Quick Wear: The troublesome female supporting role was locked up by the boss and cried

Chapter 120 The childhood sweetheart who deceived the feelings of the sinister official (8)

The expression changed very quickly, but Qi Jingxiao adapted to it very well.

got used to.

Ji Chutang considered his words, glanced at Qi Jingxiao shyly, then lowered his head, but what he said was very bold:

"I am deeply in love with you, but I worry that you don't know it. Therefore, all living beings are like grass and trees, and you are the green mountain. I hope you can know me and spend our life together day and night."

After Ji Chutang finished speaking, she lowered her head shyly and looked at the beautiful pearls embellishing the toes of her cassock pearl embroidered shoes.

But I haven't received a reply from my sweetheart yet.

The shyness on her flushed face gradually faded away, and was replaced by a hint of doubt and worry. She raised her head slightly to look at Qi Jingxiao, but the other party's reaction was different from what she had imagined.

Qi Jingxiao did not show much expression, and his emotions were never revealed. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but his eyes were slightly dim and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Ji Chutang seemed to understand something, her little face turned pale, and she stretched out a trembling hand to pull Qi Jingxiao's sleeve.

"Brother Jingxiao..." There was a pleading tone in her voice.

The next second, Qi Jingxiao smiled gently, gently pulled out his sleeves, and at the same time said: "Silly girl, don't think too much, you are still young, let's talk about it later."

To Ji Chutang, this was tantamount to a rejection.

Her expression turned ugly, but she managed to maintain her dignity and smiled gently: "Master Qi, I understand."

Then he turned around and left without hesitation.

The figure walked hurriedly and looked a little lonely, but he did not look back, as if he was maintaining his last bit of dignity.

Qi Jingxiao silently withdrew his hand that was trying to retain her.

He did not reject her. Perhaps only God knew that when Ji Chutang shyly but boldly said words expressing her admiration and love, his heart seemed to jump out of his chest at that moment.

My breathing stopped.

But at that moment he could not see the face of his sweetheart. She lowered her head, her black hair was soft and beautiful. Qi Jingxiao, who was always calm and composed, showed his emotions.

Then there was war, chaos and a myriad of tones.

After thousands of twists and turns, words cannot express my feelings, and cannot contain a spring mountain that loves you.

Suddenly, a spiritual sound was heard, and the turbulent waves of the spring mountains subsided slightly.

Qi Jingxiao suppressed all his emotions the moment Ji Chutang looked up.

The little girl is ignorant, but he should understand.

Life is already difficult for women in this world, and he couldn't let his little girl be at risk of being attacked by outsiders, so he couldn't respond.

But it doesn't matter. When she reaches the age of 15, he will definitely come to her house to ask for her hand in marriage, and use his entire fortune as a betrothal gift to make her his legal wife.

Never separated in life after life.

Qi Jingxiao watched Ji Chutang leave. Her graceful figure never looked back, and the maid in the distance followed closely behind her.

He was afraid that she would think too much, but in the end she did.

Qi Jingxiao's face had no expression, he was cold and indifferent, without any trace of ambiguity that would arise from the two expressing their affection for each other.

There seemed to be a hint of pity in his eyes, but he retracted it in an instant, forced himself not to look, turned around and left.

Afraid of being defeated.

He was even more afraid of harming the little girl, so he had to restrain himself before everything was settled.

When Ji Chutang left, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he had suffered a great injustice, which made Hua Rui feel very distressed.

The system praised: [My host is amazing. With such acting skills, the little golden man belongs to you. ]

Ji Chutang was happy: [Of course, after completing a plot node, the next mission will be quick.]

Because of the immersive task, this body felt aggrieved uncontrollably, so much so that Ji Chutang was helpless and couldn't control his tears.

She returned to her boudoir and closed the door, not allowing anyone to enter and disturb her, which made Hua Rui very anxious.

Ji Chutang, who had entered her comfort zone, shed tears of grievance while lying comfortably on the bed, letting the system play a soap opera for her to relax.

soon--

Ji Chutang not only shed tears out of grievance, but also cried loudly in his heart, sniffing and complaining: [You little bastard, you can't control your body and need to relax, but you still play a sad drama. It's so annoying. ]

The system was busy chatting with a new friend, and randomly played a drama for the host. At this moment, it smiled with a guilty conscience: [Change it immediately, I didn’t notice...]

Without stopping, he immediately played a comedy for the host.

……

To apologize and appease Ji Chutang.

A lot of things fell from the wall where they often exchanged items when they were children.

Falling on the green grass, making a soft sound.

This sound naturally attracted Huarui's attention. Huarui walked over to the sound and naturally saw that something was still falling from the wall.

There are all kinds of strange gadgets.

There are also pearl hairpins, silk flowers, hairpins and bracelets that women like.

There are also silver notes and gold ingots.

All kinds of things, continuously, falling from the wall one by one.

Hua Rui walked over and said rudely: "Why? Don't think that giving gifts can make up for the harm the young lady has suffered."

Although she didn't know what kind of injustice her young lady had suffered, she clearly saw her aggrieved and pitiful look.

It must be Mr. Qi who made the young lady angry.

There was no expected voice from the other side, but a familiar muffled voice: "Sister Huarui, please collect all these things later. The young master apologized for Miss Ji and also brought a message, asking Miss Ji not to think too much."

After careful identification, Huarui confirmed that it was the voice of that silly Chang'an.

She naturally knew that this idiot had conveyed the wrong message, and was severely beaten with thirty sticks.

But she had no sympathy for him.

Who told him to spread the rumor that the young lady was no longer capable? He should be punished, severely punished.

Huarui really wanted to throw all the things back to him, but she still had to ask the young lady for permission before taking any action.

Hua Rui said fiercely: "Wait."

Then Dadada left.

Hua Rui walked in a hurry, eager to express her anger and avenge the young lady. However, when she reached the second floor and was about to reach Ji Chutang's door.

But he suddenly slowed down his footsteps and knocked on the door tentatively: "Miss, can I come in?"

The system, which had already noticed Hua Rui going upstairs, teased: [Host, your intimate little maid is quite secretive.]

Ji Chutang, who was watching the drama, regained his concentration and asked in confusion: [What is she doing? ]

Before she got an answer, she heard Hua Rui asking in a low voice outside the door if she could come in.

Ji Chutang naturally agreed immediately. She couldn't bear to see the little girl looking at her with resentful eyes.

"Enter."

I adjusted my emotions, got my body under control, and stopped crying out of grievance.

When Hua Rui came in, she saw Ji Chutang, who had a calm expression and stable emotions.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then angrily said, "Miss, Mr. Qi next door has made you unhappy, and now he has sent people to throw things over the wall to apologize. It's really insincere. Otherwise, I will throw everything back to him and I won't forgive him, okay?"

Ji Chutang seemed calm, but in fact his ears were perked up.

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Linglai: An elegant name for the wind used by the ancients.