Qing Jing cursed and said something really puzzling, Qing Run, subconsciously raised his eyes slightly and rolled his eyes towards the top of the main hall, but he couldn't help but bump into the black and pressed 'mouse' heads that were looking down at him from the second layer of Wuwei Qi'er in a circle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You guys!" Qing Jing took a deep breath and sank into his dantian, intending to reprimand this group of 'rats' mercilessly with his loudest voice. "I'm ......"

"Poof......

"Hahahaha. ”

"These black panda eyes make me laugh to death, hahahaha. ”

"Hahahaha, I didn't plan to laugh out loud, but Qingjing's panda eyes glared, hahahaha, damn it, I can't help it, hahaha......"

As soon as Qingjing heard these ridiculous and bantering words, even if he had a good temper, he was really angry, so he shouted at the top of his voice. "If you have the ability, don't laugh on the second floor, come down and laugh at me in person! I can't clean up that bastard of Qingrun, I don't believe I can't clean up you scum!"

"Which bastard can't be cleaned up?" said Qing Run, who had gone and returned, standing behind Qing Jing and gritting his teeth.

"Of course it's Qingrun's ......" Qingjing realized that Qingrun in his mouth was standing behind him, and his body suddenly stiffened, only to feel a chill poke his back bone from the soles of his feet, and immediately changed his words. "I didn't say anything. ”

"......" Qingrun pursed her lips slightly, sighed secretly, and raised her chin halfway to the left front. "Follow me. ”

Qingjing took a few steps back nervously and looked at Qingrun defensively. "What are you going to do?"

"Come over to me!" Qing Run, who flashed to Qingjing's side in an instant, grabbed Qingjing's wrist and dragged Qingjing towards the backyard with a strong attitude.

"!!" Qingjing couldn't hide his astonishment and looked at the back of Qingrun's head walking in front of him, worried that he might be caught and beaten again, Qingjing was just about to resist violently but remembered the existence of those 'rats' on the second floor behind him.

Qingjing was afraid that he would lose his identity and be ridiculed by the group of 'rats' for a while, so for the sake of face, Qingjing had to pretend to be calm and let Qingrun take him to that temporarily unknown destination.

Seeing this, a man in a light brown robe was not afraid of death and teased loudly behind Qingjing and Qingrun. "Qingrun, you start lightly, Qingjing is very delicate. ”

Hearing the hearty male voice of schadenfreude behind him, Qingjing couldn't help but turn his head and roar. "Qingqiu! you gloating guy! Wait for me!"

After a while, Qingrun grabbed his wrist and found that the location not far in front of him was the bedroom that Qingrun chose yesterday.

Qingjing hurriedly took a big step to the left, hugged the stout red beam and refused to let go, and asked Qingrun with a slightly strange expression. "Why are you taking me to your house? If it's a robbery, I'm a man, and I have no color, if it's a robbery, I'm a poor man, and my purse is withered, and if it's a ......."

"No matter how noisy you are, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you?"

However, whether you really want to beat Qingjing, only Qingrun himself knows.

Qingjing was silent when he heard this, the reason why he was noisy was to be able to delay the time when he was dragged into the house by Qingrun, because he always felt that Qingrun would beat him up if he had bad intentions, but as the saying goes, it will come sooner or later, and it is not a long-term solution for him to hold the pillar like this.

After weighing it in his heart for a long time, Qingjing let go of his arms around the pillars and snorted coldly. "Hmph, if you don't speak, you don't speak! ”

After speaking, Qingjing angrily shook off the hand that Qingrun had been holding his wrist, walked quickly to Qingrun's house, kicked the door and walked in.

It's just that after entering Qingrun's bedroom, Qingjing stood a few steps away from the door with some annoyance.

He did enter the bedroom before Qingrun, but then?

Standing here obediently waiting to be beaten?

…… For the first time in his life, Qingjing regretted that he was not good at martial arts, and he could only choose to be beaten against this kind of opponent who could not be beaten.

However, some things are often unexpected.

Qingrun then entered the bedroom, and when he saw Qingjing stunned in the middle of the room, he said. "Go up on a recliner. ”

"Don't sit!" Qingjing subconsciously whispered.

Qingrun was helpless, so he had to raise his arm and plan to pull Qingjing's arm and take Qingjing to the recliner to sit.

But he didn't know the real purpose of Qingrun's raising arm, and Qingjing, who mistakenly thought that Qingrun was about to throw a punch, quickly covered his face and exclaimed. "Oh my God, don't slap me in the face!"

Seeing that Qingjing's reaction was so panicked, Qingrun's hand moved, and he didn't say anything more, bent down and picked up the two shelled boiled eggs on the table next to him, waved away Qingjing's hands that blocked Jun's face with his arm, and deliberately used his strength to put the two eggs against Qingjing's bruised eyes, and his tone was cold. "Take it yourself and rub it. ”

"Hiss!" Qingjing, whose eyes were 'raided', couldn't help but gasp, but after a while, he didn't notice any discomfort in his eyes, so he obediently raised his hands to the position in front of his eyes, and groped the hot thing between Qingrun and his eyes along Qingrun's warm palm, but Hao Ran found that the soft and smooth thing was the one he was most familiar with. "Eggs?"

"Could it be a goose egg?" asked Qing Run angrily.

"Would you be so kind?" Qingjing asked suspiciously, but at the same time, he pressed the two eggs that had already been peeled to the eyes with both hands, and gently rubbed the round eggs with the palms of his hands, so that the eggs rotated back and forth in circles on his eyes.

Speaking of which, it seems that every time he is beaten by Qing Run, Qing Run will inadvertently hold a few boiled eggs that have been peeled and dangled around him, but it is the first time that he directly presses the egg to his eye like this.

Something is wrong, something is really wrong, this Qingrun is absolutely absolutely wrong.

With eggs rubbing on his eyes, and he couldn't see any expressions and movements of Qing Run, Qing Jing couldn't help but pretend to be bold. "Hey, I said did you take the wrong medicine today? You were so kind as to give me an egg with your own hands, you ...... Not. ”

His lips were suddenly sealed by something, causing Qingjing to no longer be able to make a sound.

Qingjing's body stiffened, and the action of rubbing the egg in his hand was paused, and the sound of 'popping' and 'snapping' was the sound of the egg falling on the ground.

Without the obstruction of eggs, Qingjing's vision was clear, and it was not surprising that he saw a handsome face close at hand. (To be continued.) )