Qinghui was a little confused and was bitten, and reacted slowly, raised his soft white little hand, and covered the corners of his lips.

He opened his round eyes and looked at the person lying below him.

The little girl's confused appearance made the corners of Zhou Yiqing's lips rise.

The expression seemed to be a little innocent, "The porridge is sweet." ”

Qinghui: ???

After being stunned for a moment, Qinghui reacted, reached out to pull his face, and spoke.

"I'm going to hit you."

Zhou Yiqing raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you fight enough?" ”

Look at his eyes.

Qinghui reacted, and it seemed to be too.

Pink lips pursed slightly.

The hand was still pressed against his abs.

Feeling that his body temperature seemed to rise a little, Qinghui propped himself up, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and then asked, "Oh, by the way, what did I tell you?" ”

Qinghui's small body had just been propped up, and before he could hold it, he heard this person chuckle in a low voice.

Stretched out his hand and put it on Qinghui's waist, with a slight force.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and directly fell back into Zhou Yiqing's arms.

Zhou Yiqing spoke in Qinghui's ear, "He said that he handed you over to me, let me take responsibility and take good care of you." ”

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Qinghui struggled twice, but didn't struggle, and finally simply lay in his arms and didn't move.

While dissatisfied.

Because the two of them have been going back and forth for a long time just now, the hair on Qinghui's head is messy, and it looks a little messy and decadent.

Silly cute.

Zhou Yiqing got up with the little girl lying on her stomach like a salted fish in her arms.

I heard the little girl continue to speak, "Obviously, I am protecting you. ”

It's clear that Lao Tzu is covering you, Lao Tzu is the most powerful!

The little girl who was lying on her stomach and curled up in his arms said the most arrogant words in the most decadent tone.

Cute to death, forget it.

Zhou Yiqing thought in his heart.

"And ...... Where's my Peking duck? ”

Qinghui paused, reacted, and spoke blankly.

Okay, the little girl remembers her Peking duck.

Zhou Yiqing reacted very quickly to who she was talking about Peking duck, first frowned, flipped over, leaned on the sofa, and let the little girl completely lie in his arms.

Seeing that the little girl moved, jumped to a suitable position, and then reached out to the table, trying to bring back the porridge on the table.

The little hand stretched out, still shaking weakly, and finally found that he couldn't reach it and didn't straighten up, so he turned his head directly and looked at him with confidence.

Wait for him to bring it to her.

Zhou Yiqing raised his eyebrows.

Yes, it's you.

Then he stretched out his hand and held the person firmly, not holding her up, and not allowing her to move by herself.

Qinghui: ???

"What are you doing?"

That's too much.

Zhou Yiqing just lowered his eyes and looked at Qinghui without speaking.

Qinghui tilted his little head.

Asa thought for a while, and said with a little suspicion, "I think Lord Mingyue is angry." ”

After all, according to Lord Mingyue's thoughts, seeing Lord Qinghui thinking about a 'boy' like this, it is thanks to Lord Mingyue that he is a cold person this time, otherwise he would not have to find a poor Wen Yin to fight.

Qinghui was trapped in his arms and couldn't move, and after listening to Qianka's words, he raised his hands.

Slap, slapped on his face, put his hands on his face, and slapped the thief.

How do you look like revenge.

"What are you angry about?"

Zhou Yiqing, who was slapped on the face, was stunned, and looked at Qinghui again, but he didn't hide, and tilted his head slightly.

The soft lips rubbed against Qinghui's palm.