"Okay." Xinqing was lost in such beautiful eyes. She answered Jiu Qianmo's words stupidly, and nodded heavily. Outside the window, petals were flying, and a few strands of clouds stretched out under the clear sky.
Pale shadows, a large expanse of white, holy and spectacular.
The natural brightness of spring and the harmonious coexistence of men and women inside the window, with the big bad wolf about to eat the little sheep, form an extremely harmonious scene.
"Then, just follow me." Those charming eyes turned sideways, and Jiu Qianmo smiled faintly.
"!!" Xinqing came back to her senses, shook her head quickly, and backed away with a dry smile: "Hehehe, this is a reward... Forget it, who made me so popular, kind, smart, and pretty... I'm just a little kid
I'm losing money, haha, don't let me go..." Her face was full of an attitude of: don't get close, don't get close.
Jiu Qianmo smiled lightly and stroked her hair, "I want what I want. I don't like to owe others...especially a little thing like you."
Xin Qing swallowed hard, laughed dryly, took a step back, and shook her head quickly: "No... no no... no need, look at me... so kind, right? Ahem, I don't want any more rewards.
Ahhhhh." She looked nervous, hesitating, stammering, and her eyes were evasive.
Jiu Qianmo smiled secretly: "How can this be done? Kind people should... be rewarded, what do you think?" He pressed forward step by step, getting closer step by step.
"..." Xinqing muttered a few times in a low voice = =Repay your sister, repay your sister...an uneasy and kind-hearted bastard, a bastard, a bastard!!
Jiu Qianmo seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He stepped forward to block Xin Qing's way, lifted up a strand of her hair, and slowly said, "What did I hear just now?"
"Huh?" He had a wicked smile on his lips, making no secret of his interest in her. He slowly leaned down and his warm breath hit her face.
"I, I, I, I said... you are my sweetheart, baby, sweetheart." Xin Qing closed her eyes and copied what she said a few days ago.
Jiu Qianmo smiled half-heartedly. He leaned down again and put his arms around her waist, keeping her helplessly close to him:
"Am I your sweetheart?"
She laughed dryly and took a step back.
He took a step closer: "Your baby?"
Xinqing smiled even more dryly and took a step back.
He simply sealed her in the corner of the room: "Your sweetie?"
She couldn't even laugh this time, and her mouth was bitter. What evil had this kind God done? What evil had he done?
"Cough cough cough..." She coughed, and he looked at her with a smile. "That...it's such a bright morning, the sun is bright and cloudless...I'm going to heat the milk!!!"
After she finished speaking, she ran faster than a rabbit and rushed downstairs, hiding from Jiu Qian Mo like the God of Plague. He was not angry at all, he just picked up his cell phone and turned it around in his ear.