"Okay." Qi Shunhua, who was sitting on a stool drinking milk, stretched out his arm unnaturally and turned his back to Qiqi.

Qiqi's hands have fought, killed spirits, and have not pressed the mo, and now he regrets the boasting of Haikou, jumping a few times in the air with both hands, and going straight down, not controlling his strength.

"Ahh A scream.

Jojo and Michael, who were lying on their stomachs, looked back, nothing had happened, turned their heads and continued to lie on their stomachs.

"What's wrong?" Qi Qi was puzzled, "Strength? ”

Qi Shunhua gritted his teeth and nodded slowly.

"I'll change my strength." Qi Qi smiled.

Qi Qi was like a chicken pecking rice, and scratched Qi Shunhua's arm with his fingertips.

"Qiqi, the massage is pressed like this." Qi Shunhua was massaged by Qiqi, and said with a smile. Stretch out your hand and massage Qiqi's arm a few times as a demonstration.

Qiqi studied carefully and quickly mastered the basic methods, and it was much better to get started again.

"How?" Qiqi excitedly asked the experiencer.

Qi Shunhua closed his eyes and enjoyed it, flicked his fingers on his legs, and nodded with satisfaction, "Very good." ”

In the corner of the living room, Michael was still angry with Jojo, looking at the wall, lying on the ground with his back to her, sullen.

Qiao Qiao whimpered and arched the round body in front of him with his nose, and said with concern: "Does it hurt to fall?" ”

"I know it's wrong, can you forgive me? I don't dare anymore. Jojo coaxed Michael with all his might, but Michael was unmoved.

"Qiqi, okay, that's enough, you take Michael back to rest, and check the doors and windows before going to bed." Qi Shunhua leaned back slightly, and his arm was detached from Qiqi's hand and said with a relaxed expression.

"It's good for so short." Qi Qi was puzzled.

"It's not crippled, just press it a few times." Qi Shunhua smiled like a breeze.

"Shunhua, has the bear child named Jing Nian been found?" Qiqi suddenly thought of the child who disappeared yesterday and was concerned about whether he was found.

Qi Shunhua's hands that were just about to continue drawing slowly withdrew, turned his head sideways to look at Qiqi, frowned, looked worried, shook his head and said: "There has been no news in the group, and the conversation is still a few hours ago. ”

"I haven't found it yet." Qiqi looked puzzled, and said that things were not simple. Raising his eyes, he patted Qi Shunhua's shoulder, "I'm sleepy, go over to wash and sleep, you've been busy all day today, don't study too late." ”

"Yes." Qi Shunhua nodded.

Qiqi was ready to go out, and bent down to pick up the half of the watermelon he had shaved.

"Put this in my refrigerator here, the refrigerator over there shouldn't fit in, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Qi Shunhua picked up the watermelon first and walked into the kitchen.

"Michael, we're going back." Qiqi glanced at Qi Shunhua's back nostalgically, and shouted the fat yellow cat in anger.

Without looking back, Michael followed Qiqi to open the door and leave.

The door slammed shut, and Jojo's paws were spread out, unhappily spread on the ground, still thinking about how to continue coaxing Michael tomorrow. Qi Shunhua in the kitchen, when she heard the sound of the door closing, sighed, and thought to herself, she can't talk nonsense in front of Qiqi in the future, this girl is too easy to be serious. The cold air in the refrigerator slowly floated out, and Qi Shunhua, who was contemplative, felt a little cool, came back to his senses, closed the refrigerator door, brushed his fingers over his lips, thinking of the soft touch, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and smiled with his eyebrows.