Chapter 229： No one can play 9

At least it didn't look like the style of the Chu family master at all.

Qin Yishu's eyes were suspicious, and silently bowed his head to eat rice.

After a while, Chu Ci put down the bowl, and the soft sound of the bowl and the table slowed Qin Yishu's movements, as if he carefully raised his eyes to look at the uncertain young master.

Chu Ci stood up and walked towards him with his foot raised.

Qin Yishu subconsciously put down the bowl in his hand and shook slightly, looking timid.

Chu Ci bent down slightly and stretched out his hand towards his face.

Qin Yishu's eyes darkened slightly, and then closed his eyes, but he felt the fingertips of this person rub against his mouth.

She was warm in her fingers, with a faint mint-scented shower gel scent, and then left after lightly touching it.

This kind of touch made Qin Yishu open his eyes again, with a trace of stunned eyes, and he saw Chu Ci standing next to his stool with a white rice grain twisted at his fingertips, looking at him condescendingly.

Then he flicked the grain of rice off casually, and raised one hand very naturally to squeeze his cheek.

The voice was low and soft, and his head tilted with a smile, "You are too thin."

Qin Yishu didn't react, and just looked at Chu Ci with his round eyes open. When Chu Ci's fingers touched him again, he paused slightly and shrank back.

Chu Ci's fingertips have already been taken back, "You continue to eat, and when you are full, go up and rest yourself."

At this moment, the door of the restaurant was clicked again. Cheng Anan opened the door a crack. He was slightly stunned when he saw what was inside, and then he whispered, "Master."

Chu Ci moved his gaze away from Qin Yishu, looked at Cheng An'an, who was standing at the door, and answered, but did not look at Qin Yishu again, and walked away.

It seems that it is still indifferent.

But there is indeed something different.

When the door of the room closed, Qin Yishu pressed the corners of his lips slightly, and the timidity on his face gradually disappeared, again with a kind of doubt, raised a hand slightly, and touched the corner of his lips.

It seems that you can still smell the mint on Chu Ci.

Qin Yishu frowned slightly.

Chu Ci...what do you want to do?

During this period of time, I had a rare full meal. Although Chu Ci said that it would be good for him to go directly to rest after eating, Qin Yishu subconsciously packed the dishes on the table into the kitchen.

Qin Yishu has been thinking about Chu Ci's purpose, but this question not only has not been solved by the evening, but it has made him even more puzzled.

Because the housekeeper suddenly asked him to prepare, saying that Chu Ci had arranged a place for him to go to high school, so that he could prepare for class the day after tomorrow.

In fact, in the Chu family before, whether it was Chu Ci or Qin Yishu, all aspects of knowledge used to be taught by specialized teachers, but after the death of Chu’s father, Qin Yishu’s teacher was dismissed by Chu Ci. Now All knowledge is secretly taught by Qin Yishu.

Before Chu Ci even refused to let him out of the house, he liked to admire his appearance of a poor, isolated and helpless creature, but how could Chu Ci with such a posture suddenly let him go to a regular school?

And these actions tonight really made Qin Yishu, who felt that he had already seen through what this young master was thinking, couldn't guess.

And this feeling of losing control made him feel uneasy subconsciously.