A clear and slightly thief's smile came from around the table.

Everyone laughed in confusion, and their eyes stopped on the lilac figure.

Isn't it time for her to be stupid?

However, someone didn't seem to sense that he had been noticed, still with his head down, his eyes flashing, the corners of his beautiful lips hooked, and his beautiful laughter overflowing:

"Hee-hee~~"

The laughter is stealthy, and it makes people feel creepy.

"Brother-in-law, does she do this often?"

Qiao Jinyou's chopsticks on the side of his mouth paused, and Chonggong Luochen raised his eyebrows.

The black eyes glanced at Qiao Jinxin from time to time, and the meaning of teasing was hidden in the depths of the black eyes.

Gong Luochen shook his head flatly, and glanced lightly at Qiao Jinxin, who was smiling, as if he had long been accustomed to her sudden laughter.

Unable to get an answer, Qiao Jinyou could only stare at her dark eyes and look at Qiao Jinxin inquiringly, as if she wanted to find something.

Master Qiao and Mrs. Qiao didn't care about the etiquette, they were flattered, they put down their chopsticks, looked at each other, and made eye contact.

"Eh, second sister, are you okay? Should I see a psychiatrist? ”

Qiao Jinyou looked at it for a long time, but still didn't see the reason, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Her second sister must have been caught in the door when she went out, maybe not only that, but she was kicked by a donkey on the road......

"You're going to see a psychiatrist!"

Qiao Jin retorted reflexively, her beautiful eyes glared at her with displeasure, and the thief's smile disappeared from her mouth.

"Haha, it's normal, it seems that I'm treating my nerves well."

Qiao Jinyou covered her mouth, her black eyes shone with haughtyness, and she didn't seem to be a little modest when she looked at her.

Modest? It's air to her, don't talk to her about modesty, talk about modesty and hurt arrogance.

Qiao Jinxin: "......"

Okay, you show off, she won't say anything!

Qiao Jinyou's eyes stared, huh? Cold?

Does she want another title? →_→ King of the Cold Field.

"Why don't you speak?"

Qiao Jinyou's dark eyes looked around their faces, but found that they were all closed, and they had no intention of speaking.

Well, she's really cold, so she won't say okay, right?

Sit down and eat!

……

……

"Daddy, which of you won, Lord?"

Qiao Jinyou, who was chatting with Qiao Jinxin on the steps, suddenly remembered her father and husband who were playing in the living room, lifted her stomach and walked in slowly, leaned over with a pretty face, and asked.

She didn't know how to play this chess, otherwise she would have killed her father a long time ago.

"Hehe, it's Yuxiao who won, and Daddy is old."

After a few hours of getting along, Master Qiao gradually became less afraid of Mo Yuxiao.

He found that in fact, King Jing was not indifferent, but insecure.

"Hee-hee, Daddy is not old at all, he is still very young."

Qiao Jin rubbed next to Master Qiao and raised his hand to beat him on the back.

"Really? Is Daddy really young? ”

"Yes, yes, it's very young, do you say it's not?"

Qiao Jinyou smiled and patted the little pony's ass, and tried hard to help him hammer his back.

If she had a tail on her back, she would have waged by now.

"Well, Yoyo said yes."

Mo Yuxiao nodded lightly, there was no perfunctory on the indifferent Jun face, and the phoenix eyes looked at Qiao Jinyou's bulging belly.

"yes, I've said it all, haha."