Chapter Eighty-Five: Be Responsible

Tang Qiqi squinted his eyes slightly, and grinned at Qi Yan, "Be his father." ”

Qi Yan: ???

"He's so strong and powerful, I can't beat him." Tang Qiqi paused and said with a smile, "But it doesn't affect my determination to be his father." ”

Qi Yan: ......

He was holding his breath, and his heart was about to go into arrest.

Outcome......

Wait for this sentence?

I don't want to be a brother with him, because I want to upgrade and be his father?!

A basin of cold water suddenly knocked Qi Yan awake.

Complex emotions are intertwined, looking at the person who is smiling innocently, the emotions in his eyes are surging, and his eyes are becoming more and more scorching.

The eyes that gradually reddened, like a raging beast, had the urge to pounce and swallow the prey that had been eyed for a long time into its belly.

The unconscious man blinked blankly, his eyes wide, "I found you...... Why does he look so much like him? ”

Tang Qiqi stretched out his hand and pinched Qi Yan's face, just like two years ago, with ridicule and teasing, pinching and not letting go.

Then regardless of the person who was stiffened into wood, he held his face and put his lips on it domineeringly, not giving the other party a chance to resist.

The scene in front of him seemed familiar, Tang Qiqi smirked, the more he pinched, the more addicted he became, one hand was not enough, and both hands were on the same page.

As you know, this kind of behavior is to take the initiative to send yourself into the belly of the beast.

Tang Qiqi hadn't been addicted to pinching yet, and two hands suddenly fell from her shoulders, accompanied by a strong force, and the next second she was already pressed under her.

"Touched me, be responsible." This sound fell, and Tang Qiqi's lips were tightly pressed.

All the breath was drowned in the scorching breath of the teenager.

……

The streets finally fell silent from the hustle and bustle, with the occasional breeze blowing and the small trees on the roadside playing the music of nature.

Suddenly, a shrill female voice pierced the silence, making it particularly harsh in the silent street.

"Today is a good day, everything you want can come true, today is a good day, open the door and welcome the spring breeze."

A man and a woman walked on the side of the road, the woman's body shaking, but each time she shook off the hand that tried to come and hold her.

The occasional passing car slowed down and rolled its window to look that way.

"Good Day ......"

"Oh, auntie, stop singing." The hand pounced again, and Xue Sui was two big heads, but he still accelerated his pace to catch up.

"Where's my microphone?" The person walking in front finally stopped, turned his head and glared at Xue Sui, "Who robbed my microphone crazy?" Isn't it you? ”

Xue Sui immediately raised his hands, "I didn't." ”

"Then get my microphone." Drunk messes take the microphone as their own life, and they can't get the posture of not giving up.

"Grandma, I'll buy one for you tomorrow, and now I'll send you back first, okay?"

Xue Sui said that it was a good thing, so he pulled the person forward a few steps.

But Yu Luoxi, who had walked a few steps, stopped abruptly, tilted his head and asked puzzledly, "Why do you have to be tomorrow?" ”

"Now they're closed."

"Then why did I just have it?"

Xue Sui.

When the two walked out of the nearby KTV, looking at the person who got the microphone as they wished, Xue Suisheng followed behind without love.

In the past, I was caught by the dean of education and read the review in front of the whole school, but it was not as embarrassing as it is now.

When he walked in not to open a box, not to sing, but to buy someone a microphone, the waiter looked at his indescribable expression, and he was afraid that he would never forget it in this life.

"Grandma, can we go home now?"