The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 208 Uncle, you can't do it.

She ignored him, staring at the ground, her little face wrinkled, pitiful.

"Sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that."

Still ignore.

"Little guy, can't you afford to lose?"

"You agreed to act with me, why did you shrink back?"

"Huh? Tell me, what are you afraid of."

Yan Qinggui pursed her lips, and glanced at his handsome face, "I don't want to talk to you, all you think about is how to eat me up."

The man chuckled, "Jiujiu, you're so smart."

"I want to go back, see you tomorrow, okay?"

He shook his head, "No, as long as you are in New Haven, you must be with me all the time."

She sighed, and lifted a rock to shoot herself in the foot, "But you are too dangerous, how about you sleep on the sofa?"

Seeing the anticipation in her bright eyes, Hei Xiyu raised his eyebrows, "No, didn't you say my quilt smells good? If you are obedient, I will tell you what brand it is."

Yan Qing seemed to think for a while, "It seems to make sense, that scent is very special, isn't it special?"

"Well, no."

"Well, anyway, your bed is so big, and I'm thin, so I can't take up much space."

Why does Hei Xiyu think she is so cute?

No wonder Yan Nanarmed made do with her so much, acting coquettishly, and talking nonsense with his fingers, it was really terrible.

"You are Jiujiu, not Jiuye, are you?"

She nodded, "Well, not here, but at the headquarters."

"I'm your man now, right?"

Yan Qingjiu stared at him, seemed to be thinking about how to answer, paused for a moment, "Well, here it is."

"So, I'll take you to the playground tomorrow, okay?"

Playground?
She only thought for a few seconds, "OK."

"You like me before, or me now."

This question is a proposition, so you have to think about it.

He used to be really ruffian, wearing earrings, and even ironing with tin foil, which has only become popular in recent years, it seems that this guy is still at the forefront of fashion.

Compared with Ye Qinglan back then, she was slightly better.

Now, all the childishness and ruffianism have disappeared, and what remains is an extraordinary calmness. In those deep pupils, there are hidden secrets that cannot be pryed into, mysterious and let people explore.

"When I was 17, I might have liked you at the age of 20, but now, I don't like that kind of immature man."

Hei Xiyu heard the answer he wanted to hear, and all the frost covering his face dissipated, "So, the current Jiujiu likes the current me, right?"

Yan Qingjue felt that there was nothing wrong with her, so she nodded subconsciously, "You can say that."

Then she saw Hei Xiyu's original expression again, and she always felt that something was wrong, "What are you laughing at?"

"Didn't you say you like me?"

She frowned her beautiful crescent eyebrows, "Is there any?"

"Have."

"Please, I'm answering your question seriously, what are you talking about?"

Hei Xiyu's smile deepened, "Little guy, why are Shanghai dialect popping up?"

"I don't care about you, I'm going to play games."

The man followed her footsteps and walked side by side with her, "What game, I'll take you."

Yan Qing rolled his eyes at him, "With your hand speed, let's go."

"Jiujiu, I have been single for 30 years, do you have any opinions?"

Damn, this guy is already thirty!
He didn't tell him that he didn't see it yet, and she didn't particularly count how old he was.

"Uncle, you can't do it, you are old, this is a game our children play."

The corner of Hei Xiyu's mouth twitched slightly, uncle?

"Jiujiu, are you sure you want to call it that?"

"Why, you can't, you are the uncle, and I, a little fairy, am only 17 years old."

She is indeed a little fairy, there is no doubt about it.

(End of this chapter)