The master of metaphysics is solving the case again

Lin Qixi walked slowly, and when she came out of the study, her small nostrils moved slightly, and the aroma of the food rushed into her nostrils.

"How is it? Are you hungry?"

Cui Jue walked in front of her, and opened the stool at the dining table. He moved himself, with his slender and powerful neck, turned his head to look at Lin Qixi, and spoke in an unhurried tone.

"No."

Lin Qiyi glanced at Cui Jue with her hands on the stool and a smile on her lips, but she denied it in a rather serious tone.

"If you say there is no change, there will be no change. Come on! Sit down."

When Cui Jue heard Lin Qixi like this, he stubbornly denied it, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened. He patted the chair with his slender and strong palm, motioning her to come and sit down.

Lin Qixi's expression was indifferent, without the slightest expression, she walked over slowly, Cui Jue pushed the stool, it happened to be a comfortable position for Lin Qixi to sit on.

The rice cooker was quietly placed on the table. With Cui Jue's slender and moist fingers, he took out the porcelain bowl on the side. Cui Jue pressed and pressed the fragrant rice before placing it in front of Lin Qiyi.

Lin Qiyi's eyelashes moved slightly, and she looked down. The white rice quietly placed in front of her seemed to be unable to fit into the chopsticks.

She was speechless for a while.

Who did Cui Jue learn this technique from?

It felt like he was trying so hard to coax a child who didn't like to eat, and all his strength was just to make himself eat more.

Lin Qiyi was thinking about this silently in her heart, but there was no expression on her delicate and small face.

The temperament of his boss is simply gone.

Lin Qixi took the chopsticks that Cui Jue handed to her with her white and moist fingers, without taking a look at the white rice on the table in front of her, but went straight to the dishes.

This meal was the same as before, basically, Lin Qixi was in charge of eating, and Cui Jue was in charge of watching.

When Lin Qixi finished eating the last grain of rice, her chest heaved and she let out a shallow breath.

Even though there was no emotion on her delicate and small face, Cui Jue, who was at the side, could still see from it that she was carrying such a small emotion.

Cui Jue's slender and moist fingers were placed on his lips. He coughed lightly to cover the corners of his ever-rising lips. However, a faint smile slowly emerged from his deep eyes. .

Lin Qixi seemed to notice it instantly, her long and curly eyelashes slightly lifted, her eyes quietly stared at Cui Jue, who was a little gloating.

Cui Jue came into contact with Lin Qiyi's gaze, and licked his lips with his pink tongue, as if trying hard to suppress his smile, but unfortunately failed in the end.

Lin Qiyi's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her rather clear eyes looked at her. Her left hand held her right hand, and she suppressed herself. The urge to hit someone kept saying in her heart, "I can't hit someone, I can't hit someone."

It's a pity that she still didn't hold back in the end.

Lin Qixi didn't have any warning, she straightened her body, put her slender white fingers on Cui Jue's head, and patted it lightly.

Cui Jue's rather deep eyes froze slightly, his white earlobes gradually turned red, and he seemed a little shy.

"Lin Qixi, you..."

Cui Jue opened his mouth. As soon as he said four words, he felt that Lin Qixi, placed on his head, patted his fingers lightly, then suddenly curled up, and grabbed them hard.

Cui Jue "..."

Is this trying to bald yourself? !