Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fang Shao Really Likes Me
Xia Qi's heart was beating fast and running faster, and her mind kept echoing Fang Qingyan's words just now.
"Xia Qi, be my girlfriend!"
Does he like me? He actually likes me, how can he like me?
Xia Qi asked herself again and again, her cheeks became unusually pink at this moment, and her feet did not stop, but her eyes looked at the ground and did not see ahead.
"Shhh Xia Qi, are you blind? ”
"Ah, my forehead."
Lin Tianhao roared angrily, he was hit by Xia Qi who suddenly rushed out, and he was still injured on his body, and he bared his teeth in pain.
Xia Qi didn't get much better, her forehead suddenly became red and swollen, because she ran too fast and didn't brake the car at all.
"You say you can do something, it's a waste of food ...... you live." Lin Tianhao wanted to scold her, but in the next second, as if he suddenly didn't know her, he was amazed for a moment.
Xia Qi, who raised her head, her face was still in a state of puff, and her expression was cute and charming.
"You're wasting food, you scumbag."
Seeing Lin Tianhao, Xia Qi was angry, and the pungency on his body instantly mobilized.
"Yo, this is the God of Wealth who didn't recover you, what? Breathe it out on me. ”
As soon as Xia Qi saw Lin Tianhao, she remembered the scene where Su Yuxuan dumped him before, and her mood slowly became happy.
When Lin Tianhao saw her mention this stubble again, his expression suddenly became gloomy: "It's not a good trick you used." I haven't seen you so sharp-toothed before, and I haven't seen you hook up with people like this. Drove Fang Shao's car so quickly, quite capable. ”
I don't know why in the cynicism, there is always a sour taste, and Lin Tianhao has a trace of envy in his heart.
I don't know if I envy Fang Qingyan or Xia Qi.
"Don't use your dirty brain to think about things, Fang Shao really likes me."
Xia Qi couldn't be cowardly in front of Lin Tianhao at this time, and said deliberately: "Fang Shao also let me live in his house, drove his car, and said that he wanted to chase me!" ”
At this time, Fang Qingyan, Mu An and Fang Mengmeng were all behind Xia Qi, Xia Qi had his back to them, and all his attention was on Lin Tianhao, so he didn't know that there was someone behind him.
"See? This is the car key that Fang Shao gave me, as well as the key to his house. ”
Lin Tianhao was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, however, Fang Mengmeng jumped out directly from behind Xia Qi.
"Come on, come on, show me, really! Okay, you guys, when did you two hook up? Let's talk about it! ”
Fang Mengmeng pinched Xia Qi's waist, her eyes looked a little ambiguous and curious, and the gossip heart was hooked.
It's just that as soon as she jumped out like this, Xia Qi was taken aback, and at the same time that the two keys in her hand were snatched away by Fang Mengmeng, her body was unbalanced, and she slipped a little, and her foot was twisted.
"Shhh
Nima, where is the crack in the ground? When did Fang Qingyan arrive? Did he hear it?
Xia Qi glanced at him evasively, only to see a light smile of unknown meaning on his face.
At this time, there was a temperature in his waist, and then, the male breath came to his nose, and Fang Qingyan's voice sounded in his ears.
"Are you alright?"
"No, no, it's okay." Xia Qi reflexively wanted to push Fang Qingyan away, the distance between the two was too close.
It's a pity that as soon as she exerts force, her feet hurt, and her face is a little distorted from the pain.
Fang Qingyan frowned, and then hugged her whole.
"Put me down, I can go on my own!"
"Don't move!"
Fang Qingyan hugged her very tightly, and when Xia Qi moved, he slapped her ass with his big hand.
Xia Qi was suddenly so frightened that she didn't dare to move anymore, and obediently let Princess Fang Qingyan hold her, she could hear the rhythmic heartbeat in Fang Qingyan's chest.
"Senior, is this my brother?"
"Should...... It should be, right? ”
Fang Mengmeng and Mu An are rare to have a clear heart, both of them are suspicious, this person is still not the Fang Qingyan who is not close to women.