The fruit knife is long and sharp, and exudes a faint cold light in the sun.
Ruan Qi was so scared that her tail was straightened. She jumped up from the sofa and reached out to block Xi Jiu.
"Mom, mom..." the little girl stuttered, "If you kill Jiujiu, I, I... I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life!"
This threat is fierce.
So fierce that Shen Wenqian almost sprayed out the water.
Yang Liu looked at her daughter who looked at her home-facing daughter, raised her eyebrows and slowly clenched the fruit knife in her hand.
The little girl swallowed her saliva with difficulty and shrank her neck very cowardly.
The living room is so quiet.
Yang Liu, holding the fruit knife, stared at Xi Jiu and Ruan Qi for a while, then slowly lowered her head...
...Sharpening nails.
Nothing wrong is that her nail-cutting tool is the fruit knife.
The beautiful woman leaned lazily on the sofa, and the sharp blade of the fruit blade slashed across the edge of her nails.
After more than ten seconds, a beautiful and round nail was peeled.
She reached out and looked at it, hooked her lower lip with satisfaction, and gently blew off the debris from her fingertips.
Ruan Qi, Xijiu, Shen Wenqian: "..."
In the silence of the three young men, Yang Liu slowly peeled ten nails.
Then, with a beautiful finger, a cold knife flower bloomed on the fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, the blade quickly passed through the air, and the "Duo" inserted it into the coffee table with a loud bang.
After two seconds, the expensive golden nanmu coffee table cracked a long gap.
Shen Wenqian, who is closest to Yang Liu: "..."
Aunt, are you interested in the entertainment industry?
Why don’t you consider the route of playing stars in the Royal Sister?
Yang Liu did not hear the thoughts of the agent surnamed Shen. She penetrated the fruit knife into the coffee table and then laughed as if nothing had happened.
"What are Mr. Xi doing while standing? Sit down and talk."
Xi Jiu was silent for a second and nodded: "Thank you aunt."
He pulled the little girl back to the sofa.
Yang Liu's charming phoenix eyes swept across the two of them, and his red lips opened lightly: "Mr. Xi is the family of Guwu Xi?"
"Yes." Xi Jiu sat straight, with a serious and respectful tone, "Auntie is an elder, just call me Ajiu."
Yang Liu raised her eyebrows and did not change her words, but said, "How much does Mr. Xi know about our Ruan family?"
Xi Jiu: "I don't know much."
"Not much?" Yang Liu laughed, "If you don't know much, you dare to be with Xiaoqi? Are you not afraid that she will harm you?"
Hearing the woman's words, Xi Jiu's thin lips, which had been tightly pursed, suddenly curled up.
He turned his head and looked at the little girl sitting beside him, "As long as Xiaoqi is happy, I am willing to give her life."
The man's voice was low and gentle, and the deep affection in his eyes was like the vast sea, deep and tolerant.
Ruan Qi's eyes turned red suddenly.
The touch in my heart seemed to be filled with sweet bubbles, gurgling out.
The little girl was moved and tears were filled with tears. She grabbed the man's hand and said with red eyes, "I don't want Jiujiu's life. I want you to live safely."
Unlimited tenderness surged in Xi Jiu's heart.
He laughed dotingly and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of the girl's eyes.
The two looked at each other affectionately, you were me and I was you, and I didn't notice Shen Wenqian sitting opposite each other and winking them.
Shen Wenqian's eyes were about to fly out.
Two ancestors, when is it now? Do you have to perform affectionately without regrets now?
Mr. Xi, did you see your mother-in-law’s eyes?
Do you believe it or not she cut your head as nails every minute?!
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