Chapter 114: What Are You Two Doing?
"Who?" Jiang Ruyi was slightly stunned, and then reacted again, "You said Qibao?" ”
"Hmm."
"I like him."
"Like?"
"Shippo is cute, sensible, and heartwarming." Jiang Ruyi said to look at the sleeping Qibao, and the corners of her pink lips unconsciously raised a gentle arc, "When you grow up, you must be a warm man." ”
Xu Zhongbei twisted his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't understand the meaning: "Warm man? ”
"Well," Jiang Ruyi looked back at him, "a humble gentleman, a man who is as warm as jade, and as warm as the sun." ”
Xu Zhongbei twisted his eyebrows slightly: "What a mess." ”
"Anyway, it's a man with a completely different personality from you."
As soon as the words came out, Jiang Ruyi regretted it.
But what is said is like water spilled out, how can it be recovered?
She watched Xu Zhongbei's face change.
His eyes were sharp, like knives, with a cold light.
He asked her, "What is my character?" ”
"No, I just said the wrong ......"
Xu Zhongbei snorted coldly: "I see you are quite happy to speak." ”
“...... Then I apologize. ”
"I don't need to."
Jiang Ruyi was forced to be helpless: "Then what do you want?" ”
"Honestly answer my question, what kind of personality do I have?"
Jiang Ruyi wailed in his heart, why did he turn back again?
She hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at him tentatively and asked, "If I do, you must not be angry." ”
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Jiang Ruyi, will you give me ink again?"
"Oh," in the face of the coercion and temptation of the evil forces, Jiang Ruyi just said hard, "You don't have a good personality, you have a bad temper, you have a straight face all day long, you are born cold-blooded at first glance, and you don't have any human feelings......"
Every time he said a word, Xu Zhongbei's face sank a little.
When he said this, his face could no longer be described as bad, it was like ice slag, and he was about to freeze to death.
Jiang Ruyi swallowed her saliva, and her voice was very soft and soft: "You forced me to say it." ”
So, don't get angry.
Xu Zhongbei suddenly stood up from the sofa, seeing him stand up suddenly, Jiang Ruyi was so frightened that he jumped up directly from the sofa, wanting to hide aside, but Xu Zhongbei's movements were faster, he grabbed her wrist and pulled it gently, and she just threw herself into his arms.
He imprisoned his hands around her slender waist, looked down, looked at the little woman struggling in his arms, and the corners of his lips hooked: "You are becoming more and more lawless now." ”
He had so much strength that he kept her struggling.
Simply, Jiang Ruyi didn't move.
She looked up at him, her eyes widening, "You didn't tell me to say it." ”
"Did I tell you that?"
"You let me tell the truth......"
"I'm quite obedient at this time."
"I don't want to believe you anymore," Jiang Ruyi regretted it so much, "I don't want to be angry." ”
"I ......"
Xu Zhongbei was just about to say something, but Qibao's confused little voice suddenly came from the side: "Dad, what are you doing?" ”
Air, a second still.
This time, Jiang Ruyi reacted quickly, she pushed Xu Zhongbei away and took a few steps back.
She stood there, realizing in hindsight how inappropriate it was for the two of them to hug each other just now.
I couldn't help but sneak a look at him, only to find that he was also looking at her.
The eyes are dark, but you can see the suppressed burning inside.
Jiang Ruyi's heart jumped, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, never daring to look at him again.
The emotions of the heart are complex and difficult to discern.
There is shame and annoyance, and there is a bit of unspeakable panic.
Xu Zhongbei kept looking at her.
Seeing that her face was like a fire, getting redder and redder, knowing that she was shy, she didn't speak again, turned around and walked to the sofa, looked at Xu Qibao who woke up, and reached out to hug him.
Xu Qibao rubbed his eyes, and his voice was a little milky: "Dad, are we going home?" ”
"Hmm."
"Oh."
After speaking, he leaned his little head on Xu Zhongbei's arms and fell asleep again.