Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 81 81 He is at a loss
Wen Jiusi lowered his head, his scorching breath fell into Jiang Chuchu's ear.

"You asked me this morning if you could pack yourself up for me to raise, and now I want to give you an answer—"

Jiang Chuchu felt like a seriously ill patient waiting for the doctor to announce the result. His words could pull him to heaven or push him to hell.

Under her gaze, Wen Jiusi spoke word by word.

"I don't want to have a cat, but I want to have you."

His eyes were like the purest glass, and her figure was reflected in them.

His voice has a sexy bass, gently teasing her whole body and mind.

Once a word is spoken, it is an oath.

While Jiang Chuchu was in a daze, the desire in Wen Jiusi's heart became clearer and clearer, and he looked down at her.

"I want to give you all the best things in the world, even if you will get tired of me in the future, even if at some point in the future, you suddenly find that you shouldn't love me..."

Jiang Chuchu suddenly cried.

As soon as she cried, Wen Jiusi's calm face suddenly became confused.

He fumbled around in the pocket of his suit jacket, but he didn't bring anything. In the end, he had to carefully go up, unbutton the bottom of his shirt, lift it up, and wipe her tears with his white shirt.

While wiping, he softly coaxed her.

"Don't cry, why are you crying?"

With a strong nasal voice, Jiang Chuchu raised her palm-sized face and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"I just feel, like, I've finally gotten lucky."

She held onto Wen Jiusi's collar tightly, and would not let go no matter what he said. There are so many people coming and going here, as well as the occasional media passing by. Wen Jiusi didn't want those people to recognize Jiang Chuchu, and took the opportunity to write some lace The tabloid, so he had no choice but to hug her, like a koala, and moved back to his car step by step.

Jiang Chuchu cried for a while, and her fatigue became more and more surging. She didn't know how she fell asleep, but when she was conscious again, when she opened her eyes, she was already in a small independent building next to a flower garden in the suburbs. .

There was only a small dim light in the room, which set off the starry sky outside. Jiang Chuchu twisted her neck and called out a few times tentatively, but Wen Jiusi did not respond.

Wen Jiusi thoughtfully placed her mobile phone on the table next to the sofa. She reached out to fish it out and turned on the screen. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Ignoring the missed calls from Jiang Zhai and even Yuan Cheng, the phone is full of death bombs from Xu Yu.

She called Xu Yu back, and after a few light rings, a bright voice came from the phone.

"Where did you die? Why did it take you so long to call me back?"

Jiang Chuchu: "...?"

Jiang Chuchu didn't understand very well. Xu Yu had high expectations for this competition, but today's result obviously didn't go as she wished. How could she still be so happy?
As if knowing what she was wondering about, Xu Yu was silent for a moment, and then exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"No way, Chuchu, where have you been all this time, you don't know about such wonderful things until now?"

Jiang Chuchu was confused by what she said, and hurriedly interrupted her self-promotion.

"Speak clearly."

"It's a pity you left so early,"

Following Xu Yu's exuberant explanation through the phone, Jiang Chuchu knew that she and Wen Jiusi had left together, but the excitement in the art museum had just begun.

(End of this chapter)