And that night, after he smelled the fragrance on Su Yue's body, he slept peacefully all night.

Jiang Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, and directly stretched out his hand to remove the arm that was holding his waist. The woman's hand was fleshy and soft, hmph, fat woman.

He pushed his head away from his chest and turned his back to her.

Even if he likes the smell on her body, it's not the reason why she takes advantage of him!

In her sleep, Su Yue didn't sleep peacefully.

She dreamed of her former rival in the entertainment industry, who was also a popular little flower. With her outstanding appearance, she always overwhelmed other little flowers. Liu Haoxin, who is also good-looking, has always looked down on her. In the dream, Liu Ruoxin stood in front of her hospital bed and looked at her condescendingly, with an expression full of pride, "I know you always suspected that the fire on set was not an accident, yes, I did it, and now you look like this, What else can you compare with me?"

Su Yue glared at Liu Ruoxin fiercely, it was her? She wanted to get up and beat her with hatred, but found that she couldn't move her whole body.

Liu Ruoxin smiled smugly, "Su Yue, look at you, you are dark and fat now, I want to vomit when I see you..."

Su Yue's eyelashes were trembling all the time, and her consciousness gradually recovered. She opened her eyes, it turned out to be a dream.

It's so abhorrent, even in a dream, her opponents will laugh at her appearance and figure. However, her accident was really designed by Liu Ruoxin? Su Yue frowned, even if she knew the murderer, she couldn't go back.

"You're still reluctant to let go?" The man's lazy, magnetic voice came from her head, "Want to crush me?"

Su Yue subconsciously raised her chin and looked up. What caught her eye was the man's firm, perfectly-line jaw. She was stunned. When did she fall asleep? Hearing Jiang Ci's words, her face instantly heated up, only then did she realize that her arm was on Jiang Ci's waist, hugging him tightly.

Su Yue quickly let go of her hand and moved her body away quickly. She was a little embarrassed, "I fell asleep, not on purpose... to hug you."

"You said, your sleeping position is very good. Oh, it seems that this is your standard, holding my arms around me, and wrapping my feet around me." Jiang Ci's eyelids were lifted, and his dark and dull eyes turned to Su Yue, she knew that he couldn't see anything, but when she met his eyes, it always made people feel flustered.

Su Yue was so embarrassed that her hair was curled up. She used to hold large furry dolls when she slept. Last night, she must have regarded Jiang Ci as her big bear.

Su Yue was at a loss, she didn't refute the other party's words, she just whispered: "Not tonight."

After rinsing, Su Yue quickly took out the scale. Not only was she hit by Jiang Ci, but also affected by her dream. She was now desperate to lose weight.

Su Yue stood on the scale, one night passed, will she lose weight?

She widened her eyes and looked nervously at the number displayed on it. It was still one hundred and forty-five, the same as yesterday, without any change.

Su Yue was a little lost. She thought that God gave her golden fingers to make her thinner and more beautiful.

Before breakfast, Jiang Haoyan appeared in the room on time with the coriander in his arms. The little guy pouted and sat on the chair, his little head turned to Jiang Ci, "Dad becomes a panda." The little guy grinned cutely, showing his little white teeth.

Su Yue looked over and saw a green layer in Jiang Ci's eyes, apparently because she didn't rest well last night. She lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.

"A mouse entered the room last night, and I couldn't sleep well." Jiang Yu's tone was light, with a half-smile.

"Ah." Jiang Haoyan rounded his big black eyes, "Dad, lend you the coriander, it will catch mice."

Jiang Ci twitched the corners of his lips, "If the mice harass me again tonight..."

"Then Haohao will let the coriander come to help Dad catch the mice." Jiang Haoyan raised his head and his eyes were bright.

"Um."

Su Yue bit her lip and glanced at Jiang Ci secretly, this man is really annoying.

At this time, the person who delivered the breakfast came. This time, it was also a young servant, and she didn't know if it was because of the servant's dismissal. Su Yue felt that the servant's hands were shaking violently, as if she was not here to deliver breakfast, but to be tortured.

Su Yue looked at Jiang Ci again. In the well-lit room, Jiang Ci's expressionless face was indeed terrifying, and the scars were like twisted worms. No wonder the servants dared not look up.

"Master Jiang Ci, Master Li... Master Li hasn't come back from his leave, and there is still no mango cake today..." The servant said bravely. She didn't want to come to deliver breakfast either, they all knew what happened to Xiaomo before. But when the housekeeper assigned her to come, she could only obey the orders.

Jiang Ci did not hum.

Su Yue thought that if the servant shook again, would she drop the breakfast on the ground, "Okay, put down the breakfast and exit."

The servant glanced at Su Yue in astonishment, with gratitude in her eyes, and then she spread the breakfast sheet on the table swiftly, then stumbled and left in a hurry.

"You do it." Jiang Ci took it for granted and said coldly.

Su Yue glanced at him with the end of her eyes and complained in a low voice, "You said before that the cake I made tasted average."

Little guy Jiang Haoyan pricked up his ears and heard that Su Yue could actually make mango cake. His big eyes lit up, his little mouth pouted, and he said coolly, "Dad, Haohao also wants to eat mango cake. ."

"You tell her."

Although the little guy wants to eat, he is a principled little man, and he can't beg a bad woman because of mango cake. He looked at Su Yue without humming.

Su Yue faced the two faces, one big and one small, and she was a little proud, "It's very tiring to make cakes. Besides, my hands have always been pampered and I don't cook easily."

Jiang Haoyan's big eyes moved to Su Yue's pampered hands. The fingers were black and fat, and they didn't look good at all. He moved his small mouth, and there was a bit of disgust on his pale face.