Chapter 853： The president is a voice control! 67

Originally, I followed this person out to have a meal, and it was still the way this person chose, so how come she was finally responsible?

This really makes no sense.

Chu Ci tilted his head. Before he could speak, he saw Qiao Sirui for a moment and realized what he had said, but looking at the little girl's appearance, he still bit the bullet and continued speaking.

Although he bit his head and continued to say, this grandfather has not done such a thing for more than 20 years, but on the surface he is still calm and gentle. Wearing a black jacket, the youth always wears a black jacket. The laziness hung in the eyes, the willfulness and publicity also converged a lot, and the hand that pulled the Chu Ci hat also used a little bit of strength.

This person always acted with a hint of careless scorn, then raised his hand like this and pointed to the corner of his lips.

The voice lowered, and the body also bent down, looking at Chu Ci's big eyes, "Ci Bao kissed me, aren't you responsible?"

Chu Ci couldn't help but the corners of his lips bend, looking at this guy who had planned everything by himself and had to run over as if he had suffered a loss.

The little girl teased so softly as this person used to mock others. This small look looks squeamish and has a somewhat indescribable aura, but it is a bit like Qiao Sirui when he was not looking at people.

Qiao Sirui paused, catching Chu Ci and not letting go. His dark eyes were so narrowed, as if he was thinking about what Chu Ci's smile meant, and he couldn't help but continue to say, his body pressed no more. A little lower.

"Really not responsible? Still planning to..."

His voice was mute, with two hidden dangers, "Eat and run away?"

In response to this person's accusation, Chu Ci snorted in a soft voice, looking at the handsome face that Qiao Sirui was close to, his lips moved so close, and he lightly pecked the corner of his lips again.

‘Qiao Sirui’s love value +3. Currently 90. ’

The sweet smell like butter cake on the little girl came up, and the soft touch as soft as cherry blossom petals came on again. Qiao Sirui only paused, when he subconsciously wanted to press it back. The little girl already raised her head.

The kiss was like a splash of water, came suddenly, and went quickly, like a sweet wind with a creamy smell.

Just after dispersing, people couldn't help but question its authenticity.

Even Qiao Sirui couldn't help but look at the little girl who was blinking in front of him.

Chu Ci suddenly came with such a hand, even Qiao Sirui, who was always thinking fast, could not help but crash.

What does it mean?

The little girl tilted her head, and her black hair slipped from the side to her shoulders. Chu Ci did not realize that she had kissed someone just now, because Qiao Sirui's head was down so much more convenient for her movement, so she raised her hand. He grabbed the cheek of the man in front of him, and pulled it slightly hard.

The touch of the hands is warm and warm, slippery, and it is even more delicate if you look carefully.

What a big man with so good skin.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes, sighed at this person's skin, and then said, "Brother, you won't tell me you are confessing, are you?"

Qiao Sirui:...

"Let's talk, is your character disabled?"