Chapter 857： The president is a voice control! 71

Qiao Sirui raised his brow and swiped away Liang Jiuzhou's information. The front camera on the screen captured Qiao Sirui's face and automatically unlocked the device. Chu Ci blinked his eyes and glanced, and then saw his mobile wallpaper.

The picture in the picture was the first time they went to the school meeting. She was holding the paper bag of fried cream cake, her cheeks were bulging, her eyes were shining, and her lips were smiling. The corners of his mouth and cheeks are all stained with the powder of fried cream fried cake. It was originally a round face. At this moment, it is because of chewing cream fried cake.

The person in the photo is not looking at the camera, it seems to be self-conscious and happy, and he doesn't seem to know when this person took this photo.

Chu Ci:...

Qiao Sirui:...

The thing that had been hidden for a long time was suddenly so naked||naked||naked before he was so exposed to the little girl before he was ready to show it to the little girl, Qiao Sirui was also taken aback for a while, and he had already touched the little girl. The girl withdrew her hand, raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose.

"When did you shoot this, why I don't know at all? Hmm..."

Before Chu Ci's words came to an end, the man was embarrassed across his eyes. He raised his hand to pick up a slightly steaming fried dessert and stuffed it into Chu Ci's mouth.

This kind of deep-fried dessert is generally crispy on the outside and soft and sweet on the inside, and it is generally not hot on the inside. Chu Ci has to open its pink lips after taking a small bite, exhale in small mouths, a pair of roundness The big round eyes looked at Qiao Sirui in front of him.

I wanted to accuse the guy in front of me, but there was still a hot snack in his mouth, and he couldn't help but be in a dilemma for a while, neither talking nor not talking, swallowing it, and holding it.

Finally, seeing the little girl's face turned red with anger, Qiao Sirui slowly picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his fingertips, and rubbed the oily dregs on the fingertips that had just twisted the fried snack. Wipe clean, this is to raise your hand to press the screen of your mobile phone to death, raise your hand, and squeeze the little girl’s cheek, with a slight smile on the corners of her lips, as if the scene had never happened before, one with a little The aggressive cheeks moved closer.

"Is it delicious? Eat more if it is delicious."

And after asking and answering, he picked up the chopsticks next to him, and another piece of deep-fried sweet cake was put into Chu Ci's mouth after Chu Ci swallowed it.

This way of avoiding problems really made Chu Ci feel a little stupid, and a little panicked.

Rejecting this person's action of stuffing fried cake into her mouth again, which seemed quite an attempt to choke the person she intended, and then finally swallowed the deep-fried snack in her mouth, squinting slightly, watching Qiao Sirui, who was holding chopsticks and picking vegetables into a Chu porcelain bowl, made a soft voice, "Brother, give me the phone."

How do you want to see in the future, when you want him to give you now?

Impossible, you dream.

Qiao Sirui once again put a chopstick dish into the Chu porcelain bowl, completely ignoring Chu Ci's words except for a glance at the little girl.

"Brother?"

Chu Ci raised his hand and shook in front of his eyes, and continued to speak, unwilling to give up, "Brother?" "Hi, brother, can you hear me?"