Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 147 He tilted his head slightly

His whole body seemed to be on fire, and his blood surged violently.

He cursed at the beast, hurriedly looked away, and coughed: "Yiyi?"

Xiao Qingyi's misty peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, and Jiang Bei's heart was itching to see the streamer, and she asked, "Is uncle in there?"

As he got closer, Jiang Bei didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Qingyi.

Could it be that this little ancestor has become a spirit, and the spirit makes people want to take it for themselves.

Jiangbei's nasal cavity was a little hot, and a pair of eyes that had nowhere to rest finally fell on his round-toed leather shoes, but it only took a second to be sucked away by the other's tender ankles uncontrollably.

so white~
It looks tender and raw, so easy to touch~
"Uncle Jiang!"

The girl's doubtful voice interrupted the filth in Jiang Bei's mind. Jiang Bei cursed himself as a beast, coughed twice uncomfortably, and tried to calm down: "Oh, the eldest son... is inside..." After a pause, he explained, " However, the eldest son is talking about something very important..."

Xiao Qingyi puffed her cheeks, and said, "Then I... come later." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but suddenly tilted his head and asked Jiang Bei, "Uncle Jiang, do I look good?"

Jiang Bei was so frightened by Xiao Qingyi's small face that he suddenly approached him that his whole soul was about to fly. He stammered: "Okay...ok...look."

Xiao Qingyi bent his eyes: "Where does it look good?"

The tips of Jiang Bei's ears were red, and his eyes were flickering on Xiao Qingyi's body. After holding back for a long time, he squeezed out a few words: "Everywhere... looks good."

Xiao Qingyi touched his small face and was overjoyed: "Where is the best place?"

Jiang Bei felt that he might be played to death by this goblin. His heart beat faster, his tongue couldn't be straightened, and he kept stammering: "Everywhere is the best."

Xiao Qingyi giggled twice, stood upright again like a lady, and suddenly asked: "Then do you like me like this?"

Jiang Bei shook his head: "..." Ma De, I dare not like it, okay.

When he finished speaking, the babbling Kunqu opera in the wing room suddenly stopped, and Qin Huai's warm and faint voice came from inside, "Jiangbei?"

Jiang Bei pushed open the door with a sigh of relief, and walked inside: "Young Master?"

"see a visitor out."

Hearing the words, Jiang Bei stepped back respectfully, and nodded to Jiang Xiaolin who was being pushed out by Ah Wen in a wheelchair, "Fifth Lord, please."

The man is sick, with eyes hanging down lazily, and his body is sickly like a weak Liu Fufeng. He is obviously thin and not very strong, but he is casually cold and full of aggressiveness, and his aura is so strong that it is unbearable. underestimate.

He replied feebly, a gust of wind blew in, and he coughed heavily, he was out of breath, his cheeks were so radiant, it was so delicate that people couldn't bear it.

Jiang Bei felt fortunately that he was straight, otherwise something would definitely happen.

However, he still couldn't bear it, and asked, "Fifth Master, do you want water?"

Jiang Xiaolin didn't even lift his eyelids, he waved his hands, indicating no need, and signaled Ah Wen to leave.

Ah Wen was a quiet person, and pushed him without saying a word. When he was about to reach the door, a figure suddenly ran in from outside the door.

Because the other party was running, they blew past them like a gust of wind, and only had time to see her extremely beautiful eyes, like the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River, full of mist and glistening.

"Uncle~" The girl's voice has a touch of lazy sweetness, and an indescribable softness, like a clear spring in the mountains, which makes people's hearts soften.

Jiang Xiaolin's half-closed eyes slowly opened, signaling to Ah Wen behind him to stop.

(End of this chapter)