Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1171 Hooligan, you are playing hooligan!
"Don't pinch me, I'm right, you're just old." Ye Jiaqi stared at his face, and pointed to the cabinet with his little white hand, "That's the evidence, do you understand the evidence?"

She was drunk and her face was flushed.

Her capacity for drinking was not good in the first place, and the wine she just drank is now full of strength.

Josnian frowned and looked along her hand.

Only then did he realize that her bedroom had been turned into a mess by her, as if a thief had entered it.

Looking away, he realized what she was referring to.

She turned out the suit he had pressed in the cabinet.

He bought it for her business, but now it's her capital to laugh at him.

Ye Jiaqi was overjoyed, and looked at him with a smile: "There's nothing to say, you're old, otherwise you wouldn't be able to use it up for a year. Old man, I can't do it, old man, I can't do it..."

Josnian was really angry.

"Can I do it, you don't know? Huh?" Josnian looked at her.

"Poor memory, useless, bad temper..." Ye Jiaqi scolded him as if he hadn't heard what he said.

If he wasn't very interested right now, he really wanted to show her what it meant to be "too bad".

That's why Ye Jiaqi dared to say that he couldn't do it in front of him.

"Poor memory, useless, big temper..." She was still pouting at him like a jingle.

"Ye Jiaqi, you're really capable." Josnian had nothing to do with her, "If I bully you, you'll cry again later."

"You will bully me too, I'm easy to bully. Isn't it just talking about your shortcomings..."

"Short or not, you don't know?"

"Rogue, you're playing a hooligan! Shameless..." Ye Jiaqi was taken advantage of, and his fists rained down on his chest, angry.

Her eyes were blurry, but she could still see Josnian clearly.

Fist hit his chest, he grunted and frowned.

The chest injury has not healed yet.

He grabbed her fist and pulled her into his arms, wrapping his hands around her waist.

Ye Jiaqi bumped into his hard chest and rubbed his little head: "It hurts."

"It hurts? Only when it hurts will my memory grow." Josnian reached out and rubbed her twice.

Ye Jiaqi, who was drunk, did not reject him subconsciously, because the familiar aura on him was what she had relied on the most.

She moved her little head and rubbed against his nightgown twice, like a sleepy kitten.

I almost yelled "meow meow" at him twice.

The way she rubbed against him was very interesting, and the corners of Josnian's lips could not help but twitch.

"Would you like to drink next time? Do you dare to light a cigarette?" Josnian's big hand patted her buttocks.

"You're shameless." Ye Jiaqi moved his body, "Drink, order."

"I don't have a long memory." Josnian seemed to have nothing to do with her, unless he saw it himself, there was nothing he could do.

"I just don't have a long memory. Are you angry? It's right to be angry. If I am angry, you should also be angry. We will be even."

She raised her face and squinted at him.

"Josnian, I've been very angry these two days, do you know that I'm very angry?"

"What do you call me?"

"Josnian!" She raised her voice and gritted her teeth!
"Change your name." Ye Jiaqi, who was drunk, let Josnian bully him.

"Joe...bad guy? Joe...rogue? Joe...uncle?"

"..."

Seeing his face change, Ye Jiaqi giggled, "What do you like me to call you?"

　(Have you been sweetened...→_→)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)