I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

As soon as the door opened, Bian Jichen let her sit on the sofa, then walked to the bar, opened the refrigerator, and asked her what she wanted to drink.

Jiang Chacha was already restless, her body stiffened, and finally she muttered indiscriminately.

"Coffee, forget it...it's okay."

Bian Jichen glanced at her.

Soon she heard the sound of a drink being poured into a glass behind her. It was already quiet, but this sound made the room even more empty.

The overall style of his room is black and white, and some furniture is embellished with blue tones, which dilutes the cold feeling of the room and makes it look less boring.The warm lighting at night brings warmth to the room.

Jiang Chacha's head is getting bigger again.

She never thought that the last time he casually said to move back, it would be true.

He actually... moved back?
Jiang Chacha hadn't fully digested the matter for a while, and was still looking around in a daze.

But not long after she was in a daze, a hand was stretched out in front of her.

The glass is filled with fruit juice.

"Thank you..." She took it absently.

She didn't drink it, but held it in her hand.

Bian Jichen moved here to live.

One of them is upstairs and the other is downstairs, and there is a high probability that they will meet when they go out.

So the part-time job of maid is really dead.

There is one more serious matter.

That is... When she disguised herself and went to work part-time as a bodyguard and teacher, what would she do if she accidentally bumped into Bian Jichen? ? ?
Just thinking about it made her want to scratch the ground with her toes.

Moreover, what should she do if she is bumped into by him when she wants to go out in a rented luxury car? ? ?
Thinking of the inconvenience caused by his moving here, Jiang Chacha wanted to bang against the wall.

"What do you think of the nanny I hired for you?"

Ginger Chacha took a sip of the juice and looked up obediently: "You mean Carrie?"

Bian Jichen hummed lightly.

"Of course."

She really wants to thank him for hiring a nanny for her. She can have a warm and delicious breakfast when she wakes up in the morning. Can only rely on eating unhealthy fast food to satisfy our hunger.

Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, "From now on, you won't be able to eat her cooking."

She couldn't hear this sentence clearly, so she looked at him, "What did you say?"

And he was already drinking coffee with his chin slightly raised, without responding to her words.

For some reason, when she was alone in the room with him, she felt that her ears were so hot, so she had to drink small sips of fruit juice to hide her embarrassment, hoping that time would pass faster and faster.

She suddenly thought of a question.

"Where's little 8? Didn't little 8 come with you?"

Bian Jichen finally looked over, "In a few days, someone will bring her back."

He stared blankly, and looked at her again like snowflakes melting in spring water.

"Would you like to see it?"

Jiang Chacha stuck out her tongue, "I haven't seen it for a few days, and I still miss it."

She was anxious to escape from this place that made her flustered, and the sudden incident that Bian Jichen moved back made her feel restless, maybe it was because her temper had become irritable recently.

Even when she went to bed after washing in the middle of the night, covered her eyes with the quilt, her mind was filled with the image of him suddenly appearing in the elevator, her calm and reserved eyes, her restrained breathing when she bent down to talk to her, her cold voice, Taking one out alone can make her unable to sleep.

Jiang Chacha stuffed herself under the quilt, her petite body curled up slowly.

Can't sleep.

So annoying.

The next day was Sunday, and she couldn't sleep last night. Even today, she woke up very early. She woke up not long after dawn.

She opened the curtains and stretched again. When she came to the dining room, she didn't see the breakfast on the table as usual.

She thought she had misread, and rubbed her eyes.

She frowned.

Could it be that Carrie didn't come here because she had something to do today?

Except when Carrie saw her the first day she came over, she rarely saw her the rest of the time.

She always cleans up when she is sleeping or when no one is at home, and leaves after cooking a meal, as if there is no second person in the house, a person with a strong sense of privacy like her , quite like Carrie.

She was just going to open the refrigerator to drink milk and just casually, when she heard a strange noise at the door.

When he opened the door, a little angel like Xue Mei Niang jumped into her arms.

Jiang Chacha was thrown by it and sat on the ground. She hugged the Samoyed wagging her tail in her arms in surprise, "Little 8, why are you here!"

"Didn't you say you'll come here a few days ago?"

The Samoyed couldn't understand her words, it seemed to miss her very much, and rubbed against her arms crazily.

She couldn't hold back, rua'd it for a long time, and then hugged it to find its owner.

She stood outside the door, just about to knock, but saw that the door was not closed, as if predicting her arrival, the door opened a little.

Jiang Chacha was stunned, then pushed open the door, and walked in with Xiao 8 in her arms.

Because of nervousness, she walked lightly and held her breath.

She didn't see him around, so she planned to sit on the sofa first, and then play with Xiao 8 for a while.

As a result, something suddenly moved on the loveseat next to her, which startled her.

Taking a closer look, he found that Bian Jichen was half lying on it, with his hands as cold as jade resting on his knees, and there was an unfinished book on it, he might have fallen asleep after reading it just now.

"You're here." The man took off the earphone from one ear, the long white earphone cable slipped down his fingers, and was neatly placed on the book.

Jiang Chacha looked serious, picked up Xiao 8, and waved at him with his chubby dog ​​paw, "It ran to my house."

"I'm here to return things to their original owners."

As soon as she let go of her hand, the snow-white Samoyed couldn't help but pounced on its owner.

Bian Jichen took it indifferently, and hugged it in his arms, rubbing it casually with a well-knit hand.

Jiang Chacha stood up, her voice became smaller and smaller, "If it's all right, then I'll go first?"

After speaking, she raised her legs and was about to leave.

The hand behind her was suddenly covered, and the man's palm was slightly cold, as if it could stimulate the capillaries underneath her, making her whole body start to go numb.

"Carrie won't be here anymore, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

Jiang Chacha frowned.

What do you mean Carrie won't come over in the future?
But soon, she knew the answer.

At that time, she was sitting on a chair, watching Bian Jichen, who was opposite, busy at the kitchen counter.

He was wearing blue pajamas, and when he spread the cheese sauce on the baguette, his eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were cold and serious.

Sunlight came in through the window, Jiang Chacha was still in a trance for the scene in front of her, feeling like she was dreaming.

This was the first time that Bian Jichen really cooked for her.

And this time the feeling is different, the last time it was rainy and foggy, he cooked ginger soup for her at his home.

But this time, he personally prepared breakfast for her, and there were only the two of them in such a big house...

It's kind of like living together...

Realizing what messed up she was thinking, she quickly shook her head and pinched her thigh to calm herself down.

Soon, he brought the plate in front of her, and his voice still remained unchanged, "Eat."

I saw a baguette with cheese sauce on the breakfast plate, a fried egg, a few pieces of avocado next to it, and a cup of warm oatmeal latte.

While Jiang Chacha was taking small bites, she secretly looked at him with her eyes.

Puppies who wake up in the morning are the most fussy.

Jiang Chacha watched as he put the dog's eating bowl on the ground, then squatted down, and poured dog food into it.

And the Samoyed circled around it again, a fluffy ball, and the sun fell down again, which actually abraded the cold edges and corners of his body a lot.

Seeing him get up, Jiang Chacha looked away again.

Then, he sat in front of her, holding an iced Americano with one hand and drinking there, while she lowered her head, daring not to say a word.

It was only then that she knew what he meant when he said "Carrie won't come over".

Afterwards, he would often cook for her, and she would feel embarrassed at first, but as the frequency increased, she would shamelessly go over to grab the meal when it was time to eat.

And the food he cooks is really delicious.

Although it was delicious, she would still be a little more reserved when eating in front of him.

Once the prawns he cooked were so delicious that she couldn't hold back and ate them very quickly.

"Are you free in 20 days?"

he asked suddenly.

He glanced over, and she was so frightened that she choked on the shrimp soup and coughed wildly.

Soon, a hand behind her gently patted her on the back, and handed her a cup of warm white tea. Jiang Chacha didn't even look at it, and took several swigs while holding it.

After getting better, when she realized that his hand was patting her back gently, she froze her body.

"In 20 days?"

As if realizing the embarrassment in her tone, he calmly withdrew his hand.

"Ah."

"Should be free." She thought.

Apart from the shitty thing about the election of the vice president in October, there should be nothing else going on.

But why did he ask this?
Jiang Chacha gave him a strange look.

Bian Jichen looked out of the window at this time, it rained from time to time in summer, and now the raindrops outside the window fell on the leaves mercilessly.

The overseas package should be arriving soon.

He looked at it for a long time, then looked away.

"fine."