"Forget everything you saw tonight," there was pure coldness in his tone, which resounded above Zhuang Li's head, and Qian Zhao looked down at her like that: "Dongfang Yue'er just accidentally fell on me!" If you dare to talk nonsense in the future......"

He put his face close to Zhuang Li's ear, and his thin lips moved: "I really want you to look good!" ”

The tone of warning, the solemnity that cannot be ignored, it is obvious that Qian Zhao is really annoyed, and he doesn't know why, he just hates Zhuang Li always pulling him with other women.

And Zhuang Li, who was directly below, didn't know if he was shocked by Qianzhao's momentum, his body was a little stiff, and he nodded his chin in a daze: "Oh,"

Seeing that she was quite sensible, the anger in Qianzhao's heart was not half gone, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he was about to let her go, a faint fragrance slid through the tip of his nose, smelling the smell He couldn't help but stop moving, and looked at Zhuang Li again in confusion: "What is so fragrant on you?" ”

Belch?

Hearing his question, Zhuang Li, who was a little stunned, came to her senses, and then, when she realized how ambiguous the position the two of them were holding now.

After the moment, his face turned red instantly, and he pushed him out in a flash, "Your uncle!" Incense, your mother's size, dead change. State! ”

“……”

Qian Zhao, who was pushed to the ground, was a little speechless: "How can I change again." Status? And it's really fragrant......"

"If you say it again, if you say it again, I'll ......"

Before she finished speaking, a familiar fragrance reached Zhuang Li's nose, and then, she found that there was indeed a fragrance emitted somewhere, sniffing, sniffing...... Finally, when Zhuang Li found the small vanilla that had been squashed by Chiaki at his cuff...... There was silence in an instant............ "What's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhuang Lihe's suddenly sinking face, Qian Zhao frowned. "......" slowly raised his head, Zhuang Li's expressionless facial features were like an upcoming sandstorm: "Qianzhao ......" "Huh? "You come here," "What are you doing" "I promise that I will never kill you......" "......" A drop of cold sweat hung on his forehead before it could fall, and Zhuang Li on the opposite side was already holding a pillow and was covered in gloom? Huh? Lofty? Vast? Prison? Tailoring?? What is the system of Luxonol? Suspicion of Epsom Sentence Checha?�; Boom! Bang, crack!! Pap, papa、......—— used the self-created Ali eighteen style, and after beating Qianzhao with a pillow, Zhuang Li found a small basin, with the mentality of trying it, planted the half-dead little vanilla, sat at the table, she took a small shovel and sighed while shoveling the soil: Alas, the baby who finally got it back, if you are crushed to death, you will lose a lot! I feel distressed~~ Qian Zhao, who was sitting on the other side of the table, held his beaten face. Looking at Zhuang Li's focused expression, he asked unhappily: "You said that you dug it in the courtyard of Gongyu Lijin," "Well," and fiddled with the small shovel in his hand, Zhuang Li didn't look up. "Can you give me less running around next time! What if something happens?" said with a hint of anger in his tone, but his eyes were full of worry. This second goods with a bad head, Chiaki really can't wait to install a GPRS tracker on her! One day in the province, she went out to run around and got into trouble, and she was slaughtered, and he didn't know where to go to collect her body.