Kuang Yi, with a slight smile, said gently, "Junqing, can you help me with a pair of chopsticks?"
Kuang Yi thinks that everyone has a bottom line.
She is now a let again and again, if the man behind him is teasing himself, it should stop there.
Pressed by her, Yan Junqing took a deep breath, pressed his anger and said in a warm voice, "OK, I'll get it for you."
Kuang Yi gave a witty smile, "thank you."
Yan Junqing turns away from the dining table and takes the chopsticks back to Kuang Yi.
Kuang Yiyi took the chopsticks and did not use them immediately. Instead, he said with profound meaning: "some people, the value of existence in this society is to make trouble for others. Junqing, we are different. We are good citizens. We don't have to haggle with people who have no quality."
Words fall, raise chopsticks, eat with ease.
She felt that after she was so insinuating, anyone with a little self-respect should leave.
If you haven't left yet, you may have met the kind of professional porcelain bumpers!
Yan Junqing understood her meaning, and then ignored her real man. In order to ease the atmosphere, he found a topic and said, "Yiyi, what are your plans with Feifei tonight?"
"Tonight? There's no arrangement. It should be watching TV in the hotel. "
"I want to invite you to the cinema."
Kuang Yiyi wants to refuse. He doesn't know what Yan Junqing thinks of himself. Since he already knows, it's not good to have too ambiguous moves.
But the man behind is not leaving, she is not good to refuse in front of outsiders.
Had to smile first promise: "good."
I'll go back later and make it clear to Yan Junqing at another time.
Who knows, her voice just fell, her mouth didn't come and close, the chopsticks in her hand were taken away again.
This time, the chopsticks were pulled away and directly thrown on the ground by the man behind.
It makes two crackles.
Then, in front of Kuang Yi's pasta, a beautiful hand appeared. It had clear knuckles, long and white, but it had great power. With a little effort, it took away the bowl she was eating!
Then there was another crisp sound, and the bowl broke on the ground.
Kuang Yi frowned and was about to speak.
But the devil's hand, which was venting her anger, didn't give her any chance.
It reappeared in front of her, this time directly holding the tablecloth.
With the sound of an avalanche, all the food on the table disappeared.
That's not the end of it.
Then, Kuang Yi's body was pulled up by Rensheng in the lightning.
Her stool was kicked open, and her body was pulled without pity, and she fell directly into a broad arms.
Kuang Yi means that the man's arms turned a full 180 degrees, can be fixed in the man's side.
The man's arm tightly clamped her, with a kind of seemingly hook shoulder and back, but actually imprison her posture, control her in the body side.
This series of accidents happened very quickly, within five seconds.
Kuang Yi just reflected what happened to him, and a familiar aroma of plants came from the tip of his nose!
That's the taste of white Mohan!
Why does this man have it?
In an instant, she had a bad feeling in her heart!
As if to confirm her guess, the next moment, over her head, came a cold voice, "Kuang Yiyi, who did you just say has no quality?"
Hearing this voice, Kuang Yi's face turned pale.
Even Yan Junqing, who clenches his fist and is ready to snatch Kuang Yiyi back, suddenly stops and stares at the man.
Do they know each other?
Seeing that Kuang Yi couldn't answer for a long time, the voice of the cold devil slowly repeated, "answer me, who is the person with no quality in your mouth?"
Words fall, he slightly bent down, drooping eyes looking at her, breath in her face, seemingly gentle action, eyes but release endless chill.
Kuang Yi is no stranger to this look.
Every time he gets angry, it's a cool mess.
Kuang Yi doesn't know how to describe
Just like now, his eyes are very cold, but he has a smile on his face. His temperament is cold, cool, bad and ruffian!
Every look, every word, even every action, while frightening, makes people infatuated. It has an absolutely fatal attraction for a little girl like her.
Inexplicable, hateful, let a person palpitate!
Kuang Yi, no matter how reluctant she is, has to admit that she likes Bai Mohan's present appearance. Even if she is angry, she likes it very much.
But now is not the time to think about whether she likes it or not. Thinking of what happened just now, she can no longer care what she thinks. Her face is getting whiter and whiter, and her body is shaking uncontrollably in his arms.Bai Mohan must have heard Yan Junqing's confession to her, so he would drop the cup!
Later, she was waiting for her timely and righteous rejection of Yan Junqing, but she didn't, not only didn't, but also chatted and mixed dishes with each other It seems that I scolded him more than once for lack of quality!
That's why he couldn't bear to lift the table!
I feel like I'm dying
She didn't doubt that Bai Mohan would catch her racing or something later, or punish her more severely and crazily than racing to vent his anger!
What should we do? Wu Wu, but umbrella cloud Philippines they are not in, she even has no help!
She tried to move in his arms, but the iron arm was hard to move. She could only stay in his armpit and cry, "white Mohan, I know I'm wrong. Would you let me go first?"
White ink cold lips with wipe if there is no smile, such as white snow, beautiful but cold no temperature, "let go of you, good to continue to love others, frown?"
Kuang Yi immediately shut up.
This is definitely a misunderstanding!
To know that the person standing behind is Bai Mohan, she absolutely refused Yan Junqing for the first time!
That's good. I can't explain it clearly.
When she talked with Bai Mohan, Yan Junqing came forward and asked, "who are you?"
"Oh." White ink cold from the throat, escape a short smile.
Then, drooping his eyes, he said softly: "Yiyi, you tell him, who am I?"
Kuang Yiyi crossed his face and said, "he is My boyfriend. "
"Boyfriend?" The white Mo Hansen coldly stares at her one eye, the smile but silently blooms a minute.
"Yes, boyfriend." Kuang Yiyi, like a little white rabbit caught by a hunter, is scared to death. He is completely shaking his voice and answers unconsciously.
"Good." White ink cold suddenly bent down, printed a gentle kiss on her face, and then, like a jade hand, outspoken from the hem into her coat, first in her ChuChu waist on a hard pinch, and then, all the way up to touch and go!
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