Chapter 67: You Must Have Twenty Pounds of Flesh on Your Face, Right?

Xia Qing felt that the air around him was colder, and the atmosphere between the two of them was even more stiff, and he looked up puzzled for a while.

A pair of black and shiny peach blossoms are full of doubts, what did she say wrong?

Pei Zhengyang stared at Xia Qing's innocent eyes, then looked at the fat face that was completely incommensurate with his eyes, and suddenly reached out and pinched both of Xia Qing's cheeks.

Then pull outward.

Xia Qing didn't feel pain, but she felt ashamed, she ate his rice fat?

"You have to have twenty pounds of flesh on your face, right?" Looking at the anger that gradually rose in those peach blossom eyes, Pei Zhengyang felt that his mood was finally better, pinched the two pieces of soft meat, and asked quite seriously.

Xia Qing, "...... Let go. ”

MD!

"You haven't answered my question yet." Pei Zhengyang insisted, and exerted a little more force in his hand, feeling that this meat was quite elastic when pinched.

Xia Qing gritted his teeth, "How can twenty catties be enough?" It must be thirty pounds. ”

"No wonder it's so thick." Pei Zhengyang replied in surprise.

"Ershao be careful, you pinch my face, my hands are shaking, it's not good to accidentally tear the wound open for you, this position is a bit special, I want to slip my hand, a few centimeters down, what can you do in the rest of your life?" Xia Qing pursed her lips, puffed out her cheeks, and a pair of peach blossom eyes smiled like a crescent moon, which seemed sweet, but when you savored the words, they were all threats.

Pei Zhengyang was overjoyed after listening to it, but when he thought of seeing Xue Changlin in the hotel today, he knew that this little fat man was by no means just talking, and he pinched it a few times before letting go, "It's not cute at all." ”

"Have you ever seen a 200-pound fat man who can be described as cute?" Xia Qing smiled, her cheeks were red, her eyes had their own contact lenses, and she looked watery.

Pei Zhengyang nodded, "Big cute." ”

"I can think that Er Shao is teasing me?"

Pei Zhengyang was stunned, he was flirting with a fat man?

Xia Qing's words made him stunned and finally came back to his senses, so what the hell was he doing?

"That's it." Pei Zhengyang's tone suddenly turned cold, and he lost interest in talking, got up and walked out.

It just so happened that Sister Zhang came over to change Xia Qing, looked at Pei Ershao's indifferent and detached back in a daze, turned her head and asked Xia Qing, "Have you offended Ershao?" ”

Xia Qing shook his head, "No." ”

This man is inexplicable, she doesn't understand much.

"Oh, what the hell is Ershao, you be careful." Sister Zhang advised.

Xia Qing answered and went to rest.

Because Xiong Xiong eats night milk, Xia Qing is worried that he will not rest well, whether it is Xue Changlin or Pei Zhengyang, they will all be cleaned from their minds and quickly fall asleep, in order to take better care of the child.

And Pei Zhengyang, who came out of the baby room, was in a bad mood.

"How?" As soon as Ah Hai came in, Pei Zhengyang was still frowning.

"The red wine that Miss Lin fed to Xue Shao is a potion for fun, and I used his mobile phone to send a message to Miss Wang at the bar." Ah Hai noticed that Er Shao was in a bad mood, and deliberately took a few steps back when he reported.

"Elixir for fun?" Pei Zhengyang raised his eyes.

"It was already there." Ah Hai's meaning has nothing to do with Miss Xia Qing.

Pei Zhengyang's face sank a little more, it seems that if it weren't for the little fat man's cleverness today, maybe the whole network would be able to see her little video that day.

The antics of Xia Qing lifting the red wine bottle today flashed in his mind, and the coldness at the corners of his lips melted a little, "The reason has been found?" ”

"The Xue family wants to marry the Lin family, but it should be promoted by Miss Lin." Ah Hai checked Xue Changlin's recent movements, and he contacted Xia Qing after visiting Lin Xiaoran.

Hearing Lin Xiaoran's name, Pei Zhengyang raised his eyebrows, "A normal marriage needs to be drugged and filmed?" Check again. ”

A little fat man, it is worth Lin Xiaoran's exhaustion, I don't know why Pei Zhengyang remembered the DNA identification report again, what went wrong?