Chapter 169

Chi Jiao picked up the fallen fruit knife, turned it in her hand, and then put it in the fruit plate on the table.

She wants to laugh when she thinks of Chi zegang's pale face.

However, just now she also suddenly found a problem.

She didn't see Chi Ze's face before, but she didn't find that Chi Ze didn't have any resemblance to their chi family.

But he doesn't look like Julie.

Is that little guy not her father's own son at all?

The seeds of doubt in the heart of the root, late Jiao's eyes flashed a deep.

This matter needs to be carefully investigated.

She can't let her father raise a son for another man.

Thinking about this, Chi Jiao yawned lazily and climbed into bed.

The night gradually quieted down.

Chi Jiao is sleeping soundly when, suddenly, the sound of the window being opened wakes her up. She suddenly opens her eyes and sits up from the bed.

He put his hand under the pillow, felt the military dagger hidden under the pillow for self-defense, and looked calmly at the window.

Then, her expression is a Leng.

I saw a familiar figure, sharp window into the house.

The boy stood in the dark shadow, but Chi Jiao recognized Quan Jue.

"Brother Quan?" Chi Jiao came back to herself, jumped directly from the bed and ran to Quan Jue.

Quan Jue's body also carries the chill in the night. His dark eyes look at the girl running in front of him deeply.

She was wearing a white bubble sleeve Nightgown, skirt just to the position of the leg bend, revealing thin white legs.

She looked up at him. The deer's eyes were as bright as stars.

"Why are you here so late?" Chi Jiao thought she was dreaming.

If it wasn't for the real performance of this scene, she would never have thought that Quan Jue would turn the window into her bedroom in the middle of the night.

"You didn't go to school today." Right Jue droops Mou to look at late Jiao, low thin cool voice line dye the gentleness of restraint, "I come to see is how to return a responsibility."

Chi Jiao's nose moved.

She was so close to Quan Jue that she could smell the wine on him.

"Brother Quan, did you drink?" Chi Jiao frowned and asked.

"A little bit." Quan Jue said lightly.

"How much is a little bit?" Chi Jiao asked.

Quan Jue bends down and stares at Chi Jiao with his dark eyes like a black gem.

The shape of his eyes itself belongs to the type of some hook people, probably because of drinking wine, the tip of his eyes is a little red, which adds to the glamour.

The distance between them is very close now, almost the bridge of the nose is close to the bridge of the nose.

Chi Jiao looks into Quan Jue's eyes and feels his breath invade her nose. Her breathing is a little disordered.

"You think of me as your brother." Quan Jue said, "where is a sister in charge of a brother?"

"Who said sister can't take care of brother?" Late Jiao some discontented pout up a small mouth, "who is the regulation, you talk about it?"

Quan Jue's eyes fell on her lips.

That color full of small mouth, pursed up, very lovely.

It's like a cherry, tempting him to take a bite.

With this in mind, Quan Jue immediately took action.

His handsome face is closer to Chi Jiao.

Thin lips were imprinted between her lips.

Chi Jiao's body suddenly collapsed and her eyes widened blankly.

Before she could recover, his arm caught her waist, and the other hand held the back of her head.