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Knock! Knock!

This seemed to be the more enthusiastic way of getting along with each other in the Mr. Qi.

It was probably because he had suppressed Wen Liang many times, so he already had an absolute conditioned reflex.

In just a few short steps, he had thrown her onto the sofa. Then, he had covered his body and pushed her down.

Wen Liang could not resist, but suddenly he looked at Qi Ye seriously: "Are you drunk?"

"En, it's to warm my wife. I'm not drunk." His slender fingers hooked up to her small chin, and he lowered his head to peck at her luscious cherry lips.

The kiss, which he had not been prepared for in time, was like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, leaving ripples in the cool brain.

He was drunk. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have called her his wife …

Pushing Qi Ye's hand away, Wen Liang pushed the man's chest: "Get up!"

Originally, due to the struggle just now, Qi Ye's shirt had broken two buttons, but now that it was warm and pressed against the man's firm chest, the hot and dry temperature that was directly in contact with it felt like it was burning her fingertips.

Wen Liang withdrew his hands from the man's chest and slapped his face.

However, he quickly grabbed her hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He turned around and picked her up before pressing down on her butt, allowing her to sit on him.

He reached out his hands to break Qi Ye's grip on his hands but the man's hands seemed to have grown on her body, not moving at all.

Wen Liang gave up in the end, and spoke to Qi Ye: "You have the wrong person, I am not Qiao Xinying!"

"I know." He looked at her. His eyes were black, like a dark pool.

"Then who am I?" Wen Liang asked patiently.

Wen Liang kindly corrected, "It's my ex-wife."

"Also a wife." He said stubbornly, and even wrinkled his eyebrows in a willful manner, looking very serious.

Wen Liang was at a loss for words for Qi Ye. He compromised and asked, "Then what do you need to do to let me go?"

After thinking for a moment, Qi Ye opened his mouth and said two words: "Kiss me."

"I can't do it!" To think that they would take advantage of him. President Qi, who was drunk, was even more shameless than a city wall!

did not move. The two of them continued to maintain this stalemate and it was not a solution. Until now, the most patient thing she had done in her entire life was to persevere and love Qi Ye for so many years.

So right now, Qi Ye was determined to keep fighting with her, so she was definitely not Qi Ye's opponent.

In the end, Wen Liang admitted defeat, bent over, and kissed Qi Ye on the forehead.

After the quick end, she solemnly said two words to him, "Let go!"

"Are you a chicken?" The man frowned in displeasure.

What did this man mean by calling her a chicken?

Wen Liang lowered his head and retorted at Qi Ye, "You're the chicken! "What do you mean?"

"If it wasn't a chicken, then why did you peck at me?" the man asked boldly.

The question left Wen Liang speechless. Why did the agreed kiss suddenly become a peck in the man's mouth?

Wen Liang felt that there was no reason for him to explain things to a drunk person. Just as Wen Liang was in a daze, Qi Ye suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck.

Wen Liang bent down according to Qi Ye's strength, and quickly supported himself with both of his hands to keep his distance from the man. The man's hands had unknowingly moved along the thin layer of's clothes, and his fingers were right on her skin …

Wen Liang grasped the man's rash hand and asked, "Have you counted how many women you've rolled over this sofa with?"

Just as Qi Ye was about to answer, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Old Qi, I heard that …" Little Devil King's voice suddenly stopped, because he saw that at this very moment, he was sitting on Qi Ye's body with a warm expression.

The little fellow's eyes rolled around for a few times, before finally regaining his senses. Looking at his father's expression, which looked as if he couldn't wait to kill him, he giggled twice, "Old Qi, I heard that my father is coming back. Do you know when he'll be coming back?"

Taking the opportunity while Qi Ye was relaxing, Wen Liang quickly climbed down from Qi Ye's body.

and the little fellow knew each other, and Wen Liang knew about it because the first time he met the little fellow was at the entrance of the Jin Nan Hao Garden.

He remembered that the little guy said he lived next door, but then Wen Liang found out that the little guy lived in a villa in Litchi Bay.

When he saw the little guy, Wen Liang remembered.

When Little Devil King saw Wen Liang, he immediately pretended to be surprised. "Aiya, Mother, why are you here? Do you know Old Qi? "

Qi Ye glanced at his precious son. To be the first to strike, this was pretty good, with a lot of prospects.

Wen Liang walked to Qi Zhifei's side and stood there. He had already been seen by the little fellow, he could not possibly say that he did not recognize Qi Zhifei.

Therefore, he nodded warmly, looked at Qi Ye and said, "We are classmates."

Student?

Qi Ye smiled slightly, that was true. In the past, from junior high to senior high, he and Wen Liang were indeed in the same class.

Little Zhifei pretended to have a face of sudden enlightenment and lied to the point where he didn't know how to draft it out, "My father and Old Qi are also classmates! "We have a good relationship."

Old Qi had said that he couldn't let his mother know that he was Old Qi's son now, or else his mother would ignore them. Although Qi Zhifei didn't know why, but since his father said so, then it would be very trustworthy.

Wen Liang looked at Qi Zhifei and asked: "I remember the last time I met you at the entrance, you said you lived next door?"

"I live in a villa in Litchi Bay, my dad lives next door, my dad is coming back today, I'm here to look for my dad!" His lower abdomen was pitch black, and he was so deep that Qi Ye had passed on his lies to him.

Wen Liang nodded. "Then why are you running over here again?"

From the little fellow's tone, it was obvious that Qi Ye and this child must have a good relationship.

Wen Liang pointed at Qi Ye who was on the sofa, then turned around and said to the little fellow, "He's drunk, he might not be able to play with you anymore."

Qi Zhifei glanced at Qi Ye who was deliberately resting with his eyes closed, then turned around and meaningfully said to Wen Liang, "Mother, my father is completely different from the Old Qi! My dad's alcohol tolerance is really good, he's never been drunk before! "

Qi Ye: "..."

This little fellow was exposing his true identity right in front of him.

However, Wen Liang naturally did not know that the father Qi Zhifei was talking about was Qi Ye, so he did not give it much thought.

The little guy pushed her to keep her warm and said, "Mother, I'm hungry... You didn't even eat lunch. You're so pitiful. "

Looking at the pitiful look on the little guy's face, Wen Liang felt helpless. Qi Ye was currently drunk to the point of unconsciousness, even if it was out of concern for humanity, she couldn't just leave him at home to eat, right?

Therefore, he could only pat the little fellow on the shoulder and say, "Then I'll go and see if there's anything edible in the kitchen."

Qi Zhifei nodded happily: "Okay, Zhifei will be waiting for you here."

With that, the little guy obediently ran to the edge of the sofa and sat down cross-legged.

Wen Liang was extremely familiar with this place. He walked through the restaurant and headed straight for the kitchen.

Qi Zhifei looked in the direction that Wen Liang had left and grabbed onto his father's hair. "Old Qi, pretend to be drunk and be a hooligan."

Qi Ye who was lying on the bed opened his eyes, looked at his precious son, and asked: "Why did you come here?"

"Steward Qi said you called away all the servants in the house. I came back to catch the traitor. Let's see if you're looking for a stepmother for me. Hmph!" The little guy looked at Qi Ye with a serious expression on his proud and delicate face.

Qi Ye looked towards the direction of the kitchen and asked Little Devil King, "Your stepmother is currently cooking for you in the kitchen, are you happy?"

"Old Qi, why can't I let Mother know that I'm your son?" The little guy suddenly became serious.

Qi Ye rubbed the little guy's head and said, "Because your stepmother doesn't like me yet. What if she finds out that I have a burden, and despise me in the event that I do?"

"Old Qi, you say that I'm a burden, but it will be very hard for me to do so …" The little fellow looked at its father with a wronged expression before turning its head away.

This Ao Jiao's appearance was extremely warm and cold.

Breaking through the little guy's chubby cheeks, Qi Ye said: "When daddy becomes too old to walk in the future, I will also become your burden. This is very fair, what's there to be sad about?"

"Haha, when you're too old to walk in the future, I'll be able to drink." The little guy laughed so wildly.

"What?" Qi Ye frowned.

The little guy proudly said, "Even after drinking the wine, I will still act like a hooligan towards my mother, and let my mother kiss me."

Qi Ye tapped his precious son's forehead with his finger: "Kid, that's my wife."

"That's still my stepmother!" After Little Devil King finished speaking, he heard a warm voice from the dining hall: "Zhifei, how about you eat noodles?"

"Alright, alright!" Qi Zhifei reached out and slapped his father back onto the sofa.

Her warm gaze stayed on the little guy for a few more seconds, before she suddenly frowned. No wonder when she looked at the little guy, she had felt a sense of familiarity that was hard to put into words. Now, it seemed that Qi Ye and Zhifei … The features of these two people were surprisingly similar …