The hand slowly dropped down and landed on the girl's forehead.
Jiang Yao's black eyes rolled up, and a strand of black hair fell down mischievously on the right side of his body, but not on the left.
Su Qianji grabbed the strand of hair and lifted it up.
Jiang Yao's expression remained unchanged, but he kept complaining in his heart.
——Sukushi Chiji, you are such a pervert. You have to force your obsessive-compulsive disorder on me.
Su Qianji tightened his lips and lifted her hair three or four times, but the hair just wouldn't obey and refused to go up.
Not to mention Su Qianji's annoyance, Jiang Yao was also scared. He quickly freed up one hand, grabbed the left side of his hair, and pulled a strand down from the same position as the right side.
"Master Su, is this okay?"
Since you can't go up this side, why not just go down the other side to be symmetrical?
The man stared at her for a while, then slowly withdrew his hand, and the expression on his face was indeed much more comfortable.
But in a moment, he looked at the cup in Jiang Yao's hand again and asked unhappily: "Have you washed your hands?"
Jiang Yao's heart skipped a beat.
——It’s over, it’s over. I forgot that Su Qianji’s mysophobia has reached an abnormal level. I actually forgot such an important thing.
"Mr. Su, I'm sorry, I..."
"Just wash it off."
——I'll go wash it now.
The man interrupted her and took the teacup.
Jiang Yao's fingers were stiff and she was a little scared. She hadn't washed her hands, but she didn't have time to say it out loud.
Su Qianji stared at the teacup for a few breaths, thinking back to what Jiang Yao had said about his mysophobia, which must be what he was referring to. When he thought of the grievance in her eyes when she scolded him, he felt like a stone was pressing on his heart.
So he took the teacup even though he knew she hadn't washed her hands.
Su Qianji had not originally intended to drink it, but when he looked up, he met the girl's frightened and panicked eyes.
Jiang Yao's hesitant look bothered him. If he didn't drink the tea, would she start to have wild thoughts and get scared again?
Never mind. Actually, it's not particularly unbearable.
Su Qianji lifted the teacup to his lips. Surprisingly, the resistance in his heart was not as strong as before. He took a sip and it was not as hard to swallow as he had imagined.
But... this tea still tastes so bad.
After Su Qianji drank the tea, Jiang Yao's heart settled down. She stared blankly at the man drinking the tea.
The man's fingers were very long, with distinct joints, which were pleasing to the eye at a glance. The way he held the teacup was incredibly dignified.
The man didn't seem very satisfied with the tea. His handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his delicate face, as if carved by a knife or an axe, was unusually gentle under the candlelight, not as cold as he was in the daytime.
——He doesn't need to do anything, he doesn't need to say anything, just sit there, and he will become the most beautiful scenery, and one look at him will make people unable to take their eyes off him.
For some reason, Jiang Yao suddenly had these words in his mind.
——This Suku Chiji has a weird temper, severe mysophobia, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and is a pervert, but his appearance is really impeccable. God used high-quality materials when creating him.
He was still immersed in the girl's praise, but the next moment he heard the girl scolding him. Su Qianji didn't know whether to be happy or angry.
But Jiang Yao knew in his heart that she was still satisfied with his face, and his mood became subtly strange.
——Yeah, with a face like that, it’s no wonder Zhao Ce is obsessed with her, and it’s no wonder the original owner couldn’t win over her, the difference in level is huge.
Jiang Yao's mind wandered as he was thinking, and he looked down at his hands again.
They were small and thin, beautiful hands for girls, but not as pretty as Su Qianji's. So the original owner lost not because he was too weak, but because his opponent was too strong.
“Crackle, crunch!”
"What's that sound?"
Jiang Yao looked up confusedly and asked in a low voice.
The man in the wheelchair held a teacup in one hand and the wheelchair in the other, his knuckles turning white.
Jiang Yao swallowed, not knowing whether the subtle sound was made by the man squeezing the teacup or the armrest of the wheelchair.
Anyway, it's not good.
"Master Su, is the tea not tasty?"
"Jiang Yao."
"ah?"
"I'll say it one last time. I have nothing to do with the prince."
Jiang Yao was stunned, his brain stopped working, and he couldn't speak.
—Strange, did I speak? That shouldn't be the case. Except when I'm in a deep sleep and subconsciously answer people's questions, I usually keep my mouth shut.
"Master, the food is ready."
Jiang Yao only reacted after Langqi and Nanny Liu came in with the food.
Quickly push the wheelchair to the table.
Nanny Liu was waiting for Su Qianji with water for rinsing his mouth, and then a basin for washing his hands. This was a necessary procedure before every meal.
When Jiang Yao saw the basin, her heart sank a little bit. She thought of Xu Jing's incident of splashing water, and she still didn't know what Su Qianji's attitude was.
"What are you standing there for?" The man glanced up and said, "Wash your hands."
Jiang Yao hurried forward to wash her hands. Seeing the water in the basin becoming darker and darker, she became panicked.
Then he remembered that he had fallen on the grass and his hands were covered in mud.
—So, is the tea I just made also stained with mud? If Suku Chisai knew about this, would he kill me?
Originally Su Qianji didn't know it, but now he knows it.
Suddenly, uncontrollable anger gathered in my chest, and I felt uncomfortable all over.
"Spit."
The gloomy tone frightened Aunt Liu so much that she was a little afraid when she brought her mouthwash.
Jiang Yao didn't even dare to say a word. He just watched Su Qianji rinse his mouth with one cup after another. After three cups in a row, his complexion looked much better.
"Everyone, go down."
"yes."
Nanny Liu left, Lang Qi also left, and Jiang Yao hesitated there.
——Am I included in this?
The man raised his eyes: "Come here."
——It seems that I am gone.
Jiang Yao walked over with a smile on his face: "Master Su, let me help you serve the dishes."
Su Qianji glanced at her coldly. Every time he saw this face, he felt angry and helpless.
"sit down."
"Me?"
"Um."
Jiang Yao paused, becoming more and more confused about Su Qianji.
"eat."
Jiang Yao: "?"
If they weren't the only two people in the room, she would have thought he was talking to someone else.
"Master Su, are you asking me to eat?"
"Is there a third person in this room?"
Jiang Yao's stomach was rumbling with hunger, but she really didn't dare to move.
The food smelled delicious and looked normal, but after seeing the Xuezhen flower today, there might be more magical plants in Jiuli Medical Technique. There were countless colorless and odorless poisons. She was a master of ghost medicine, but she still needed to check to know if there was any poison in it.
"Master Su," Jiang Yao called out weakly, staring at the food hesitantly for a while before asking, "There's no poison in the food, right?"
Su Qianji was speechless and choked up. He didn't move his chopsticks for a long time. Did he suspect that he had poisoned it?
He was already angry with her, so he decided not to explain and just scare her.
The man raised his chin, his eyebrows were a little fierce, his narrow eyes were filled with unclear emotions, and his thin lips were curled into a cruel smile.
"What do you think?"
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