said this in a vicious voice, looking a little fierce.

Zhou Yiqing didn't care at all, just kept getting closer, and got closer.

Until the tips of the noses of the two touched.

Breathe in each other.

The milky sweet taste on Qinghui's body was mixed with the cold breath on Zhou Yiqing's body.

Zhou Yiqing's long eyelashes were close in front of him, curly and curled, as if he could count how many eyelashes he had.

Qinghui's gaze was unconsciously hooked.

Then the small waist was caught by this man.

When Qinghui was thinking about whether to do it again in his eyes or give him a sobering over-the-shoulder fall, he heard his voice sound, and he opened his mouth with some sighs.

"With so much going on, why don't you ask a word?"

Zhou Yiqing's voice was faint, as if he was a little puzzled and a little dissatisfied.

Qinghui didn't ask him at all, and he didn't want to know about his dissatisfaction.

"What, so many things?"

Qinghui didn't react at once.

His brow furrowed.

I feel that my smart little head melon is a little insufficient.

I don't know what kind of dumb riddle this guy is playing.

"You noticed it, didn't you?"

Zhou Yiqing's fingers rubbed slightly on Qinghui's chin and continued to speak.

"Sensing something is wrong with me, I feel like I know how everything happened."

Qinghui blinked his eyes and let out an oh sound.

Zhou Yiqing: ?

So, you don't have anything else to say but that?

"I am born again."

Zhou Yiqing spoke again.

This time, Qinghui didn't even bother to deal with it.

His little head shrank back, trying to snatch it back from his hands.

Zhou Yiqing thought that she didn't believe it and was just about to speak.

Seeing that Qinghui had already retracted the position he had just sat in, he picked up the porridge from the table, took a few sips, and then spoke, "I know, you are obvious, a little too much." ”

Lord Spirit Sword is not blind.

Light coffee: ...... I didn't know before.

Qinghui continued to drink porridge and sighed: Well, you are blind.

Light Coffee: ???

Asa Coffee: Except for Lord Qinghui, you haven't found any of them, okay?

Why did she become blind?

When Qinghui heard this, he raised his little chin and did not hesitate: Well, you are all blind.

Light coffee: ......

No, she thinks it's not their blind relationship, it's Lord Qinghui, don't you think you know too much about Lord Mingyue?

Of course, this would not be said in front of the irascible Qinghui.

And Zhou Yiqing over there was already stunned.

Without saying a word, he came directly to Qinghui's side.

Before Qinghui could react, the porridge in his hand had already been taken away.

Then he was pushed onto the couch.

The man pressed one knee to the side of the sofa and looked at Qinghui with his eyes down.

That face was cold with a hint of sharpness, staring at Qinghui so directly, obviously very dissatisfied with Qinghui's somewhat coping attitude.

When he saw Qinghui's eyes full of him, he pursed the corners of his lips and relaxed his brows slightly.

"What do you mean by saying you already knew?"

Qinghui was pushed and held down.

Subconsciously struggled for a moment, feeling that I was now in a weak position.

It's definitely not going to work.

So Zhou Yiqing only saw Qinghui propping up slightly.

In the next second, I don't know how Qinghui used his strength.