I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 26
Although it was not the first time Chengmao's bedroom, Jiang Chacha still felt a sense of trance.

The style of Cheng Hao's living room is more Japanese, with smoky blue and gray as the main color, which matches his clean and youthful look.

In her eyes, Cheng Hao has always been synonymous with pure white.

When thinking of him, beautiful things like white clouds, feathers, and snowflakes would appear in her mind.

However, when she saw Cheng Hao walking out of the misty bathroom in a black bathrobe, she was completely amazed.

His eyes are slender and slender, like Danfeng eyes, and the corners of his eyes have been faintly crimson all year round, as if they were pinched red.

The black bathrobe complemented his skin more than snow, and it was loose, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest. The skinny collarbone and his slender figure revealed an indescribable delicacy.

His beauty has crossed the boundaries of gender.

If Cheng Hao was a fairy before, then he is a night demon at this moment.

Jiang Chacha swallowed silently.

...Damn it, the other party is her boss, she can't have evil thoughts! !

Cheng Hao paused for a moment, then continued to wipe his wet hair gracefully, with a smile in his eyes, "You're here."

knock!Why is this sentence so ambiguous, especially on this occasion.

Jiang Chacha stood very straight, not daring to talk to him at all.

Because of the falsification of her previous profile, she made herself into a hype, and she joined the job in a daze without passing the assessment.So when she went back, she quickly searched the Internet for the qualities that a private bodyguard needs to have, and went to the bookstore to buy several books, such as "The Mission of a Bodyguard", "The Way to Get a Gold Medal Bodyguard", and "How to Be Carried by a Bodyguard". "Beauty Comes Back"...

Ah bah bah bah, she doesn't have such unreasonable thoughts! !

Maki is still young! !

She is just a little bodyguard.

Jiang Chacha immediately pinched her arm and grinned in pain, but she still managed to regain some sense of reason.

Cheng Hao had already arrived on the sofa, he continued to brush his hair quietly, Jiang Chacha could tell.

"Love Mind" seems to put all the heroines in romance novels on him.

"Master, you have a performance at the Poco Concert Hall this afternoon." Jiang Chacha collected herself, and then said in a loud voice.

Cheng Mo let out a quiet "hmm".

After he wiped his hair, the black hair was still a little wet, and the short hair looked prickly. These seemed to be the only edges and corners on his body.

After wiping, Jiang Chacha saw Cheng Hao take out the disinfectant spray, and sprayed it on her slender fingers several times with a serious face.

She didn't know why, but she didn't dare to ask.

His action lasted for a full 10 minutes...

Jiang Chacha was stunned.

Cheng Hao pursed his lips, repeating such things tirelessly.

But it was still useless, he could still feel the vice president's body temperature and fragrance remaining on his skin.

He wondered if he should consider amputation.

"Master, let's eat some fruit." The gentle and youthful voice appeared above his head.

Cheng Hao raised his head, and there was still a trace of unrepented hostility in his eyes.

What came into view was the smiling lips of the young man. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, Cheng Hao seemed to be able to imagine how gentle the face was under the sunglasses.

She seemed to see his irritability and wanted to divert his attention.

Miraculously, the anxiety in his heart was slowly soothed in the afternoon, and the brows that had been frowning were also relaxed.

It seems to be a refreshing, mint-flavored timely rain in Yu Xia.

Seeing that he finally put down the disinfectant spray that he had tortured for a long time, Jiang Chacha breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw Cheng Hao adjusted a comfortable sitting position, and glanced at the fruit plate in her hand.

Jiang Chacha looked at him expectantly.

I saw Cheng Haorou leaning on the sofa as if boneless, and said softly: "Apple has skin, I don't eat it."

"I'll ask someone to do it again now." Jiang Chacha was very patient, how could she let Maki eat apples with skins on them!
The members of the Cheng family really don't know how to flatter them!
Cheng Hao said again: "I have to peel the grapes, but I won't eat them either."

"They are so ignorant, why are they willing to let the young master eat grapes with skins and spit out grape skins?" Jiang Chacha accidentally spoke out her inner thoughts.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she saw Cheng Hao's amber eyes looking at her intently.

Jiang Chacha lowered her head and coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment.

She went back to the kitchen and came back with a plate of grapes. The grapes had been chilled in the refrigerator, and the peeled purple fruits looked crystal clear under the light.

She presented it considerately, and said with a smile, "Master, the grapes have no skins now."

The bathrobe on Cheng Hao's chest was loosely open, his legs were crossed, and he was reading a book in his hand.Hearing this, he looked over lightly, his eyes touched the bright and bright purple, and he said in a soft and innocent tone of apology: "I don't want to eat purple things today."

Off the spectrum.

Although she regards him as her sweetheart, she went to peel the grapes with her hands, and when you come back, you tell me that you don't want to eat purple things today! !
Damn, she was really going to be angry.

Jiang Chacha thought, none of the little white romance heroines she had seen over the years were as delicate as him.

Forget it, wait on him, who made him the most beloved among the male protagonists in the game.

Seeing his sick and weak appearance coughing from time to time, Jiang Chacha's anger disappeared, leaving only a strong desire for protection in her heart.

Under her kind persuasion, Cheng Hao finally ate other fruits, but with a slight reluctance, as if he was giving her alms.

...Okay, she bears it.

Who made him a sick beauty?

After eating the fruit, Cheng Hao stood up from the sofa.

He's fond of walking barefoot in his room, so his living room has a soft wool rug within his reach.

He is tall and thin, and the unique fragility of his body is irresistible.

Seeing that he was going to practice the piano, Jiang Chacha secretly rejoiced that she could sneak fish again, even if she just stood there and did nothing, just thinking wildly in her mind.

However, Cheng Mo has a special hobby.

For example, now he asked her to bring over a vase with flowers in the corner.

She looked back, good guy, that vase was almost as tall as her.

With the 20-point combat power of the original owner's weak chicken, asking the usually pampered noble lady to move the vase, which is made of a huge material at first glance, is not killing her! !
Jiang Chacha stuttered a bit, she asked cautiously: "Master, why are you moving the vase?"

Cheng Hao innocently understated it: "When I want to play the piano, I should appreciate the flowers."

...Maybe this is the artist.

Then why didn't you just arrange the vase next to your piano! !
Jiang Chacha felt that she could save it again, "I'm going to ask someone to carry it with me now."

Cheng Hao was bowing his head to test the sound, pressed his fingers on the keys, and said calmly: "No, they all moved it by themselves before."

Jiang Chacha immediately shut up.

Well, if she evades again, wouldn't it be exposing her strength! !
Jiang Chacha still wants this job.

She took a deep breath, walked stiffly to the vase by the wall, and took a look around.

This is an auspicious cloud-colored vase, which should be an antique collection, filled with flowers. Jiang Chacha first tried to hug it, and then gave it a big push.

...not moving at all.

Jiang Chacha turned her head, and saw Cheng Hao resting his chin, taking the time to watch from the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)