Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

Extra: Qiqi is in danger【6】

Thinking of what happened just now, he seemed to have a deep feeling for the feeling of a mother protecting her child because his mother protected him desperately back then.

After thinking about it, she said lightly: "I'm not sure, why should I run away? If I can't escape, I'm not afraid of punishment or suffering if I get caught again, but I'm afraid that my child won't be able to survive!"

She told the whole truth.

While talking, he paid attention to the expression of the purple-clothed sect master, and sure enough, there seemed to be a touch in his eyes again. [

Perhaps, this person is not as cold and heartless as he looks on the outside.

"You care about your child so much?" he asked slowly.

The voice was still so soft and cold, but Su Qiqi was no longer so scared.

A person with emotions and reason is not scary.

"This is my child, how could I not care about it? It's a piece of my body!" Su Qiqi said with a smile, her eyes turned to her lower abdomen, and softened.

"No wonder Li Qiaobai and Ye Wuyan both fell in love with you, you are a good woman!" said the owner of the purple-clothed sect suddenly.

Su Qiqi smiled wryly without words: "There are so many good women in the world, but which parent doesn't love their children!"

"No, there are too few parents in the world who truly love their children!" The head of the purple-clothed sect yelled when he heard Su Qiqi's words.

"That's not necessarily true! I've seen many parents who love their children so much!" Su Qiqi insisted.

There are indeed parents in the world who do not love their children, but those are only a minority, most people still love their children.

Although she was born as an orphan, she never thought that her parents were bad people.

Because the parents she met were all good parents, and they cared for their children as if they were their hearts and minds.

"If you don't want to ask for trouble, don't insist on this topic with me!" The purple-clothed sect master suddenly shouted.

Hearing his roar, Su Qiqi fell silent, she didn't say anything, she didn't intend to provoke him, after all, Ziyimen's master practiced magic skills like that, and his heart must be more or less bloody.

What he would do if he angered him was not something she could predict.

"I don't want to ask for trouble, but I'm hungry!" she said sweetly.

"Why aren't you afraid of me at all?" The owner of the Purple Clothes Sect couldn't help laughing when he heard her words. Is there such a prisoner?

He was caught, but he was not afraid at all, and he was still thinking about eating.

What does she see herself as?Seen as a guest? [

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Su Qiqi asked with a chuckle.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" He asked coldly, with a pair of eyes, deliberately pretending to be very fierce.

But she smiled more and more calmly: "If you wanted to kill me, you would have killed me long ago. Why did you bring me here? And in other words, I'm just afraid, so what can I do? Isn't it impossible to escape?" Why not be a good prisoner in peace, eat well, feed your son well, and wait for the rescuers to come!"

"Your mentality is really good to the extreme!"

Hearing her words, the purple-clothed sect master couldn't help but smile.

I really think she is a very special person.

When we first met, I thought she was as cunning as a fox.

When we meet now, this feeling is even deeper.

But this fox is easy for people to have a good impression of.