Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

[Oh my god, this clingy guy is my god, why don't you just stick to Little Rose directly?]

【Men are scheming! 】

Seeing that her food was a bit dry, Jiang Jiuci picked up the juice and handed it to her lips. Wen Ling took two sips from the cup.

His eyes sparkled, "It tastes good."

Jiang Jiuci peeled another egg and handed it to her. Wen Ling's eyes were not attracted by the egg but by the hand holding the egg. Although the fingers were not as white as the egg, they were eye-catching and beautiful. The nails were trimmed very neatly, and the nails were pink.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiang Jiuci followed her gaze and raised his eyebrows.

"like?"

The clear and laughing voice caught Wen Ling's attention. She didn't answer but just said thank you and took the egg.

She didn't answer Jiang Jiuci, but he was unwilling to give in. He moved closer to her, reached out and held Wen Ling's porcelain-white little hand and squeezed it.

"If you like, I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he crossed his fingers and clasped them together.

Wen Ling frowned and looked at him, and saw that his peach blossom eyes were shining. He didn't feel embarrassed at all for taking advantage of others. Instead, he had an expression that asked for praise, as if he was considering you.

Wen Ling raised her lips to curse, then looked at the egg in her other hand. She was so soft-hearted that she couldn't open her mouth.

But the audience watching the live broadcast scolded her.

【shameless! 】

How can this man be so shameless?

[He's clearly taking advantage of Little Rose, yet he acts so innocent.]

[Scheming, so scheming.]

Wen Ling's food was a bit dry, so she shook her hand to signal him to let go, but Jiang Jiuci seemed to not understand and misinterpreted her meaning.

"My hands are inconvenient, I'll feed you."

He held the juice to her lips with his other hand, and Wen Ling stepped back to look at him.

"Let go."

The grip was so tight that I couldn't break free.

Jiang Jiuci's peach blossom eyes curled up slightly and blinked at her innocently.

"Don't you like my hands? I feed you and you can play with my hands while drinking fresh juice, isn't that good?"

Wen Ling was speechless when she saw his look of "I'm only thinking about you".

"Jiang Jiuci, be normal."

Seeing this, Jiang Jiuci stopped teasing her, but even though he let go of her hand, he still stretched out his well-proportioned and slender hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Well, okay, if you want to hold my hand, you don't have to tell me, just hold my hand directly."

His tone was serious and smiling, but the look he gave her was full of ambiguity, like a hint of intoxication.

"After all, as long as my sister needs me, I belong to her."

[Ahhh! When did you learn those vixen tricks, Cishen?]

[Why does this brother smell like tea?]

[Oh my god, I, Ci Shen, used all my skills to pursue Little Rose.]

Wen Ling squinted at him, then turned her gaze back, put down the cup in her hand, picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, turned her head, held his big hand, and pulled him towards her with force.

The man, whose eyes were originally full of teasing, was caught off guard when he was pulled away. He looked stunned and subconsciously pressed the sofa beside him with his other hand, leaning towards Wen Ling.

Wen Ling's arms, which were supporting her back, softened and she was about to fall onto the sofa. Jiang Jiuci used the force of her hand to push Wen Ling towards him.

The porcelain-white arms wrapped around his neck, and when he saw her charming and smiling eyes, Jiang Jiuci realized that he had been deceived.

The beautiful eyes with teardrop moles under them make her doubly alluring. The shimmering brilliance in her eyes, like autumn water, seems to be able to drown people.

Wen Ling moved closer to him and called out "brother" in a soft voice.

Jiang Jiuci's mind had been completely occupied by her deliberate teasing. When he heard her voice, he looked in her direction as if by reflex. Not wanting to get too close to each other, their lips touched in an instant.

For a moment, time stood still, the barrage of comments exploded, and the sisters on the bed rolled around and screamed like marmots.

【Ahhh, kiss, kiss. 】

[Oh my god, they were clearly kissing, why is my heart beating so fast?]

[It's no use, I need a quick-acting heart pill urgently. 】

【Not this posture, damn it. 】

Jiang Jiuci rested his hand on the sofa, leaning against Wen Ling. Wen Ling put her hands on his neck and held on tight. He leaned in her arms like a charming yet soft dodder. Their eyes met, and they were inexplicably alluring.

It was Wen Ling's eyes that were full of seductive aggression, while Jiang Jiuci's ears turned red and his eyes showed a hint of retreat.

[Screenshot, screenshot, sisters, this is a great picture. ]

When their lips touched, they were both stunned, and Wen Ling returned to her thoughts in just a moment. She looked at him leisurely, wanting to see what he would do.

When their eyes were about to make contact, Jiang Jiuci was the first to withdraw his body. His expression was still calm, as if he had returned to his usual coldness, but this was on the premise that his red ears were ignored.

Feeling the sound of his accelerated heartbeat, Jiang Jiuci subconsciously pursed his lips, as if he could still feel the soft fragrance on them.

[No, Cishen, why are you so scared? Come on, it's just a kiss.]

[Oh, I've always been very good at everything I do, but now I'm confused by the God of Peace.]

[Why is Ci Shen silent? Wasn't he quite talkative just now?]

[It's no wonder that Little Rose is three years older than Ci Shen. Isn't she subdued now?]

[Hehehe, this is the first time I've seen the God of Devotion being shy. It's truly a truly remarkable sight.]

Jiang Jiuci put away his initial frivolous look, took Wen Ling's hand with one hand, and spoke with clear and serious eyes.

"If you take advantage of me, you must be responsible for me."

[Ouch, who's taking advantage of whom?]

【The God of Farewell is here to ask for your status. 】

[As expected, the God of Destiny wouldn't miss any opportunity to creep into Wen Wen's heart.]

Wen Ling didn't respond and glanced at him.

"Aren't girls more vulnerable in this kind of situation? Don't worry, I don't need you to be responsible."

Wen Ling patted his shoulder as if it was no big deal, but Jiang Jiuci refused and held her hand tighter.

His dark eyes fixed on her.

"It's a tradition in my family that if I take your first kiss, you have to take responsibility."

[Hahaha, yes, yes, I am still a virgin.]

[Ahahahaha, Ci Shen just talks nonsense without thinking.]

[Hahaha, Cishen, you've completely lost all your pride for the sake of reputation and can say anything.]

Wen Ling blinked and looked at him with an alluringly innocent look on her face.

Jiang Jiuci was discouraged and had no intention of forcing her to give him a legitimate status. Instead, he looked at her weakly.

"Sister, do you want to be a scumbag who flirts but doesn't take responsibility?"

Wen Ling raised both hands.

"You did it first."

He said it with a righteous voice, and Jiang Jiuci felt upset.

The audience slammed their hands on the table while watching.

【Ah, little rose, you are so cute. 】

[Little Rose said I am innocent, please don't wrongly accuse me.]

[Ah, how can Little Rose be so fond of me? Big sister, kiss me.]

[Hahaha, no one is paying attention to me, Cishen? I feel like Cishen is going to be very upset.]