The villain is also very flirtatious today

Chapter 80 The Warlord's Sick (10)

There is no doubt that Su Jingheng has become the attention of the audience.

When receiving the admiring and admiring gaze of the little girl around him, he smiled with satisfaction.

This day is beautiful for Jiang Ci.

For Su Jingheng, touching his heart seemed to be a joy.

He thought it would be boring to play with the boudoir lady.

Later, he couldn't tell whether it was a fake smile or a smile from the heart.

Just let it go for a night...

Su Jingheng's eyes were confused.

Seeing that it was getting late, Su Jingheng sent Jiang Ci to the Marshal's Mansion.

When she was about to get out of the car, Jiang Ci was suddenly confined in a small corner, with a large shadow covering her in front of her.

Heart, pounding, pounding.

A touch of warmth fell on the girl's fair forehead: "Go back, I hope it won't be too late to meet next time."

In front of the gate, Jiang Ci's legs were still soft, and it seemed like a dream these days.

When she walked into the hall, a slight cough attracted her.

The marshal sat on the chair, watching his daughter's smiling face with a rippling spring heart, a fire burning in his heart.

"Oh, dad, what are you doing here?" She was startled, and touched her heart. She hadn't been seduced to death by Su Jingheng, but was frightened to death by her own father.

"The family is unlucky. Your mother died early, leaving behind your father, who was both mother and father. He worked hard, shit and piss, and raised you up."

The marshal made a crying appearance, covered his face with a pair of big dark hands, and secretly stretched out his palms to look at the girl after he finished speaking.

Seeing the little girl was unmoved.

cried again.

"But my daughter is not worried, and her elbows are turned outward. I taught her to be as beautiful as a flower, but she wants to put flowers in cow dung."

Originally it was just a fake cry, but as he talked, the old man seemed to be poked to the point, with tears and snot in his eyes, and tears flowed freely.

Jiang Ci was so frightened that she hurried over to coax her.

After finally coaxing it, this old head looks like he can change his face, with a fierce face, trying to find fault.

In the end, Jiang Ci had no choice but to cook for his father his favorite beef noodles.

As we all know, Marshal has three major hobbies: fighting, swearing, and eating beef noodles made by his daughter.

Seeing that the fuss finally stopped, Jiang Ci let out a sigh of relief, with a face full of tears, why did her father grow up and go back.

For the next few days, Jiang Ci stayed at home peacefully.

The little girl was lying on the desk, and her handwriting was especially inconsistent with her own. She was well-behaved and thin, so fragile that she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

But her handwriting is flamboyant, although it is not small, it has a bold and unrestrained beauty.

There are also a few paragraphs above her, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was written by a different person.

That's right.

Jiang Ci is writing a letter with someone.

A few days after returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Su Jingheng hadn't contacted her, and Jiang Ci was very disappointed.Every day is gloomy.

Unexpectedly, a letter instantly wiped away all her unhappiness, because it was signed - Su Jingheng.

The letter said:
Dear Jiangci:
Hello there.

It's just that we've been apart for only three days, and I've started to miss you.

Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns, so sister Cici does the math, how much time is owed to me.

Jiang Ci blushed when she saw this, but she thought in her heart that it would be fine for a lifetime.

There is another paragraph later, Su Jingheng said that he recently found a particularly interesting item and had the opportunity to give it to Jiang Ci.

Then Jiang Ci couldn't wait to write a reply. In fact, she just said something very common to herself, and she didn't know what to write.

After hesitating for a while, I wrote a sentence in the last paragraph: I miss you too.

　Actually, I also miss your...recommendation tickets (shy face)

　　


(End of this chapter)