Suddenly the silent air was broken by the noisy doorbell sound. When Chu Ci pressed it for about four or five times, footsteps could be heard inside.

The sturdy anti-theft door was suddenly opened, and it was extremely popular. It looked like it was in a bad mood, with a dark face, looking at the little girl in front of him.

He is very tall, probably a meter or so. I heard that he has a quarter of foreign ancestry. The brow bones and bridge of the nose are high. The skin is healthy and darker than ordinary people. He has dark eyes. Yes, the eyebrows are thick, the strong muscles are faintly visible, and the stubborn head, even wearing a blue and white shirt, can't stop this tough guy style, but if you look closely at the facial features, they are extremely delicate. If they are whiter, The hairstyle of a popular niche is estimated to be more beautiful than the little fresh meat that fascinates thousands of young girls, and he is a man who looks very good no matter how he looks.

Chu Ci was thinking this way, blinking his big eyes, his head tilted, and a polite smile came out, "Hello."

This person didn't speak, just looking at Chu Ci in front of him. At this moment, he frowned, just like the villain role that parents used to scare the children when they were not sleeping well at home, and they can simply be posted directly to the door and fooled. The door **** is gone.

It was indeed not very much to see her.

Then Chu Ci rummaged through the small bag he was carrying and found a beautiful oiled paper bag before he could pass it to him to speak.

Seeing Mu Qi with arms around his chest, he leaned towards the door, and the shadow of a hill was pressed down, with a hint of tobacco mixed with the smell of cologne.

"Little girl, what's the matter?"

His voice was also cold, with a sense of alienation, completely blocking the door, as if to prevent Chu Ci from entering the house.

"I made some biscuits this afternoon. Because I made a lot of them, I couldn't finish it by myself, and because they made them by hand, they would break before they were eaten earlier, so I wanted to give everyone around me a point. "

The little girl was not scared by him. She put the oily paper bag wrapped in blue ribbon that was taken out just now back into the bag, and then found a bag of soft chocolate wrapped in pink with glitter ribbon. Qi took it out and stuffed it into Mu Qi's hands.

This person was a handsome and tough guy, and at the moment he was forcibly stuffed into a packaging bag with a shiny pink ribbon in his hand, suddenly feeling a little more nondescript.

Chu Ci couldn't help but smile deeper. His eyes were bright, with a smile like a little fox's success. Because of this smile, the charming and not vulgar charm flashed by in his eyebrows.

Mu Qi paused for a moment, and then didn't wait for him to refuse or wait for him to say anything. The little girl finished her words, put the things in her hands into his hands, waved her hands, and carried the rest. Those biscuits packaging bags headed towards several villa buildings nearby.

Mu Qi paused. Seeing the self-talking girl walk away, he chuckled softly and raised his hand to shut his door suddenly.

Raising his hand and pulling at his neckline again, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the packaging bag in his palm. The pink ribbon that was tender and brimbling was particularly conspicuous.

He naturally knew the little girl just now.

The eldest lady of the Chu family, Chu Ci.