The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 309

Ji Shaoyi raised his eyebrows unconvinced: "So?"

Lang Qiao stroked his eyebrows, leaned over to his eyelids, and kissed him lightly. Even his voice, which was always as cold as frost and snow, melted a little, and said softly: "So..."

"In order to prevent me from disliking you, let's make up for a while."

He was busy taking care of her along the way, giving her water when she was thirsty, and snacks when she was hungry, for fear that she would be wronged somewhere.

But he himself couldn't even make up for a full sleep.

Although Lang Qiao didn't say anything, he still cared about it in his heart.

She can't just enjoy his kindness unilaterally, she also wants to give him the same love back when he loves her in every possible way.

After all, love is never about one person.

Ji Shaoyi didn't expect that she went around in a big circle with disgust and goodwill, just wanting to coax him to catch up on sleep for a while.

Immediately, she obediently leaned on Lang Qiao's shoulder, and said with relief and emotion: "I have made progress, and I know that I love my husband."

Lang Qiao's ears turned red when he praised him, and he pretended to push him.

But he grabbed his hand by the way, put it on his lips and pecked lightly, with a little smile in his dark eyes, just like a child who stole candy, he began to make an inch of it: "Can't sleep, People want to listen to Lang Junjun telling stories~"

Lang Qiao: "..." Are ghost stories okay?
Even thinking about it, I don't think so.

Seeing her family's annoying little goblin start crying, crying, and messing around without hearing the story, Lang Qiao had to clear her throat, recalling the things Lang Yan told her before going to bed when she was a child relying on her honesty. short story.

It was said to be a bedtime story, but it was actually crushing the IQ of a three-year-old girl!
Thinking of this, Lang Qiao couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Ji Shaoyi, thinking that her Captain Ji is already in college and doesn't even understand the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage. This IQ should not be three years old...

After thinking about it like this, Lang Qiao immediately became more confident, and said in an unhurried tone: "Once upon a time, there was a dragon king who wanted to choose a son-in-law, and one of the criteria was that he must weigh 90 catties. There was a big turtle who applied for the job. I checked the scale and found that I was only 89 Jin."

"The big turtle left sadly. When I met two little shrimps, they said that as long as they hid in their ears, it would be enough for 90 catties. The big turtle did as it was, but the Dragon King asked it in wonder, why did it suddenly gain a catty?"

Ji Shaoyi lay on her shoulders like a giant dog, and he didn't forget to agree when he heard the rise: "Yes, yes, why is there a catty suddenly?"

"At this time, the little shrimps fell out of the big turtle's ears, and the Dragon King was even more puzzled, and asked why they got into other people's ears." Speaking of this, Lang Qiao did not forget to imitate the way Lang Yan used to trick her, He smiled mysteriously and said, "Guess what Xiao Xiami said?"

Ji · No IQ at all · Ruthless echo machine · Silly Baitian · Shaoyi: "How to say?"

Lang Qiao: "I'm telling a story to bastard."

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

After being stunned for a full two seconds, he suddenly widened his eyes and said with disbelief, "You scolded me?"

"No." Lang Qiao's upturned lips almost floated into the sky, but he was still rubbing his dog's head with his hand, and smoothed his hair one after another: "I'm just telling you about bastards. s story."

Maybe it's because her serious face is so bluffing that Ji Shaoyi really believed her evil, rubbing her hairy head coquettishly against her hand and saying: "This one doesn't sound good, let's change it. "

And Lang Qiao, who became interested, was also very talkative, so he nodded immediately and said, "Then let's tell a story about a white horse."

Anyway, the number of times she was tricked when she was a child can't be counted on both hands, and the little stories of routine people are almost open.

"Once upon a time there was a very expensive white horse, which most people could not ride..." Lang Qiao paused at this point, looked down at him and said, "But you can ride it."

Ji Shaoyi was flattered: "Why? Because I am your Prince Charming?"

"No." Lang Qiao said with a blank expression, "Because a piggy deserves to be ridden."

Ji·Prince Charming·Shaoyi: "???" I'm autistic.

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He took a deep breath, resisting the urge to break up for a second and said, "Can we change the theme of the story? Stop talking about animals."

Those animals always made him feel offended!
Lang Qiao pinched his chin and pondered for a while, and then thought of a non-animal theme: "After one of the nine knives is taken away, how many are left?"

The moment he heard this question, Ji Shaoyi became vigilant, but he repeated the question several times, but he didn't notice any traps, so he could only honestly say: "Eight."

In the next second, he felt his head sinking.

Lang Qiao rubbed his dog's head with a smile, "My dear son, Dad is here."

Ji Shaoyi: "???" After sleeping for such a fucking long time, you still want to be my father?

He closed himself.

As soon as his IQ was blown out, he put on the blindfold, leaned back on the seat back as if his heart was ashes, and said ruthlessly: "Catch up on sleep, goodbye."

And Lang Qiao obviously found the pleasure of crushing people from him, and as soon as he lifted his blindfold, he shook his arm coquettishly: "Play for a while."

"Stop playing." Ji Shaoyi wiped away his tears artificially, and began to accuse her of evil deeds: "You bully me! What's wrong with me exchanging half of my IQ for my beauty? Why do you want to use the name of storytelling?" Curse me obliquely?"

Lang Qiao: "..." God damn it, exchange half of IQ for beauty.

I suspect that you are boasting about your good looks in different ways, but I have no proof!
Lang Qiao was so hurt by his yelling, so she reached out and pulled off Ji Shaoyi's blindfold, and said with a blank expression: "You should catch up on sleep."

Big deal, she went to QQ to find counselor to play with.

With Gu Congxin's IQ, which can't even beat Ji Shaoyi, it must be easier to deceive.

"I don't!" Ji Shao flicked the blindfold, and he refused to let her go easily: "Unless you also play with me once."

"What are you playing?" Lang Qiao blinked his big black eyes, and his innocent face made people think of Rua.

Ji Shao pushed on the car window with one hand, and gave her a window dong, and then his dark eyes rolled slyly, and he opened his mouth with a routine: "Son, husband, grandpa, which one is not related to you by blood?"

Lang Qiao snorted coldly, thinking, is there even a need to ask?
She breathed a sigh of relief as if facing a formidable enemy, and said without hesitation: "Husband!"

In the next second, she saw the sullen person in front of her smile and bend her eyes, and her thin lips with a smile moved closer. After touching her lips and leaving, she responded softly: "Hey, my husband is here!" .”

Lang Qiao: "..." Childish, not sober, but that's all.

For some straight girls, the bullet screen in their hearts frantically brushes Li Zeyan three times, but the blush on their cheeks has already flooded.

(End of this chapter)