Chapter 961

"I don't." Ji Qianchen said no.

Ling Xiaohan takes a deep breath and looks a little deeper.

"Come here, don't let me say it three times."

Ling Xiao's voice was a little colder.

Ji Qianchen blinked his eyes indifferently, "it's useless to say the fourth time. I'm not coming. I'm going to share a room with you tonight. I'll get out myself. "

Ji Qianchen removes a pillow from the bed and gets out of bed to go to the next room.

Ling Xiaohan is really going to be blown up by this woman.

The more lawless and lawless we are going to go to the house and uncover tiles.

"Come back for me."

Ling Xiaohan ordered.

Ji Qianchen does not return his head, nor does the bird. Holding her pillow, he insists on walking out of his bedroom.

She comes here every time she quarrels. Does she really think it works for him?

Ling Xiaohan also lifted the quilt and turned over, picked up another pillow from the bed and followed her out.

He went to the same room as she went to.

Ji Qianchen put the pillow on the bed in the guest room, and Ling Xiaohan also put the pillow on it.

"Ling Xiaohan, when did you become so shameless?" Ji Qianchen angrily points to another pillow on the bed.

"I'm tired of sleeping in the master bedroom. Can I have another room?" Lingxiao asked her seriously.

Ji Qianchen was speechless in his anger.

I don't know who interpreted and explained the word cheeky to him. He learned it thoroughly, and now he uses it.

But now it doesn't work for her.

Ji Qianchen picked up his pillow again and went to another room.

Ling Xiaohan also went out with his pillow.

So they went from room to room, from room to room.

The housekeeper downstairs, rob, Zhe, and several servants watched them walking up and down the stairs with their own eyes. Both of them were holding a pillow in their hands, which was particularly weird.

"Is this still our young master and wife?" The Butler stared at rob.

Rob smiled and shook his head. "Our young master has been painting in a weird way since he and his wife got well. He doesn't walk in a normal way."

"No, it's the strange painting style when the young master and the young lady are in conflict."

Zhe added.

"That's not necessarily. When the young master dotes on the young lady, he never pays attention to anyone. It's an abnormal painting style. It's just a contradiction today. The painting style will be a little more strange." Rob patted his chest and explained to everyone present.

As a 24-hour man, he has the most right to speak except for eating and sleeping.

Ji Qianchen goes to the third room and sees Ling Xiaohan follow in again. Angrily, he picks up the pillow in his hand and smashes it at Ling Xiaohan.

A soft pillow flew over Lingxiao's cold head and finally landed on one side.

It's true that he didn't get hit.

Ling Hao looked at the pillow that landed at his feet, and his eyes turned a color of surprise, "are you deliberately not willing to lose me, or are you shooting backward?"

"Of course, it's a misaiming."

Ji Qianchen turns his head awkwardly.

Ling Xiaohan walked step by step around the pillow to Ji Qianchen.

Hold her tightly from behind.

"Stop it. So far, I have only so much patience. " Ling Xiaohan hugged her, chin on her shoulder, closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

Ji Qianchen broke off his hands. "I didn't make trouble. I just want you to think calmly. Is your action right or wrong? If one day your decision is wrong? How can you explain to me? "

"No mistake, no mistake. There is no wrong decision here. "

Ling Xiaohan looks at Ji Qianchen with determination. His sharp eyes are full of perseverance.

"Well, since you are so sure, then pray that you will not regret this decision in the future. I'm going to bed. "

Ji Qianchen pulls away his hand and turns to leave.

"Where are you going to sleep?"

"Back to the room."

Ling Xiaohan saw that she was willing to take the initiative to go back to the room. He opened a smile at the corner of his mouth and picked her up from behind. "That's good."

Ji Qianchen was held in his arms, his eyes were still full of resentment.

Ling Xiaohan knows that it's impossible for her to cool down in such a short time. All she has left is time.

On the way to take Ji Qianchen back to his bedroom.

Downstairs, rob and the housekeeper talked again.

"You see, the young master took the young lady back to the room. It seems that the young master won the battle again. The young master conquered the young lady again." Rob touched his chin and pretended to understand.

"It seems so. Young master is charming indeed."The housekeeper followed.

A zhe half day out a sentence, "perhaps because the young lady can't beat the young master, can only choose to surrender."

"Cough, what's your logic? Will the young master fight with the young lady? As expected, bodyguards are bodyguards. Their thinking is the thinking of bodyguards. " Rob couldn't help laughing at ace.

A zhe doesn't care and clenches his fist.

"What's wrong with the bodyguard? Come for a fight? "

"Don't don't don't don't don't, can't fight, young master is in a bad mood, you make trouble again, turn around and let you leave." The housekeeper came out as a peacemaker to fight.

Let the smoke of this war be extinguished before it is ignited.

Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen back to her bedroom bed and covers her.

As soon as Ji Qianchen climbed to bed, he pulled all the quilts and wrapped himself in a silkworm chrysalis, which was airtight.

Ling Xiaohan doesn't have a quilt, let alone a chance to hold her or get close.

He could only lie naked in the big bed and get cold.

"Are you sure you want to?" Ling Xiaohan thought that she was out of breath. He didn't expect to go back to the room or to the origin. Everything was blind.

"It's not that there are no quilts at home. I asked the servant to prepare another bed. I'm so cold. I want a bed by myself."

"Cold body or cold heart?"

"All of them."

"Then I will cover the heat for you and loosen the quilt." Ling Xiaohan reached out and pulled the quilt.

Ji Qianchen holds the quilt tightly and shakes his head. His round eyes are like black grapes.

"No way."

"Then I'll have to tear up the quilt."

Ling Xiao was so angry that he pulled the quilt hard.

Ji Qianchen can't hold up any longer, and this pull will tear off her pajamas.

The shoulder belt slides down together, showing the beautiful fragrant shoulder.

The white skin looks very charming.

Ling Xiaohan squints his eyes, encircles her waist and presses her down.

"Toast without penalty?"

Ji Qianchen's little hand is on his chest. "Dare you touch me tonight?"

"My woman, what if I touch it?" Ling Xiaohan finished and kissed her lips.