Chapter 533：

Chapter 533

However, she couldn't take a step, and He Yunting's wrist was caught in the palm of her hand.

was squeezed tightly by the big hand, Qiao gave up as soon as he struggled twice and didn't break away. Anyway, she didn't really want to leave.

"Jojo, be good, don't make trouble."

The man’s voice was low, with a lazy pampering tinge, and Joe softened his heart for a moment.

He Yunting took advantage of the trend and pulled her hard, Qiao, one by one, was unstable and fell on the sofa, lying halfway in He Yunting's arms.

He took advantage of the trend and hugged her from behind, holding her tightly, not letting her run, and her back pressed against his chest.

Qiao has a black face, big trotters, eat her tofu!

She felt He Yunting's powerful heartbeat again.

The bang-bang sound became more and more intense.

Neither of them spoke, and just sat like this.

until--

Joe's neck got hot.

He Yunting is kissing her.

"Jojo, we..."

He only said two words for us, but he didn't say anything further.

Qiao took his hand and asked quietly: "Brother, do you like me?"

Hearing the words, He Yunting paused, seeming to be punished. He bit Joe's neck and gritted his teeth and said, "I thought I had done it obvious enough."

Qiao smiled, turned around and grabbed He Yunting’s neck: “Brother, I know everything about that night. Zhao Yi told me everything.”

He Yunting was not surprised. To be precise, when Qiao pouted for a kiss, he guessed that she knew it.

However, he originally thought that the little guy had recovered his memory, but he had been fooled into not recovering, and he had been doing it for a long time. It was Zhao Yi said.

It seems that Zhao Yi is still useful, it seems that he should not be locked in a small black room.

He Yunting snorted in his nose, pretending to be unhappy, "He didn't see the whole process, what can he tell you?"

Qiao whispered, "This kind of thing, as long as you talk about a picture, you can completely make up for the rest."

Hearing the words, He Yunting knocked her on the head, “If you don’t learn well at a young age, what can your brain make up?”

Qiao smiled and leaned close to He Yunting, and almost touched his ear to speak, "Don't let me brainstorm, then you can tell me what happened that night?"

The words fell, and He Yunting's ears turned red.

Qiao was so happy, he gave Zhao Yi a credit!

Zhao didn't lie to her either. Looking at He Yunting's reaction, that night, he was exactly what he said.

He Yunting squeezed Qiao's face in anger, "Smile, do you know you scared me to death that night!"

Thinking of the danger that Zhao Yi described to her that night, Qiao suddenly stopped making trouble, obediently, like an obedient cat, curled in He Yunting's arms, poked his chest with a finger, and his voice was soft. Mian comforted him again: "Zhao Yi told me everything, he said my heart has stopped beating, but I really don't feel it myself, don't worry."

He Yunting remained silent.

Can he not worry?

When Zhao Yi gave him the critical illness notice, he almost...

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

He took Qiao Yi’s little hand, and solemnly dropped a kiss, "I promise, there will be no next time."

As soon as Qiao got up from his arms, he faced He Yunting's deep and firm eyes, and her black and white eyes were full of reflections.

At that moment, Joe didn’t know what he was hit by.

Huge satisfaction surrounds her, and something called love takes root in her heart.

She encircled his neck and printed a kiss on his face with a resounding reward, "Brother, you are so kind, I like you so much."

(End of this chapter)