Quick Transmigration System: Female Supporting Wish Letter

Chapter 149 It Turned Out to be Sick (16)

Chu Zhou's people were indeed very efficient. When Ji Luo got up and opened the door the next day, he was almost shocked by the row of luxurious clothes hangers in the living room.

All kinds of clothes, from spring clothes to winter clothes, from clothes to skirts, even the matching hats and scarves are ready, and there are more than a dozen dresses hanging beside them, each of which is very beautiful.

All in all, it looks expensive.

Looking to the side, there are all kinds of jewelry.

But at this time Chu Zhou came over and said, "Do you like it?"

Like a fart, prodigal.

What is it like for Ji Luo to feel that it is shameful to spend money and at the same time feel an inexplicable sense of vanity?
So she quickly changed the subject.

"You didn't go to work?"

"Well, I asked for a few days off, and I want to have a good rest."

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This doesn't mean he wants to take a good rest, it's obviously because he wants to monitor her better.

Her gaze fell on a large pile of documents on the table in front of her, making her answer even more certain.

This product is simply a fake public benefit, shameful, really shameful!
Because Chu Zhou didn't like having outsiders at home, he didn't hire a nanny. After Ji Luo took a look at the things, he personally moved them one by one to the room where Ji Luo lived. After everything was packed, he let Ji Luo plays by himself.

Ji Luo first looked at him bored, he was even more bored than Ji Luo, for half an hour, he didn't take his eyes off the document.

She was tired of watching, so she found Dingxi in the living room to play by herself, and it turned out that she really found that kind of game controller and card.

Playing alone was very boring. Ji Luo came up with a plan. He walked to Chu Zhou and sat there motionless.

Chu Zhou's concentration was still strong at first, but because she was beside him, he was inevitably distracted. He sighed, and rubbed the space between his brows.

"Let's go, I'll play with you."

Ji Luo's game level is still good. She originally wanted to abuse Chu Zhou and vent her anger. Who would have thought that Chu Zhou seemed to know her thoughts, and even lost Ji Luo in a few games, and it was terrible.

In the last blow, Chu Zhou spent all his time with her in an insulting manner, and when she thought she could beat him by chance, she was KO'd by him all at once.

(〃＞Dish＜)
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
Ji Luo dropped the game controller in his hand, as if he was about to start a fight.

Chu Zhou circled her helplessly, put her hand on his handle, and then held her hand, teaching her step by step how to use the best method to win.

His thinking was very clear. It could be said that if he could kill him with one blow, he would not give the opponent a chance to survive. After teaching him a few times, Ji Luo had an epiphany.

She picked up the game controller again, looking like she was going to come back and torture Chu Zhou.

Sure enough, she won this round, and she won easily.

It’s really not that exciting. No one can understand the feeling of someone who has always been losing and suddenly wins.

When she saw Chu Zhou's narrow smile, she felt something was wrong again.

She sat cross-legged and asked solemnly, "Did you lose on purpose?"

It's very possible, after all, he has been winning before, how can he lose this round by such a coincidence?
Chu Zhou asked back: "Are you doubting the skills I teach or your IQ?"

Well, let's just treat it as her own winning by relying on her strength.

Tired from playing games, Ji Luo planned to watch TV for a while. She leaned on the sofa like an uncle, with a comfortable look on her face, and then waved her hand.

"You can go back and look at the files."

As a result, Chu Zhou, the spare tire, was despised just like that.

After being disgusted, Chu Zhou went to the kitchen to wash a few apples, cut them into cubes, inserted a toothpick and put them on the table in front of Ji Luo, in case Ji Luo was hungry or wanted to eat while watching TV.

(End of this chapter)