Chapter 648

"No, I guess it's going to be More than an hour? " Xunqingyao has some uncertain openings.

After waiting for Qiao Yanran to get up, xunqingyao moved his stiff arm and was a little sleepy. In fact, he didn't sleep well yesterday.

"Sang Sang, I'll sleep for a while."

Xunqingyao took the pillow, adjusted the seat, lay in the back, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Well."

Qiao Yanran cleverly nodded and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

The cell phone is out of power, leaving only ten percent of the battery.

Qiao Yanran reluctantly put the mobile phone back into his pocket, stretched out his little hand, played with a pinch of his hair, and pulled it twice.

Ah.

Two hairs are missing from the nail.

Xunqingyao ate the pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw this scene.

Qiao Yanran as if nothing had happened to the small hand back to behind, secretly throw away the hair on the hand, showing a big smile, "it's OK, you continue to sleep."

Looking for Qingyao

I dare not.

He was afraid that if he went to sleep like this again, he would face the risk of baldness when he woke up.

Seeing this scene, xiaoyuwan felt a little sad.

Hum.

His God father is always careful when Joe is sleeping, for fear of waking her up, but what about his God father when he is sleeping?

Qiao Qiao even collected the hair of his father!

"Good, go to sleep."

Joe Yanran reached out and pulled his soft hair.

The button on her dress accidentally curled Xun Qingyao's hair.

Qiao Yanran's strength is big, and her action is fast. She can't wait to find Qingyao to cry for pain. As soon as she lets go, she directly takes down four or five hairs.

It hurts.

It really hurts.

Seeing a wisp of hair curled on her sleeve, Xun Qingyao quickly reached out to cover her hair and felt that she was going bald.

Qiao Yanran

"Your hair is too thin to break."

Qiao Yanran will take off the hair wrapped on the cuff and quickly throw the pot.

Xiaoyu Wan 】

Listen, is that human talk?

"It hurts."

Xun Qingyao's eyes are red and his voice is soft like a little suckling cat.

Qiao Yanran was still busy throwing pot, now heard him cry pain, some heartache, serious gestures: "I will be a little bit more careful in the future."

She said, drawing the size of a knuckle.

Maybe, that's just a little bit.

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand and pinched his little face. She came close to him and breathed softly. "Huhu, it doesn't hurt."

She's short. She doesn't blow to the top of her head. She blows to her cochlea.

Xunqing's ear tip trembles sensitively.

His face was hot again.

"You blush. It's hot." Qiao Yan Ran stretched out a small short finger, poked his small face, a serious opening way.

Xun Qingyao's face was even more hot. He was a little uncomfortable. Don't open his eyes and said, "I'm not very comfortable. Maybe I have a fever."

Little fool, sometimes it's easy to fool.

He made a fool of himself the last time he blushed.

"Clearly, clearly shy, but also dead duck mouth hard." Joe snorted softly.

After her two days of technical study, she feels that her cognition has been greatly improved. She is no longer the fool she used to be.

Xiaoyu Wan 】

needless to say, Qiao Qiao is diligent in learning how to tease people.

Looking for Qingyao

Why is it so bright?

Isn't it better to be black?

In this way, the little fool could not see that he was blushing.