Little Tsundere is online: CEO please accept

Jian Lan has great confidence in Jin Liancheng, even though they no longer have an ambiguous relationship, Jian Lan naturally knows how good Jin Liancheng is.

Jian Lan had no doubt that they would come to save her.

However, this man's purpose may be to attract Jin Liancheng. If it is what Jian Lan thinks, there is probably a net around this house, waiting for someone to come to her.

"It's already evening, do you want to have dinner?"

"No, no, no." Jian Lan quickly waved her hand to refuse, God knows what kind of mess the food here will be, or some messy things have been added to the normal things.

She was full at noon, and she didn't know what time it was at night, anyway, she believed whatever a man said.

Even if she didn't tell him, she felt the sun when she got off the car.

It's definitely not night, so why tell her the wrong time?
"not hungry?"

He looked at Jian Lan through the eyes of the mask, Jian Lan could only see a little bit of brown pupils, and couldn't see anything else clearly.

"Aren't you really hungry? I'm not too poor to support you."

The man seemed to be obsessed with letting Jian Lan eat, but the more eager he was, the more Jian Lan felt that there was something tricky in it, and it was impossible for her to agree.

So she can only resist blindly.

The man let go, he left the house, and it was when he left that Jian Lan found out where the door was.

It can only be said that it is seamlessly connected. Strictly speaking, this "door" is a window, but it is not transparent. The man opened the window with agility, and with his hands up, he turned over.

There was a sound of locking.

you win.

Jian Lan really didn't know what to say, in fact, even if he didn't lock it, she would never be able to get on it. The bed was so big that she had no hope of moving it, and the rest were fixed.

The only thing that can be used as a foothold may be the dolls piled up in the corner, but...the dolls are all as big as her, and the biggest one, Jian Lan, can't even reach its leg length, so she can only touch it when she jumps up. The bear's knee.

Looking carefully, this room is very large, with hundreds of square meters casually, but most of the space is occupied by the bed, the rest is a sofa, an oversized pink bedside table, a three-meter-high bookshelf in the corner and a large one above. pile of books.

The rest is the floor covered with carpets of various colors, and lamps divided into several areas. There are many lamps hung on the wall, and there are also many hanging decorations of various kinds, and there are also many embedded in the wall, so at first glance However, at first glance, there will be a feeling that the room is very crowded.

"This bed..."

Although Jian Lan knew that there was probably something like a monitor camera somewhere in this room, she still threw herself on the bed.

Sure enough, it was as soft as expected, making her want to roll on it.

She has always had this habit. Whether she was at home before, or later lived in Jin Liancheng's villa, or even in Lu Qian's villa, she always liked to roll on the bed, and the softer the bed, the more she liked it.

This ten-meter-large bed, she turned from one end to the other was enough for her to be out of breath. After all, she rolled in one breath, so she always had to hold back.

Jian Lan sank into the bed, what kind of bed is this.

The flexibility is not very good, at least Jian Lan fell down directly and did not bounce her back, but accepted her existence obediently.

The quilt cover was soft down, exactly the same as the fur on the sofa she woke up on.

"What kind of animal hair is this?"

Jian Lan couldn't hold it back, she licked it again, and sighed comfortably.

Of course, no one answered her. She had nothing to do, so she fell asleep with a little quilt in her arms.

She is now a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, she has no right to choose, and it doesn't make much difference whether she is sober or not.

If that man asked her to be unconscious, she could only be in a coma, and it was obvious from a glance that this room was not arranged temporarily, so could it be possible to find the key to the lock from inside?

Taking a step back, even if she finds it, Jian Lan won't be able to open the lock. The lock is outside the window, where can she touch it.

As for finding another way to leave, it is also unlikely.

If there was a second exit, would the man, with his dignified appearance, allow himself to climb the window?

Jian Lan laughed a little when she thought about it, and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up again, in front of him was the man's mask that was identical to Jin Liancheng's.

"Brother, what are you doing! You scared me to death!"

Jian Lan called her brother very easily, probably because she called Su Youqing and Pan Yue "brother" too often, so she was able to be so free from psychological barriers.

"Have a meal."

This time the man's tone was a bit unfriendly, and he didn't ask Jian Lan's wishes, so he directly pulled her to the sofa.

It was the blood-red sofa again. Jian Lan felt uncomfortable sitting on it. There were three dishes on the table, all served on plates and still steaming.

How did he bring the dishes in?

Jian Lan began to seriously think about the second exit in her heart.

After all, the window was nearly two meters above the ground. If one person had these three bowls of food, plus two empty rice bowls and chopsticks, it would be impossible for one person to do it.

"eat."

The man's voice was extremely cold, it was no longer the cute and clean boyish voice, but a mature and magnetic subwoofer with the feeling of only forty years old.

Jian Lan obeyed his wishes and picked up the chopsticks.

Not knowing if she was really hungry, Jian Lan's stomach grumbled twice, which made the man laugh.

The three dishes are all fish, one fish soup, one braised in soy sauce, and one roasted.

The man is really good at cooking vegetables. Each of the three dishes is delicious and delicious, making people who have nothing in their stomachs very hungry.

Jian Lan's mouth was a little dry, and her intuition told him that these three dishes were fried by men himself. In fact, he could guess a little bit from the man's request for a performance.

"Will Jin Liancheng like it?"

The mouth close to the ear unconsciously spits out words that the man does not want to hear.

"Won't like it."

"He hasn't even tried it, how do you know he won't like it."

The man felt a little angry from embarrassment, but he couldn't see the expression under the mask, so Jian Lan could only guess, and it seemed hideous.

"You want to make something he likes?"

"En." The man nodded, then shook his head, "Who wants to take care of him, I'm proficient in every skill I have.

Jian Lan didn't expose his lies either. Since this person wanted to think this way, she would of course cooperate and keep adding salt to his wounds. What would be the consequences? Jian Lan was not interested in trying.

There is no clock, no mobile phone, no computer, and can't see the outside world, which gives Jian Lan the feeling that time passes. After exporting the things, I gave up on myself and read books every day, so leisurely.