Chapter 830 The President Is a Voice Controller! 44

Qiao Sirui chuckled again, in his mind he couldn't help imagining the little girl sleeping under the blanket with her mobile phone in her hands, opening her eyes from time to time to glance at the mobile phone in her hand and replying a message to him, and then turning her head back to sleep In the past, maybe later, if the little girl didn't hold her hand, she would be smashed by the phone if her posture was wrong, and then she would wake up all of a sudden and stare at the phone screen in front of her in a daze, and then say good night to him when she just fell asleep news like that.

'Qiao Sirui's love value is +3, currently 57. '

Obviously it was just thinking about it, the picture seemed to have appeared in front of his eyes, it was overwhelming, the corners of Qiao Sirui's lips could not help but curl up, looking at it because he hadn't operated it for a long time The darkened phone screen seemed to be able to see Chu Ci's movements from inside.

Full screen sense.

Just as Qiao Sirui was thinking this, he saw that the screen of the phone that had been turned off suddenly turned on again, and a message from Chu Ci appeared on the screen.

Qiao Sirui was stunned for a moment, then turned on the phone screen, and saw an additional voice message in the chat box between the two.

Qiao Sirui's fingertips lightly touched the note.

The little girl was soft, and a slightly changed voice came through the microphone and other electronic equipment.

"Brother, it's very late, I'm going to bed, brother should go to bed early too, good night."

'Qiao Sirui's love value +3, currently 60. '

The ending of this sentence was soft and sleepy, which almost made Qiao Sirui straighten up from the sofa, the original light in his eyes became brighter, he opened his lips, and slightly licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, feeling a little dry all of a sudden His tongue was dry, and the faint lemon-mint smoke around him also made him feel a little restless.

He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes, looked at the phone screen, paused for a long time before returning to say good night, and then lightly touched the note representing the voice mark with his fingertips again, and the little girl's voice was heard again There was a sound in the surrounding silence.

Qiao Sirui listened to it five or six times in a row, and after silently clicking to save the voice, he raised his hand to cover one of his eyes, sighed, and smiled mockingly at the corner of his lips.

It is rare to be in such a state of embarrassment, just now Chu Ci's voice almost made him lose his grip on the phone, and then he sat up, and now he is a little fortunate to have put out the cigarette in his hand in advance, otherwise he was afraid that it would be wrong just now Get hot at your own pace.

It's almost mid-autumn, and although the daytime in the north is fine, you can already feel a significant drop in temperature at night. The water vapor outside is thick, with the last few birdsong and insects chirping.

Qiao Sirui stood up and just looked at the distance quietly for a while.

He didn't turn on the light, and the only light source around him was the little lights shining through the glass windows from the feasting place in the distance.

The young man stood in the darkness, his eyes were dark, with some light reflected, he was wearing a thin shirt, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and he had a sort of fresh smell on his body.

Then he turned around and walked towards the door, and Chu Ci's soft voice sounded again in the silent air around him.

Qiao Sirui opened the balcony door and walked into the room. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he slightly pressed the mobile phone in his hand to his chin.