The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 272 My territory, listen to me (12)

What Yan Zimo said was right, if he didn't set some rules for him, he really thought that he could do a job with ease among the flowers and weeds at home, and when he got home, he could live in peace with a smile on his face?

Qu Qingge pursed her lips, frowned, and said to Wen Qiyang who was full of doubts: "You are going in the wrong direction, where is your direction—" She pointed to the door, and answered confidently: "I You don't want to run away from home, it's you who should run away."

After finishing speaking, she walked slowly to the sofa, threw off her slippers, and I started to fiddle with my fingers while I was on the sofa.

"Qingge—"

Wen Qiyang was stunned for a moment.

He was fine just now, but when he turned his face, Wen Qiyang looked down at the trolley case in his hand. Could it be that this little woman had already helped him prepare his luggage, and was just waiting to drive him out?He wondered what made her unhappy, but before he could figure it out, he heard some yin and yang voice with sour taste floating out of her mouth again.

"There is a change of clothes in the box. I advise you to change the clothes on your body as soon as possible. The smell is terrible."

"If you want to be a fox, you must first learn how to hide your tail. Don't you want me to wipe your mouth after eating outside?"

Wen Qiyang was a little confused about the other words, but she said that his body smelled terrible, so he subconsciously sniffed the clothes, and this time he really found that there was a scent of women's perfume on his neckline.

He secretly scolded Cai Ling for nothing, why use such a heavy perfume, and scolded himself for his carelessness.

No wonder she suddenly said these two sentences, she dared to ridicule him for going out to steal something and causing trouble all over again.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought again why this girl has such a sharp nose and eyes, either she saw the lipstick on the neckline, or she smelled the perfume on her body.

Wen Qiyang pursed his lips, thinking about what he should explain, and hurriedly ran to the sofa. As soon as he stopped, he saw Qu Qingge nestled on it again with his bare feet. Seeing him coming, he snorted, even his eyelids Too lazy to lift it.

Seeing her sloppy, imperative appearance, Wen Qiyang swallowed his explanation as soon as it reached his mouth, but pretended to be very innocent, so he yelled: "Qingge——"

Qu Qingge directly ignored his softness, stood up from the sofa, walked in front of him, grinned at him, then patted the thing on his palm on his shoulder, and said with curled lips:
"Get out of here with your booty."

Wen Qiyang didn't see what Qu Qingge threw at him, but felt itchy neck, so he stretched out his hand and scratched it randomly, and then saw a red curly hair fluttering down from his shoulder, lying on the white marble The tiles are more and more conspicuous.

Qu Qingge looked at him quietly for a while, said something, and was arrested. Seeing him standing there speechless in astonishment, he thought the same thing, stood up from the sofa, twisted Walking to the door with the hem of the skirt, bending over and smiling, he made a gesture of congratulations.

Wen Qiyang was a little stunned by her series of actions. After thinking about it, he finally understood what kind of temper Qu Qingge was having. Then he didn't even have a chance to explain when he saw Qu Qingge running from the door When he came back, he picked up his trolley case, glared at Wen Qiyang, and said:

"You like it here, don't you? If you like it, just stay here, I'll go—"

Wen Qiyang originally wanted to play tricks, but he didn't expect that Qu Qingge would get ahead of him and squirm, puffing up his cheeks angrily, serious and fierce, not like joking at all.

(End of this chapter)