Lianzi rescued in time, and continued to start her interview despite the danger of being flooded with dog food.

Lianzi: "Some readers want to know your preferences, let's talk about them today, right?" ”

Li Ruiqing still sat upright, and Zhao Xiangling held a plate of melon seeds, crooked on the table and lazily swallowed.

Renzi: "What color do you like?" ”

Li Ruiqing said: "White." ”

Zhao Xiangling clapped his hands and sat upright: "Red." ”

Renzi: "Then the next question ......"

Zhao Xiangling interrupted: "Red." ”

Lianzi was confused: "That ......"

Zhao Xiangling continued: "Red! ”

Li Ruiqing, the only one present who understood Zhao Xiangling's meaning, replied helplessly: "Red." ”

Lianzi: "......" (Li Ruiqing, is it really good that you are not tough like this?) ）

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Lianzi relieved herself and continued to ask, "Xiang Zero, we all know that you like desserts, but which dessert do you like?" ”

Zhao Xiangling replied: "I like white sugar cakes, and Ruiqing likes pineapple cakes." ”

Lianzi: "We all know that Ruiqing likes spicy food, and you like sweets, so do you usually eat separately?" ”

Zhao Xiangling nodded, extremely proud: "Naturally, can't the palace afford two dishes?" ”

Li Ruiqing added: "Even if the palace doesn't have it, the Sword Shadow Pavilion will have it." ”

Renzi lowered her head, silently glanced at her wallet, and decided to refuse to continue the topic with the two rich people.

"How do you usually like to take care of Zhao Shao?" Lianzi asked, "Is there any special way to educate children?" ”

Li Ruiqing: "Ah Sui's temperament is loose and strong, and blame will always have a bad effect." ”

Zhao nodded to Zero repeatedly.

Li Ruiqing: "Playing the piano can cultivate one's self-cultivation, so I always ask her to practice the piano for half an hour to think about problems with a calm heart." ”

Zhao Xiangling shook his head again and again: "I agree with Ruiqing's first half of the sentence, it's always bad to blame, so I choose to beat her!" ”

Looking at Zhao Xiangling's clenched fist, Lianzi felt a chill in her heart, and dragged the stool back a few steps.

Zhao Xiangling: "Author, do you want to give it a try?" ”

"Wait." Renzi raised her hand and blocked her fist, feeling that she might die if this punch continued, "There is another question, which of you prefer whom?" ”

Zhao Xiangling put away his fists: "Do you still have to say this?" ”

Li Ruiqing said: "Naturally, it's me." ”

"Me! Of course it's me! Zhao Xiangling glared at Li Ruiqing viciously, "Don't fight with me about this matter." ”

"It's a fact." Li Ruiqing said lightly.

Zhao Xiangling snorted: "What facts are not facts?" I'm telling the truth. ”

Li Ruiqing said: "Only this matter can't depend on you." ”

Zhao Xiangling raised his eyebrows: "Li Ruiqing, do you want to fight?" ”

Li Ruiqing didn't say a word, pulled out the sword at his waist and slapped it on the table.

"Okay, you, let's go, let's go out and fight!" Zhao Xiangling dragged Li Ruiqing's sleeve and pulled her out the door upside down.

Lianzi watched them leave and smiled slightly: Heh, the characters in my pen still want to beat me? Naïve, naïve......

Half an hour later......

Zhao Xiangling pulled Li Ruiqing back: "The two of us negotiated and decided to see who beats you more ruthlessly, and then decide who is the 'more'." ”

Renzi: "..."

Lianzi: "......"

Lianzi: "........."

Husband and wife are concentric, and their benefits are judged by the script......