"You, you, you—"

Sheng Qing sighed, rubbed her eyebrows, and softened her tone.

Now that it's come to this, what else can she do?

"This is the end of the gentle matter, don't you interfere again? I'll take care of the rest! Now the comments about you are good, keep it up! Be sure to pluck yourself from Wen Wan, do you hear?! ”

Hearing Sheng Qing's warning, Qiao Yu's heart burst out.

She immediately nodded obediently and said softly, "Okay!" Everything is up to Sister Qing! ”

The sound coming out of the earpiece was soft and sweet.

Sheng Qing is full of anger, and he can't express it at this time.

She exhaled a breath of turbidity, "You, you, I always thought that Mr. Lu helped you solve the gentle matter......

Yes, she didn't even bother to ask.

Anyway, do you want to ask for directions in person?

As a result, who knew that Qiao Yu, the little ancestor, was bold and boundless!

……

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Yu sat in a daze for a while.

In October, the temperature has already begun to drop.

The bushes outside the window were as verdant as ever.

"What are you thinking?"

A blanket, spread from behind, gently wrapped her body from her shoulders.

The whole body was warm, and even the whole person fell into a wide embrace.

A low, deep voice rang low in my ears.

"Am I being too willful?"

She grabbed Lu Shinian's big hand with both hands, raised her little face, and looked at Lu Shinian's eyes.

With curiosity in his eyes.

The man was long, and he held the seated girl in his arms, his back arched in a graceful arc. The long legs wrapped in slacks are straight and slender.

Hips and narrow waist.

"If you were a little more willful, I would be happier."

Lu Shinian's eyes were flat, quietly staring at Qiao Yu in his arms, with tenderness between his eyebrows.

He almost laughed and said this.

"I wish I could clean up the mess for you and let the whole world know that you, a little woman, were spoiled by me all the time!"

"Poof—"

Qiao Yu's eyes bent, and her curled eyelashes trembled.

"Mr. Lu, you are so numb!"

The mouth is strange, but the heart is warm.

Lu Shinian pinched her thin cheeks angrily, and rubbed her soft hair with his chin, "Fleshy? It turns out that what I say in my heart, in your eyes, is all the product of flesh and hemp? ”

He used a little force in his hand, and Qiao Yu's cheeks were deformed.

Qiao Yu's face hurt, and she hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Oops, Mr. Lu, it hurts, it hurts! I was wrong! Can I apologize?! ”

Hearing her cry out of pain, Lu Shinian immediately let go.

When he lowered his eyes, there was a flash of chagrin in his lead-gray eyes.

It's all red—

Why are you so squeamish?!

He obviously just pinched it lightly, and didn't use any force at all.

Qiao Yu puffed out her cheeks, grabbed his arm and pinched him to vent her anger.

"You'll bully me!"

The voice is soft and glutinous, like frosted sugar, slimy.

Lu Shinian's heart was numb, he hooked his thin lips, and rubbed Qiao Yu's plump lips with his fingertips, until the rubbing was almost bleeding.

"Yes, I just like to bully you!"

"Humph!"

Qiao Yu rolled her eyes at him.

Looking quietly at the scenery under the night sky, there are also a lot of plants in the garden, and in the greenery, every once in a while, there is a small night light. It is made in the shape of a retro European-style lantern, and through the glass, it emits a dim and soft light.

The scenery is so beautiful -

But soon, she was pinched by her chin again and her head twisted back.