The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 337

After speaking, Keigo Atobe shook the bag in his hand, as if to prove his words.

"You two colluded to lie to me?" Qingqian glared at Keigo Atobe angrily, "It was Yushi Ninzu who sent me a message just now!"

"He didn't participate this time," Atobe Keigo chuckled, "Shuiqing's account has been my uncle from the beginning to the end."

"Then you are still framing me!" He stepped on the instep of Keigo Atobe with a light breath.

The back of Atobe Jingwu's feet was numb with pain, and he really didn't spare any sympathy when he kicked his feet lightly.

"I'm so mad." Qingqian took a few deep breaths, turned around and slammed the door, not wanting to see this person again.

It's just that the expected door closing sound didn't sound, Qingqian turned her head in doubt, and saw a slender hand caught in the crack of the door.

"Are you crazy?!" Qingqian hurriedly opened the door: "Are you out of your mind, why did you stick your hand in?"

"Don't close the door in a hurry, I just want to talk to you." Keigo Atobe still blocked the door with his hand, and he got a little closer. My veins are throbbing.

"Have you been drinking?" Qingqian covered her nose, frowned, remembering that Keigo Atobe didn't come to study at night today, he should have gone out to socialize, after all, he was slowly taking charge of the company.

"Drink a little." Naturally, it is impossible to talk about business without drinking, but he didn't drink much, and now he can only smell it when he is close.

"Did it catch you?" He just frowned lightly, and subconsciously moved a little further away.

"It's okay," Qingqian shook her head: "Is there anything else you can do?"

"My uncle brought you supper." Keigo Atobe shook the bag in his hand again.

"No need, I cooked the meals myself." Qingqian shook her head.

"Can I eat it?" Atobe Keigo looked into the room expectantly. He hadn't eaten Qingqian's dishes for a long time.

"What do you think?" Qingqian asked with a smile.

"But I brought it for you too," Atobe Keigo lowered his head: "And I've been hearing that you bought a new apartment, can you let me have a look?"

Why does Qingqian feel that Keigo Atobe is a bit pitiful at this time?Looking at his hand on the door frame, the fingers that used to have sharp knuckles now have a whole red and swollen mark with bruises on it. It looks very scary, and it can be seen that the strength she just closed the door was definitely not light.

After all, this can be regarded as an accidental injury by himself, so let's help him deal with the injury. This is also some distance away from Atobe's house, so we can't let him go back and deal with it.

After a lot of ideological struggle, Qingqian finally let go.

"Then come in, I'll treat your wound." Qingqian stepped aside a little.

"Thank you Qingqian." Atobe Keigo's eyes lit up, and he entered the door with a smile.

Qingqian stood by the door expressionlessly, hehe, why do I feel like I was cheated again?
After entering the room, Keigo Atobe sat on the sofa consciously, and put the bag in his hand on the coffee table.

He looked around for a while, hey, this Chinese-style style, I heard that Qingqian designed it himself, and sure enough, the person he likes has excellent vision.

His eyes were on the steaming soup and rice on the dining table again. Looking at the delicious food, Keigo Atobe's stomach was a little hungry.

Qingqian glanced at him, then turned and went to the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)