nose hit his hard chest, a painful pain, and tears almost fell.

Ji Jinchuan saw the mist lingering in her eyes, and saw that her entire brow was twisted together, and raised her hand to gently rub her red nose, her tight face eased down: "The obedient girl is just good."

His low and gentle tone is magnetic and charming, as if he is coaxing a little girl who is not sensible.

The smell of mint and tobacco on his body sucked into her lungs along the tip of her nose, communicating with her breath and becoming one.

His cold fingers were on the tip of his nose, and his movements seemed to be afraid of hurting her softly, and the low, gentle voice made him addicted.

She really couldn't see through this man, and she said coldly to her one moment ago, and the next time she didn't change her face like nothing happened.

Her gaze moved upwards from the man's clothes button, swept over his sharp jaws, and then fell blankly on his cold face.