Chapter 830： The president is a voice control! 44

Qiao Sirui chuckled again, and in his mind he couldn't help but imagine that the little girl was drowsy holding her mobile phone under the covers, and occasionally opened her eyes and glanced at the mobile phone in her hand to give him a message, and then turned her head back to sleep. In the past, maybe after a while, if a little girl didn’t hold her hand, her posture was wrong, she could still be smashed up by the phone, and then she woke up and looked at the phone screen in front of her, and then gave him a good night after falling asleep. News like that.

‘Qiao Sirui’s love value +3, currently 57. ’

Obviously, it was just thinking about it. The picture seemed to have appeared in front of him. It made people unable to resist. The corners of Qiao Sirui's lips were so cocked, looking at it because he hadn't operated for a long time. The darkened mobile phone screen seemed to see Chu Ci's movements from inside.

Full sense of picture.

Qiao Sirui was thinking about it, and then he saw that the phone whose screen had been blacked out suddenly turned on again, and a message from Chu Ci appeared on the screen.

Qiao Sirui was taken aback for a moment, and he turned on the screen of the phone, and saw an extra voice message in the chat box of the two.

Qiao Sirui's fingertips touched the note lightly.

The little girl came softly, with a slightly altered voice through the microphone and other electronic devices.

"Brother, it's very late, I'm going to bed, brother also went to bed earlier, good night."

‘Qiao Sirui’s love value +3, currently 60. ’

The ending of this sentence was soft, with a bit of sleepiness, and almost made Qiao Sirui straighten up from the sofa. The original light in the eyes was more radiant. He opened his lips and licked the corners of his lips slightly with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly felt a bit dry. His tongue was dry, and the faint lemon-mint smoke around him also made him feel a little restless.

He pressed the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and looked at the phone screen. After a long pause, he returned to a good night. Then his fingertips lightly touched the note representing the voice mark again, and the girl's voice was again There was a sound in the silence around.

Qiao Sirui listened to it five or six times, and after silently clicking to save the voice, he raised his hand to cover one of his eyes, sighed, and the corner of his lips smiled slightly mockingly.

It's rare to be so embarrassed when Chu Ci's voice just now almost made him unable to hold the phone firmly. This is when he sat up. Now he is a little lucky to press out the cigarette in his hand earlier, otherwise he was afraid that it was not. To be hot to your own rhythm.

It is about to enter the peak of autumn. Although the northern part is fine during the day, the temperature can already be noticeably lowered at night. The moisture outside is heavy, with a few last birds and insects.

Qiao Sirui stood up and looked at the distance quietly for a while.

He didn't turn on the lights, and the only light source around him was a little bit of light from the feasting place in the distance through the glass window.

The young man stood in the darkness, his eyes sinking, a bit of light on the contrary, he was wearing a thin shirt, his lips were slightly cocked, and his body had a sort of crisp smell.

Then he turned and walked towards the door, and Chu Ci's soft voice resounded in the surrounding quiet air again.

Qiao Sirui opened the balcony door and walked into the room. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the mobile phone in his hand was slightly pressed to his chin.