Chapter 935

How sour are your hands? Activities?

Whatever it is, it's like Bai Tongxi's bullshit.

But Bai Tongxi can only talk nonsense, can't he?

Can't she point at the bowl in Anran's hand and accuse her of robbing Joseon of the bowl she is going to give her?

An ran said seriously: "is the hand sour? It seems that this meal is really hard for Miss Bai. She has to take care of Qiao Qiao and bring vegetables to Wen Qi. I don't have to worry about the banquet here. I'll do it. "

"OK, no problem." Bai Tong said happily and moved the spicy tofu to an Ran's direction: "Mrs. an, please help yourself."

An ran Leng for a moment, Bai Tongxi's good self-cultivation makes her feel a little ashamed, but she is really not willing to see joss banquet and Bai Tongxi have too much interaction! She can only do so!

"Help yourself, Miss Bai."

After an ran finished, he began to serve Jos with a spoon of tofu.

Worried that Josephine would not have enough to eat later, Anran scooped again and again. When the spoon was close to half a bowl, he ordered the old housekeeper to send it back.

Besides, Bai Tongxi didn't care what Ann ran was doing any more. She just ate other dishes.

At the scene, except for the joss banquet, they all sweat for Bai Tong.

Wen Qi's eyes did not move away from Bai Tongxi from the beginning.

At first sight, when her hand was in midair, Wen Qi only felt a "thump" in his heart. Did his aunt, who looked friendly on his face, make a move after all?

Just because Bai Tongxi is Meng Peiyuan's daughter-in-law?!

Bai Tongxi's embarrassment and embarrassment are reflected in Wen Qi's eyes, arousing his extra emotions except schadenfreude. He is worried about her.

Just as he was ready to open his mouth to help her out, he saw that she gave a set of reasons for herself. Although this set of reasons didn't sound reliable at all, it still blocked his aunt's mouth.

Fortunately, Bai Tongxi didn't choose to fight with an ran head-on, otherwise he might not be able to protect her. Wen Qi's heart is full of sorrow.

The old housekeeper took the bowl with both hands, looked at Bai Tongxi with a little worry, turned and sent it to Joseon: "Sir, your bowl."

"Uncle Wang, let it go."

After Joseon got the food he wanted, he was not in a hurry to eat it.

It's hard not to doubt his motives.

Can't you say that Josie's banquet is only for the sake of talking to Bai Tongxi, that's why she was allowed to serve tofu?

Don't want to be interrupted by Anran in the middle of the meal, so that joss won't touch Anran's food?

People in the room couldn't stop thinking that.

At this moment, an ran looked at Bai Tongxi with more profound meaning.

Bai Tongxi resisted the gaze from all directions and continued to eat his own food, only if he didn't see the strange things around him.

Qiao Weilu in her arms stares eagerly at Bai Tongxi's chopsticks, but she just wants to fill her stomach and completely ignores him. A small face carved with powder and jade can't help but swell up, just like a little goldfish.

Under normal circumstances, Qiao Qiao a strange, white Tong Xi can quickly detect.

But now, Bai Tongxi is too busy to take care of himself, so he ignores Qiao Qiao's needs.

Qiao Qiao, with a bulging face, sees that selling cute is not effective, so he sees the right time to spring up from Bai Tongxi's arms. He opens his mouth and bites the meatball on the tip of her chopsticks. He rolls his tongue and swallows it whole.

"Joe, Joe?" Bai Tongxi, who has been robbed of the meatballs, looks at the little guy in his arms after he is slightly stunned.

This bite doesn't matter, but Joe swallowed too quickly. As a result, the meatball got stuck in his throat. His face turned red from white quickly!

"Joe, Joe!" Witnessing the sudden change, Bai Tongxi screamed.

"What's the matter, what's the matter!" Wen Qi's second reaction comes over. Seeing Qiao Qiao's miserable appearance, he quickly approaches to check.

Ann ran was the third, and the Joseon, which was the farthest from Joe, became the fourth

Seeing that Qiao Qiao was choked, Bai Tongxi slapped him on the back in a hurry and explained the whole story to the people who surrounded her: "I, I just had a meatball and wanted to eat it for myself. Unexpectedly, Qiao Qiao suddenly came and took it away! He He should have been stuck in the meatball by accident! "

No one at the scene doubts the authenticity of Bai Tongxi's words, because deliberately hurting Qiao Qiao is not good for her!

An ran asked with a worried face: "is it better to send Joe to the hospital now?"

Wen Qi also said, "yes! Let's get Joe to the hospital quickly! If the meatballs get stuck in the trachea, that's bad! "

Bai Tongxi was a little distracted by what they said. At this time, Joseon arrived and said to her, "give me the baby!"

Bai Tongxi quickly turns around with Qiao Qiao in his arms. At this time, Qiao Qiao's face is not only very bad, but also his small fist is very tight, but he is silent. In terms of pain, he really can bear it!With the help of Wen Qi, Bai Tongxi hands over Qiao Qiao to Qiao Siyan.

Joseon took Joe and carried him to a chair where no one was sitting.

After that, Joseon pressed Qiao Qiao's head down, and then with one hand he pinched his mouth open to the maximum, and the middle finger of the other hand poked into his throat

After a while

Bursts of tender retching sound continued to ring, Qiao Qiao's saliva fell to the ground along the middle finger of Joe's banquet

"It's all right, JOJO." Joss said softly.

This kind of emesis is very uncomfortable without trying. Bai Tongxi and Wen Qi swallow saliva frequently to relieve their discomfort.

I don't know how long after that, when an ran wanted to suggest that Qiao Qiao should be sent to the hospital again, he just listened to Qiao Qiao's strong "vomit!" Let's go!

"All right!" With a relaxed look, Joseon quickly pulled his finger out of Joe's throat, and a round meatball fell to the ground.

Good luck!

Bai Tongxi's palms are full of sweat. No matter what, Qiao Qiao is under her care.

On the other hand, despite Qiao Qiao's weak body, he pushed him to the back of the chair, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked: "Qiao Qiao! Why grab something to eat? "

Qiao Qiao falls down on the chair with tears in his eyes, sweat on his forehead and saliva on his mouth. If it's not natural beauty, he can't abandon himself. This image is just like a little beggar growing up in a garbage dump.

JOJO's pitiful appearance did not arouse Joseon's pity. His tone even dropped three percent: "speak!"

Qiao Qiao was not good at words, but now he was drunk so fiercely by Qiao Siyan. He was even more dumb and ate Coptis chinensis. He only hung a pair of big eyes and didn't reply.