The devil is weak and frail

Chapter 72 The Delicate and Weak Little Cook × Double-Faced Hero (18)

Jiang Min subconsciously turned sideways, blocking Zhiheng's sight.

"Thank you."

Now Zhiheng was even more curious, he poked his head and asked, "Why haven't you gone to the stall these days?"

Jiang Min casually said, "Something happened recently."

Zhiheng kept asking: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Min became a little impatient, and she directly issued an order to evict the guest: "Private matters, I have some things to deal with now."

Zhiheng pretended not to understand, showing no signs of leaving.

Without further ado, Jiang Min made it clear: "Why don't you leave?"

Zhiheng's little heart seemed to be poked, and he said sourly: "I'm leaving now."

Jiang Min nodded slightly, her hair swayed slightly with her movements, the originally fluffy and messy hair spread out, and the hosta fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhiheng pushed open the door, before Jiang Min bent down and picked up the hosta on the ground.

Jiang Min looked at him with long hair.

Zhiheng was a little angry but couldn't tell why he was angry.

Why on earth didn't he let him in?What else is she hiding from him?
Zhiheng held Jiang Min's long hair and carefully helped her tie the hairpin on the hosta.

"Okay, be more careful next time." Zhiheng rubbed his fingertips lightly, his tone deep.

Jiang Min pursed her lips, seemingly helpless, after she pulled Zhiheng in, she quickly closed the door.

Zhiheng was led by Jiang Min to the living room.

Zhiheng wanted to laugh, but he held back.

"Tell me, what can I do for you?" Jiang Min poured Zhiheng a cup of tea and sat beside him.

Seeing Jiang Min's eagerness to get rid of himself, Zhiheng was very displeased, "You haven't gone to the stall for so long, I thought you died at home."

Jiang Min: "..."

What's wrong?Can you still speak well?

Jiang Min replied, "You can see now, I am alive and well, not dead."

Zhiheng snorted arrogantly, "It doesn't matter whose credit it is, if it wasn't for me, you would have died long ago."

Jiang Min can bear it once, but she can't bear others' aggressiveness. She gradually feels unhappy: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Zhiheng also seemed to feel that what he said was inappropriate, and he didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't control himself to say those words.

Zhiheng lowered his head slightly to apologize: "I'm sorry Jiang Min, I shouldn't have said those words, don't take it to heart, you will live a long life."

Jiang Min's temper comes and goes quickly, she smiled and said: "Longevity is enough to avoid it, just live one day longer than you."

Jiang Min was very serious when he said this, but it changed his taste when it fell into Zhiheng's ears.

Zhiheng: "..."

The smile on Zhiheng's face froze, put this curse on me, right?

We all know that Jiang Min doesn't live long, so what she said is really misleading.

"Then work hard." Zhiheng smiled lightly, maintaining his gentle image, but he didn't know that his personality had already collapsed.

Jiang Min nodded obediently, and now Zhiheng was even more angry, he turned around and left without even taking a sip of tea.

It was only when Zhiheng walked outside the door that he realized that something was wrong. Normally Jiang Min would not be so merciless to him, this made Zhiheng even more sure that Jiang Min had something to hide from him.

Zhiheng looked around and saw that there was no one around, and jumped to the courtyard of Jiang Min's house with his feet, and he followed Jiang Min carefully, hiding his figure.

Jiang Min was keenly aware of the breath of the person behind him, so he smiled helplessly, turned around and walked to her room.

(End of this chapter)