I don't mind if you're ugly and blind [transmigration novel] ChatGPT Translated

Chapter 11

The headache started to throb, and even the ringing began.

Su Yue couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Go down!" Jiang Ci's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold. Su Yue was not only not afraid, but also happy to death.

She hugged his waist tightly and held back her laughter." Okay, okay, I'll stand up now. Don't be angry in the middle of the night." Su Yue let go of her hand holding Jiang Ci's waist.

"Your clothes are wet, I'll find you some clothes." Su Yue put the cup aside, then went to the closet and quickly found another black pajama for Jiang Ci, and also went to the bathroom to get a dry towel.

The ringing in her mind still echoed, and Su Yue knew that Jiang Ci was still angry.

"Your hair is all wet, let me wipe it for you." Su Yue walked over and put the towel on Jiang Ci's head, gently wiping it for him." Jiang Ci, I didn't mean it, don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Ci's fingers, which were buttoned, were slender, with distinct joints, and looked beautiful against his face. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "I'm not angry."

Liar!

Su Yue silently cursed this sentence behind him. She took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and began to blow Jiang Ci's hair. Her fingertips interlaced through the soft strands, and Su Yue patiently blew back and forth. When the hair was almost dry, she ran to the water dispenser and poured him another cup of warm water. Her service attitude was simply excellent.

"I poured you some water, it's not hot." Su Yue handed it to Jiang Ci and whispered, "Jiang Ci, you won't be angry with me for trying so hard, will you?"

It's quite easy to make someone angry, but it's not so simple to coax them back.

Jiang Ci leaned back on the bed, his hands supporting him, his eyebrows slightly raised, with a cold expression. His pitch-black eyes were like bottomless black holes, making people inexplicably tremble." You splashed water on me and injured me. Isn't it right to make up for it now?"

He took a sip of water, and the light-colored thin lips were stained with water, ignoring the scars on his face and the band-aid. He was surprisingly good-looking.

Su Yue quickly looked away, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you angry. How about I make you a mango cake tomorrow as a punishment?"

Jiang Ci didn't make a sound. He lay straight on the bed, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

"Anger value: 0."

Su Yue looked at him lying flat on the bed, his body straight, his hands vertical on both sides of his legs, sticking to the seam of his pants. She couldn't help but smile secretly at his very proper sleeping posture.

He's so easy to coax!

Su Yue quickly took out the weighing scale and stood on it. The number displayed was still 140 pounds. She decided to weigh herself again the next morning.

After going to the bathroom and doing her skincare routine, Su Yue returned to bed. She lay down, trying to stay away from Jiang Ci. She even rolled up the blanket into a barrier between them, not wanting to anger him again.

The next morning, Su Yue woke up early and saw that she was lying across the barrier. She quickly sat up, relieved that Jiang Ci hadn't noticed.

She didn't even have time to put on her shoes before she went to find the weighing scale.

135 pounds!

She had lost five pounds!

Su Yue was pleased that she had guessed correctly. Whenever Jiang Ci got angry, she would lose five pounds. She even noticed that her skin had become a bit whiter.