I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 206 Restraining Him
After getting his promise.

It was also at this time that Jiang Chacha realized how close the distance between the two of them seemed.

She doesn't seem to be social distancing at all.

After reacting, Jiang Chacha quickly left him.

Her fingers tightly grasped the wig just now, and after sitting up straight, she hurriedly hid the messy wig behind her back.

Only then did Bian Jichen forcefully sit up straight.

There was still a faint fragrance floating around his body, as if it emanated from her body texture.

This made his eyes darken and dim.

Just now, Jiang Chacha was so excited that she overturned the carbonated drink in her hand on the square coffee table.

Jiang Chacha took out two paper towels, slowly wiped the water marks on them, and used these small movements to ease the embarrassment.

The living room was quiet, and both of them kept silent in an extremely tacit understanding.

In this eerie silence, Bian Jichen said again: "So what is that?"

"wig?"

Like a wig.

How could there be such a thing in her house?

The guilty Jiang Chacha jumped up in a hurry: "So what about the wig! It's none of your business!"

The sleeves of his shirt just now were tightly held by her, and the buttons of the same color as his tie were a little loose.

He adjusted his sitting posture. He grew up in England when he was a child and only returned to the country a few years ago.No matter how casually he sits, he can reveal the elegance of the upper class and the arrogance in his bones, but his overall temperament is elegant and restrained, like a piece of quiet and moist jade.

His calm and indifferent personality has created his unique charm and made him a flower of the high mountain that others can't wait to reach.

At this time, he lowered his eyes, calmly buttoned the button with one hand, and glanced at her lightly.

He was as calm as if he was asking how the weather was going to be today.

"Wig, what are you using it for?"

Jiang Chacha's pupils shrank slightly, and the alarm bells rang out in her heart.

Did he find something?
No way, he shouldn't find anything, right?

When Jiang Chacha is nervous, she will bite her lip.

The snow-white white teeth were gently sunk into the flesh of the lips.

Probably not...

The wig she threw on the sofa was already in a mess.

Bian Jichen has no reason to recognize that it is his maid's hair...

Under tremendous pressure, Jiang Chacha went to spy on his expression.

After he finished arranging the cuff buttons, he looked directly at her silently.

She couldn't see anything from his face, but she couldn't bear to look at him in the end, so she looked away first.

In the end, she became angry from embarrassment, and said confidently: "Never mind your business!"

She rolled her eyes and finally made up a reason.

"Can't I use it for cosplay!"

Bian Jichen was puzzled and frowned slightly.

"You still have this habit?"

Ginger Chacha: "..."

She didn't want to explain, and she didn't bother to explain!

Now she just likes him to be more interesting, stop asking everything and being curious!
She snorted, turned her face away, leaving him a head back, "It's none of your business."

After a moment.

Jiang Chacha felt the rustle of the soft sofa cushion next to him bouncing back.

She turned her eyes sideways, her eyelashes curled into a nice arc.

Bian Jichen stood up, he was too tall, as soon as he stood up, a long and thin shadow fell on the soft wool carpet.

He glanced at her, said nothing, and headed straight into her house.

Ginger tea:! ! !

What is he doing!
Breaking into the boudoir! ! ! !

"what are you doing!"

Jiang Chacha was afraid that he would find out that there was something part-time in his house, so he stood up abruptly, hurriedly kicked the wig in his hand under the sofa to cover it up, and then rushed towards him.

"Bian Jichen, stop for me!"

In a panic, she didn't care, and didn't even call him "Student Bian", and called him by his first name.

Soon, Bian Jichen turned a corner.

Jiang Chacha was dumbfounded.

He watched her walk into her...

kitchen? ? ?

what the hell.

Although puzzled, Jiang Chacha quickened her pace and followed.

"What are you doing in my kitchen!"

Then she watched Bian Jichen walk to the cabinet step by step and opened it.

It reveals all kinds of fast food inside...

Still various brands of instant noodles occupy the most important field of vision.

Even though it is such a large flat, there is a sour smell coming out of the cupboard, more than a little.

However, these are the brain supplements of ginger tea tea.

Soon, she saw Bian Jichen raised his hands again, and calmly took out the pile of instant noodles. He raised his hands high, and then threw them one by one into the trash can next to him.

Ginger tea:? ! ! ! !

She was shocked, disbelieving, and finally furious.

She pointed at him tremblingly, as if he had done something sinful, "You, what are you doing!!"

These are her rations for the next few days! !

She widened her eyes and her voice trembled with excitement.

Facing her accusation, Bian Jichen didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to throw the bagged instant noodles into it. Finally, the trash can couldn't hold it anymore, so he stopped regretfully.

Jiang Chacha was so angry that she stepped forward to grab him and argue with him, she was like a furry cat, "Why did you throw away my instant noodles?!"

Seeing her hands tugging on his tie excitedly, Bian Jichen's expression was very calm, but his cold voice was somewhat deterrent.

"let go."

Ginger Chacha is a spineless one.

After being reprimanded by him, she subconsciously let go of her hand.

She was still very angry, and she was very distressed, looking at the instant noodles in the trash can with tears in her eyes.

"This is not your home! It's not your food! Did the instant noodles mess with you? Did you eat your rice! Why did you throw away my instant noodles?!"

She was so emotional that she almost rolled up her sleeves and had a fight with him.

Bian Jichen stood there with a clean body, the more noisy she was, the more it complemented his calmness.

He has a very noble face, which makes people feel like a prince who talks and laughs in romance novels at a glance, but he also has the unique coldness of the family.

His fingers are thin and slender, with well-defined joints, with faint blue blood vessels floating on them, a pair of hands with both strength and aesthetics.

At this time, he calmly straightened the loose tie, gently tugged his fingers, passed through it again, and then tightened it very elegantly.

Jiang Chacha forgot to be angry, and forgot her revenge on instant noodles. She was in a daze and couldn't help but look at it for a long time.

Bian Jichen's dark eyes turned sideways at this moment, and stared at her for a while.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, and his voice could not hear any fluctuations, "Stop eating these junk foods."

not good for health.

This is not something that a rich lady like her should eat.

But these, he did not say.

That's all he said, he is restrained, he won't say a word of his own thoughts to others, he is restrained and stingy.

He is terribly calm and restrained. Such a person can achieve great things, but sometimes it is because his temper is too indifferent and cold, so he has been fighting against loneliness all his life, and then lost completely.

Jiang Chacha felt unreasonable after listening to it.

Don't let her eat instant noodles?Then what does she eat!

Do you want to drink the northwest wind?

You know, she is burdened with a huge debt of one billion yuan, and now she just wants to pay off the debt as soon as possible and return to real life as soon as possible.

So she would rather eat less takeaway and eat a good meal, but also work hard to save the money earned from part-time work.

The direction of his leather shoes turned quietly, which meant that he was ready to leave this place.

With a light pull of his fingers, the tie was fastened obediently by him, and the high-quality fabric of the shirt that had rubbed his hands fell down.

Ginger Chacha was brewing and was planning to roll up his sleeves and have a good argument with him.

Suddenly, that hand like a work of art pulled something out of his pocket.

Then he handed her a whole black card.

Jiang Chacha subconsciously reached out to take it, with a big question mark on her head, and looked at him stupidly, with a clear and visible stupidity in her eyes.

what is this?
The light in Bian Jichen's deep and long eyes seemed to be light blue, cool, and cold, just like the bottomless night of the city under the thick fog.

But the light in the kitchen is warm and soft, and the yellowish light refracts into his dark eyes, blending cold and warm, and the faintly bright and cold eyes are mixed with a little warm tone, when he stared at her deeply , became softer.

"This card is for you, the password is six zeros."

(End of this chapter)