I don't mind if you are ugly and blind [wearing a book]

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Chapter 11

    My head started to ache, even the bell rang.

    The corners of Su Yue's lips couldn't help but curl up.

    "Go down!" Jiang Ci was expressionless and his tone was cold. Not only was Su Yue not afraid, he was also dying of joy.

    She hugged his waist and frustrated her smile, "Well, I'll stand up now. Tonight, don't be angry." Su Yue released the hand that held Jiang Ci's waist.

    "Your clothes are wet, I will find clothes for you." Su Yue put the cup aside, and went to the closet with doglegs and quickly found another black pajamas for Jiang Ci, and ran to the bathroom to get a dry towel. Come out.

    The ringing in his mind was still reverberating, and Su Yue knew that Jiang Ci hadn't calmed down yet.

    "Your hair is wet, let me wipe it for you." Su Yue walked over, put a towel on Jiang Ci's head, and gently wiped him up. "Jiang Ci, I didn't mean it. Don't be angry, okay?"

    Jiang Ci's long and slender buttoned fingers, with distinct bone joints, are white and beautiful, in stark contrast to his face. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "I'm not angry."

    Liar!

    Su Yue cursed silently behind him.

    She took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and started blowing Jiang Ci's hair. Fingertips pierced the soft hair, and Su Yue blew back and forth patiently and extremely well. When the hair was almost dry, she ran to the water dispenser and poured a glass of warm water for him again. The service attitude was simply not too good.

    "The water is ready for you, it won't be hot." Su Yue handed it to Jiang Ci's hand, and she asked in a low voice: "Jiang Ci, for the sake of my dedication like this, don't you be angry." Jiang

    Ren It's easy to get angry, but it's not that simple to coax it back.

    Jiang Ci leaned back and supported his hands on the bed. His eyebrows were slightly raised, coldly, his dark eyes were like bottomless black holes, which made people tremble inexplicably, "You poured water on me, and it hurt. Me, shouldn't the remedy be right now."

    He took a sip of water, and his thin lips were stained with water, ignoring the scars on his face and the hemostatic patch, it was so beautiful.

    Su quickly retracted his gaze, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he whispered in a low voice: "Sorry, I shouldn't make you angry. I will be punished to make you a mango cake tomorrow, okay?"

    Jiang Ci did not hum, he lay straight down. On the bed, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

    "Angry value: 0."

    Su Yue looked at the bed, lying on his back, with his hands perpendicular to the sides of his legs, close to the trousers, sleeping in a proper posture, and a man with a proper sleeping posture couldn't help but laugh secretly.

    That's so coaxing!

    Turning her eyes, Su Yue hurriedly took out the scale, she stood up, and the next second, the number displayed on it was still one hundred and forty catties. It doesn't matter, she remembered that the previous few times had changed only the next day, and she was going to wait until tomorrow morning to weigh it again.