What are you doing here?

Qinghui tilted his little head to look at him.

Zhou Yiqing's footsteps didn't stop, he walked directly to Qinghui, looked at the stupid hair on Qinghui's head, and then he still couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand, and pulled it.

Qinghui, who only felt a pain in the top of his head: ???

The little girl subconsciously raised her hand to hold her little head, and looked at the person in front of her blankly and confused.

The little girl covered her dull hair and looked really cute.

Zhou Yiqing couldn't help but lift the corners of his lips.

A dark light crossed his eyes, lowered his head, and moved closer to Qinghui, his voice was hoarse, and he opened his mouth lightly, with a hint of warning, "Don't run around if you're weak, those things outside aren't the friendly type of people who have played with you, don't kill yourself in advance for a while." ”

It's just that as soon as he finished saying this, he felt a pain in his scalp.

He hissed and looked up, his brow furrowed, and looked at the little girl in front of him.

Qinghui's little hand had been put down just now, and at this moment, the white soft little hand was clenched into a fist, holding a few strands of hair in the palm of his hand, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Obviously, the thing that made people feel stupid just now made the family remember their grudges, and then decisively and boldly pulled a handful of his hair.

It's also down.

The corners of Zhou Yiqing's lips twitched, and a laugh overflowed.

In the next second, the little girl had already pounced.

"Want to fight?!"

Come on, come on, provoke you, Lord Spirit Sword, right?

Seeing that you are quite capable in this plane, let Lord Spirit Sword test how capable you are.

Qinghui threw his big killing weapon, the small umbrella, aside.

The little paw pressed directly into his shoulder.

Be fair, don't take weapons, take weapons Spirit Sword Lord is afraid of beating you to death.

So when a group of people in the house hurriedly followed, they saw such a scene in front of them.

Qinghui's small umbrella was thrown not far away.

Qinghui pressed on Zhou Yiqing's body, grabbed his collar, and looked at the tiger with his small fist.

Zhou Yiqing ducked sideways, and also reached out to control her, trying to suppress the little madman in the rest.

All:......

Isn't it so exciting?

"Honestly, I wasn't going to fight you."

And what's wrong with your body, don't you have any points in your heart?

Zhou Yiqing also didn't expect Qinghui to have such an operation at all.

In addition, the little girl herself is sick and weak, looking at the little face and flesh, but in fact, her body is light and fluttering, which makes people have no defenselessness at all.

Until the little girl pressed up, Zhou Yiqing didn't react, and was pressed by the little girl.

And then there was the scene they had just seen.

Qinghui was still not satisfied, but looked at the other party with a compromised look, and then thought that his Peking duck was beckoning to him.

So he finally stood up, patted the corner of his skirt, and then picked up the umbrella that was placed aside.

Reaching out and patting the dust on the umbrella.

Then a pair of round eyes looked over, "What are you still doing?" ”

Do you still use the spirit sword to teach you to save people?

Didn't you see the Peking duck beckoning?!

All:?

Light coffee: ......

Qinghui walked out, and he couldn't stop talking to the shallow coffee.

I feel that this year's Luobei is really the most difficult Luobei that Lord Lingjian has ever bred.

I can't even understand the words.

It's outrageous to let a sword save people.

Light coffee: No...... I don't think you're here to save people, you're here to save Peking duck......