Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 87 You're not teasing me, are you?

Hmm - Gu Qianyi felt that something was suddenly stuffed into her mouth, her brows were slightly frowned, and her closed eyes slowly opened.

"Why are you standing there? Bite off the steak." An Zihao looked at Gu Qianyi and said coldly.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, looking at the silver fork in her mouth, a trace of embarrassment quickly flashed across her face.She nodded quickly and bit off the steak on the silver fork.

An Zihao picked up the metal knife again and lightly cut the steak. Gu Qianyi in his peripheral vision was chewing the steak in his mouth happily, with an expression of about to ascend to heaven.

"Open your mouth." An Zihao raised the silver fork that had already forked the steak again, looked at Gu Qianyi in front of him and said coldly.

Gu Qianyi leaned towards An Zihao without any hesitation, and bit off the steak on the silver fork in one bite: "Poisonous tongue man, why did you cut it up for me and feed it to me? You can't be - flirting with me, are you?" ?”

The silver fork that An Zihao raised was about to reach Gu Qianyi's mouth, but he quickly retracted it, so fast that it was impossible to grasp it.

Gu Qianyi opened his mouth and bit it, but it came to nothing.

"What did you just say?" An Zihao looked at Gu Qianyi, intentionally or unintentionally, shaking the silver fork with a piece of steak in his hand.

Gu Qianyi's big eyeballs moved in the direction of the silver fork in An Zihao's hand, looking quite hopeless.

"I said, are you flirting with me?" Gu Qianyi narrowed her eyes, and pointed to the silver fork in An Zihao's hand, "I can eat it now, right?"

An Zihao slowly leaned against the expensive mahogany table, and after spinning the silver fork three times in the air, he slowly pushed it into his mouth.

Gu Qianyi stared at An Zihao with wide eyes, and instantly jumped up from the chair: "Poison tongue, you actually eat my steak?!"

"Since when is this steak yours?" An Zihao put down the silver fork and put another piece of steak on it.

Gu Qianyi pursed her lips and snorted coldly: "You teased me just now, but now you turn your back on me, men are really scary."

An Zihao handed the silver fork to Gu Qianyi's lips, but his cold voice was surprisingly not annoying: "Open your mouth."

Gu Qianyi folded her arms around her chest and snorted coldly, her head was raised high, her lips were tightly closed, and she looked arrogant.

"You really don't want to eat?" An Zihao narrowed his eyes, and deliberately moved the silver fork in his hand from Gu Qianyi's lips to her nose and eyes.

Gu Qianyi's eyeballs started to follow the direction of the steak again, she gritted her teeth, and finally took the initiative to bite the steak in front of her.

She chewed the steak in her mouth with a happy face, and nodded in satisfaction when she saw An Zihao's elegant movement of cutting the steak.

"Poison tongue man, the woman who marries you in the future will be very happy."

An Zihao cut the remaining half of the steak before putting down the knife and fork in his hand: "You kept saying that I was flirting with you?"

Gu Qianyi raised her head and smiled lightly: "That's right."

"I'm not flirting with a woman, but a pig, or a pig." An Zihao nodded seriously, as if what he said was true.

Gu Qianyi paused slightly, and his face was filled with anger in an instant: "Poisonous tongue, what are you talking about?! You say I'm a pig?!"

"Is not it?"

"I am a pig……"

"Well, quite consciously."

"Fuck you, if I were a pig, then you still use the silver fork I just ate!"

　
(End of this chapter)