Full service dog abuse

Chapter 383 Barely barely ②

The tempting aroma of spicy strips, as well as the appetizing spicy taste, drifted slowly from Qing Ziqi's window to the thin stringed window.

In addition, Qing Ziqi is fair and cute, a small one, holding a pack of spicy strips, and her pink lips have turned into red lips because of eating spicy strips.

And she looks cute when she eats, it seems that what she is eating at this time is not a pack of ordinary spicy sticks that only cost [-] cents, but some delicacies from mountains and seas.

Seeing this, Bo Xian, who hadn't eaten all day, felt hungry.

Involuntarily asked: "What are you eating?"

"Spicy sticks." Qing Ziqi blinked her eyes, her eyelashes curled up, thick and long.

"Junk food, eat less." As soon as he heard it was spicy strips, Bo Xian lost interest.

Although Latiao is junk food, but you can see it clearly, Qing Ziqi loves her Latiao so much, how can you let Latiao be bullied by Bo Xian's words, immediately upset, stretched out his hand and handed Latiao: "But it's delicious! Don't believe it You taste it, it’s guaranteed to be so delicious that your tongue wants to swallow it.”

Hugging her chest, Bo Xian didn't care.

"Then are you thirsty?" Qing Ziqi asked concerned.

"Not thirsty." How could it be possible not to be thirsty? I haven't drank water all day, and there is no water in the room. I haven't left the room all day. Bo Xian feels that she is dying of thirst.

But in the first sentence, he just mentioned Qing Ziqi's eating spicy strips, and in the second sentence, if he said that he was thirsty and drank the water Qing Ziqi handed him, Bo Xian said that he didn't want to lose face.

"Oh." Silently took another mouthful of spicy noodles, Qing Ziqi said again: "Then are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Goo-"

The slap in the face was quick, and as soon as Bo Xian said that he was not hungry, his stomach started to thunder.

And the sound is still very loud, one after another.

Immediately, the picture was a bit awkward, Qing Ziqi was still about to deliver spicy sticks to his mouth.

The two of you look at me, I look at you, one is embarrassed, the other is confused, they stared at each other for a while, Qing Ziqi stretched out the spicy stick in his hand again: "Godmother said you haven't eaten all day, why don't you eat something?" Right. And children who don’t eat won’t grow taller, so don’t cry when I’m taller than you.”

"You're a dwarf, it's impossible to be taller than me." Bo Xian said lightly, but when he saw the packet of spicy strips that Qing Ziqi handed over, he still swallowed involuntarily.

"You're the dwarf!" Qing Ziqi retorted, and then said: "Are you going to eat or not?"

"Barely try it." Bo Xian said, stretching out his hand calmly, but Qing Ziqi's hand is too short, and he is also small at this time, and his hand is not long, so he can't reach it at all.

The little short hand scratched through the tens of centimeters of air, and the scene was once embarrassing.

Seeing that she couldn't catch it, Bo Xian quickly withdrew her hand, stood in front of the window with her head bowed, her face was a little red.

Not shy, but annoyed.

Qing Ziqi pursed her lips, saw the broom she had just used to poke the thin-stringed window lying on the side, picked up the broom, put the spicy stick on the broom and passed it over.

Bo Xian was completely stunned by this operation, his eyes widened, he took the spicy stick in a daze, and took a bite under Qing Ziqi's expectant eyes.

"Is it delicious?" Qing Ziqi asked.

"So-so." Bo Xian said against his will.

The mouth says it tastes like that, but people eat it with relish.

Qing Ziqi thought that Bo Xian hadn't drank water all day, and looked at the table that there was still water in his cup, so he picked it up, continued to put it on the broom, and pushed towards Bo Xian through the window.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Qing Ziqi's inhuman operation, Bo Xian was still curious.

"I'll bring you water." Qing Ziqi said, holding the other end of the broom vigorously with his small hand, gritting his teeth, but this time the gift was a water glass, which was still made of ceramics, filled with water, and the weight was like spicy sticks. Totally incomparable.

Moreover, Qing Ziqi was young, so his strength was also weak, and when he was about to send it to Bo Xian, he fell down with a bang.

(End of this chapter)