"Spoiled."

Qin Xie Yi paused word by word, and the two words rolled on the tip of his tongue, and he read a little bit of restraint.

Yuan Ruan's ears were full of threats.

Coquetry?

Sa, coquettish??

Her face was wooden.

Qin Xie Yi helped her to stand firmly, gently patted the dust that did not exist on her shoulder, listed a list of private route resources owned by the Qin family, and emphatically emphasized: "The right to use the approval submission is in my hands." ”

Threat! Naked threat!

Yuan Ruan stared, gritted his teeth, puffed out his cheeks, and was deflated in less than three seconds, like a puppy with his ears down.

"What are you doing...... Mr. Qin, I thought we made it clear at noon. Yuan Ruan said in a low voice, his tone was full of incomprehension and frustration, but he didn't complain.

Qin Xie Yi stared at the top of Yuan Ruan's hair and pursed his lips: "You said it." ”

Yuan Ruan looked up in confusion: "Huh? ”

"The real me." Qin Xie Yi opened his eyes and said nonsense, "That's it." ”

Yuan Nguyen: ??? Why am I believing in your wickedness? Rather look me in the eye and say it again?!

Qin Xie Yi frowned, with a little irritability on his face: "Do you want to regret it?" ”

The tone was very light, but the content was very heavy, and Yuan Ruan keenly felt that he smelled danger from this sentence.

Repent, and then throw away Qin Xieyi? And then wait for this big dog to turn into a villain, kill the Yuan family, and kill himself?

oh no……

Qin Xie Yi naturally wouldn't give Yuan Ruan a chance to repent. He glanced at his watch, took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Zhu Xie, when suddenly something grabbed his cuffs.

It was two white and tender neatly trimmed fingers, pinching his rolled up cuffs, looking at the grievances and pitiful.

"Mr. Qin...... Can you send me to country S? In a word, the little girl's head hung lower, and the tips of her ears were completely red, which was a little cute.

Qin Xie Yi was in a trance for a moment.

In his previous life, Yuan Ruan's fingers were always colorful and varied, wearing bracelets, bracelets and various decorations, but he would not wear that wedding ring.

This Yuan Ruan, who is called Mr. Qin, is really limited to being coquettish and pinching his clothes and hanging his head, is it really Yuan Ruan?

The little girl didn't get a response, and she squirmed and added: "I want to go to country S, well." ”

Yuan Ruan felt that his fingertips pinching Mr. Qin's cuffs were hot, and his free hand rubbed the sweat of his palm in his pocket, and he mustered up the courage to shake Qin Xieyi's cuffs: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin." Will you promise me? ”

It's very, it's very handy.

Yuan Ruan stared at his toes in surprise, once raw and twice cooked, as long as he was willing to speak, it didn't seem so difficult?

Yuan Ruan, who suddenly opened the second vein of Ren Du to master new skills and thought that he had already become a teacher, pricked up his non-existent ears: "Mr. Qin, will you accompany me?" I'm so scared by myself. ”

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin—"

Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, it's all Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin pulled back his cuffs expressionlessly, and raised the chin of the stunned little girl, "No?" ”

Yuan Ruan frowned, and it was clearly written on his face that I would, I was coquettish just now, you are repaying your debts, accusing you.

Mr. Qin was silent for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and he imprinted a kiss on Yuan Ruan's forehead, and then left the little girl and walked to the garage.

The smell of rosin sandalwood lingered for a long time, and Yuan Ruan touched his forehead.

"Not leaving?"

Yuan Ruan looked at Qin Xie Yi, who turned around to call her not far away, he turned against the light and couldn't see his expression clearly, but Yuan Ruan inexplicably felt a ...... from the other party Pleasure.

When the kiss came down, the man's voice was low and ambiguous, and he couldn't speak clearly in his mouth, but Yuan Ruan didn't dare to move.

He said, "No, I'll teach you." ”

I teach you.

Yuan Ruan Chaotian rolled his eyes.

Take a fart, the old lady's legs are crispy.