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470. Chapter 470 Little Black-bellied Witch 11

There was a deep smile in Feng Qingyang's eyes, and he looked at Chen Xi's red face in a funny way: "Xi'er, didn't I hold you like this before? I remember you were not this big before.

reaction.

Um, no, you have been very responsive to me all day today. Could it be that you have some thoughts about me? In your heart, you are always silently expecting me to plot evil against you?"

"Go, it's just you? What can I think of you?"

Chen Xi frowned. Even if he killed her, she wouldn't admit there was anything wrong with such a big reaction.

She glared displeased at the big monster in front of her who was smiling brightly: "You should be the one who has something to worry about, right? Let me ask you, this bed is three meters wide, and I gave up more than half of it to you.

Why are you squeezing over here? Could it be that your body is like a balloon and it will expand?"

Contemptuous eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyang's flawless face, and her mood was so gloomy!

Feng Qingyang was stared at innocently, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes, miss, you did make room for a large bed, but... are you sure you have no intention of inviting me?"

"Invite you?" Chen Xi's tone became sharp.

Feng Qingyang smiled softly, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "That's right. If you hadn't invited me, how could I have come over with my temperament..."

Oh? So, what he means is - she is the culprit?

Chen Xi took a deep breath, and his chest heaved with anger: "Feng Qingyang, you can do it if you want, but don't accuse me falsely. I invite you? Hey, I slept with you on my back and didn't even move. How can I invite you?

You?"

"You didn't even move?"

"uh-huh!"

Feng Qingyang smiled narrowly and asked again: "Are you sure you didn't even move?"

Chen Xi was depressed: "If you didn't move, you didn't move. Could it be that I can still lie?"

As he spoke, he irritably kicked away the Jin quilt that was blocking his feet.

Feng Qingyang's eyes fell on the brocade quilt, and his smile had a profound meaning: "Yes, you didn't move, it was just that the quilt rolled up on your body!

Alas, pitiful king, the owner of the quilt. He obviously brought a warm quilt when he came, but he was robbed and accused of having evil intentions. But the person who really had evil intentions was...

To be a thief is to catch the thief."

The white jade on his forehead flicked on the man's head, and he sighed helplessly: "The world is getting worse, alas..."

"Ahem, you're 80 years old, aren't you?" Sigh, sigh, sigh!

Chen Xi glanced at the red brocade quilt that had been kicked aside. It seemed... it seemed... that she had really monopolized the quilt just now?

She moved her lips in embarrassment, not wanting to be accused of having evil intentions.

Although, this cute and fierce guy in front of me is indeed a sight to behold.

She raised her chin and said harshly: "Don't you have any other quilts in your space ring? Why do you have to use mine?"

Phew, a certain girl is going to start using strong words!

The smile in Feng Qingyang's eyes deepened, and he looked at her like he was looking at a child who was playing tricks, with a bit of joyful teasing in his pampering: "Yes, there really is nothing else in this king's space ring."

Quilt.

Miss Xi'er, I have a question for you."

Chen Xi rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

Feng Qingyang raised her lips in a good-tempered manner and said with a smile: "I, a pampered man, always bring a bed and a quilt when he goes out. Why don't you, a girl, bring one? Could it be...


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