Xiao Er sat next to Qinghui, and the other members of the SYJ team and Liu Jiu roughly understood the situation, and left Qinghui's room.

Liu Jiu still has to continue to negotiate this matter with the organizers, after all, the matter is still too bad, including the country Z side also directly sent some officials in this area to supervise the matter.

Xiao Er turned a corner and slipped back.

Raise your hand and pinch the plastic spoon cake that Qinghui was biting.

Xiao Er poked his head out and exchanged a sweet chocolate-flavored kiss with Qinghui in a very awkward posture.

He'd wanted to do that since he'd been on the field before.

His little girl, this is defending him.

Qinghui was disturbed by him to eat the rhythm of the small cake.

Raised his hand and pushed it on his chest.

"You're not hurt."

What are you doing here?

Xiao Er's expression was faint, and he chuckled, "My heart is frightened, I am injured, and I need my girlfriend to comfort and comfort me." ”

Hearing this, Qinghui snorted lightly.

He raised his hand and pulled his hair.

Rather, he acquiesced in his actions.

He also muttered, "It's so weak." ”

Usually it's not very powerful, but at this time, I'm scared.

Look, it still depends on Lord Lingjian!

Qinghui shook his little body triumphantly, and scooped another spoonful of cake into his mouth.

It's so cute that you want to pounce.

But no......

Do you have to compete......

Xiao Er watched Qinghui eat the small cake one bite at a time.

Reach for Qinghui's little finger.

The bottom of his eyes was dark.

The inexplicable excitement in my heart made the nameless flame burn more vigorously.

He raised his hand, moved slowly, tore his neckline a little, lowered his eyes, and looked at Qinghui with a sense of desire in his eyescolor, and in the end, the trace of emotion was suppressed by him.

The meat has already been opened.

Now the meat is right in front of you.

You can only see, not eat.

It's very uncomfortable.

"Huihui."

The man's low, hoarse voice fell into his ears.

Qinghui held the spoon in his mouth and looked at the man who was glued to him.

And I saw him lift up his eyes.

The sunlight outside the window came in and fell right under his eyes.

For a moment, those eyes were a little bright.

Like Qinghui's favorite color, Qinghui involuntarily leaned forward, biting the spoon like this, and the handle of the spoon shook up and down twice because of Qinghui's strength.

He completely hooked Qinghui's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at Qinghui seriously, "Let's win the game and go back, will we get married?" ”

You want to abduct Lord Spirit Sword?!

The Spirit Sword Master will not be fooled by you, you always say it nicely, and every time you are not willing to go back with the Spirit Sword Master!

So—

Qinghui was about to open his mouth to scold him.

I heard what he said next.

Faint, but extremely serious.

"It's all up to you, how about I go back and open a pastry shop for you? Do you like this cake? We'll wait for the master to come back, what you like, what you want, it's fine...... Let's get married, okay? ”

And he can't wait......

He raised his eyes and looked at Qinghui seductively.

Qinghui didn't think about it, and nodded seriously: "Yes." ”

Lord Spirit Sword has already undergone rigorous calculations.

This business was earned by Lord Spirit Sword!

Qinghui's face was serious.

Shallow coffee: Strict calculations for the gods.

At this time, it can be summed up in two words.

Well-

It's so fragrant.