First Lady

Chu Qiao only felt a fire burning in his forehead, and he suddenly had the feeling that he was being cuckolded.

He remembered that after Misha trampled him, he didn't say a word, ran away without even giving an explanation, just ran away, and he was still with Shao Zixi.

It's not good for Misha to get involved with anyone, why should she just get involved with that bastard Shao Zixi, no, he can't let them succeed.

Damn... thinking of this, Chu Qiao couldn't calm down, and wanted to kill... Shao Zixi.

Mi Sha, who was originally reluctant to hold Shao Zixi's arm, felt an inexplicable coldness and immediately withdrew her hand and rubbed her arm: "Why do I suddenly feel very cold, do you feel it?" [

Shao Zixi nodded: "A little bit, but the sun is pretty good today... Hey, don't take your arms back, what are you going to show her?"

"Cut..." Mi Sha gritted her teeth and gave him a hard look, then put her hand back angrily.She really wanted to punch this guy. His parents didn't know him.

"Don't look murderous, as if you are going to kill someone. Now that you have acted, act like it. If you help me this time, we will be cleared."

"...Got it, hurry up..."

Before Misha could finish her last word, a shadow appeared before her eyes, and bursts of sharp cold air came over her face, making her shiver involuntarily, raised her head stiffly, and then...suddenly opened her eyes wide, "Hi..."

"You...you, why are you here?"

Mi Sha's first reaction was to immediately take her hand away from Shao Zixi's arm, subconsciously not wanting to misunderstand Chu Qiao.

"If I'm not here, where else can I be? If I don't come today, how can I see you."

Chu Qiao looked at Misha with grief and indignation on his face, as soon as he opened his mouth, he sounded aggrieved as if he could cry.

If it were someone else, the appearance of a big man would definitely make people look down on him.

But Chu Qiao has a baby face with red lips and white teeth, with red eyes, slightly pale complexion, bitten lower lip that seems to bleed, and that trembling voice, no matter how you look at it, it is pitiful. People feel distressed.

Especially in the face of Misha, who was already guilty, it was even more lethal.

Misha didn't know whether it was distressed or guilty, she felt as if her heart had been hit hard by something, she didn't dare to look Chu Qiao directly in the eyes, and wanted to speak, but her throat couldn't make a sound...

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