Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 3
Change him!

Change object!
——I want to poke him with a carrot every day

Ji Jiujiu never thought that he would be held in the hands of a mortal.

But she still can't beat him!

unacceptable!

Ji Jiujiu's breath was suffocated, and in a blink of an eye, a dazzling white light fell on the little girl's beautiful and fine black pupils. She looked at Fu Qi again, and suddenly felt a sore nose.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

She still wants to take this destined poor bastard on the road to riches, but this bastard doesn't even dare to spend money!

She went through untold hardships, and finally went through all the messy procedures and appeared in front of Fu Qi to help him change his poor life.

But he actually didn't lend a helping hand to a good-looking little God of Wealth who had no money, no power and no house!
He also tried to leave her alone in this ruined place.

The little girl sniffed.

Are all modern humans in the 21st century so heartless and ungrateful!
The more Ji Jiujiu thought about it, the more sad she felt. She even wanted to go back and let Yuelao look at the red line on her hand again, in case the old man got dazzled and made a mistake.

How could she meet someone who is so stingy and calls her a fool even if she disagrees with her?

She's going home, she's not playing anymore!

She wants to change the red line!
But before changing the red line, there is a very real problem.

The little girl thought for a while, her face was a bit tangled and bewildered.

How should she fly up now?
The kid who was still active just now looked up at the sky with a little melancholy, the young man froze, his slender and beautiful lips were lightly pursed, and suddenly he began to feel that his tone just now was not serious.

"Fu Qi," Ji Jiujiu thought for a while, and decided to go back to Yuelao first and then carefully check her marriage line. After all, she really couldn't accept that her destined husband was a vicious poor ghost!

"You generally... how do you go to heaven?"

"..."

Fu Qi's plain and good-looking eyebrows suddenly twitched faintly.

Just now this guy was silent for a long time, he thought this little fortune teller was angry.

I didn't expect to be thinking about this spoon-headed day-brain problem.

Fu Boqing and ungrateful big brother Qi didn't try to persuade others, but he vaguely felt that her tone seemed really sad, and he frowned recklessly, and after half a minute of silence, he turned his sideways eyes , the always indifferent look is a little bit complicated.

Even if she is a fool, then—"Don't overthink it."

Ji Jiujiu: "..."? ? ?
I'm not only cracked I want to fuck your radish fairy board.

Didn't he let her go home? Why can't I think about it!
Ji Jiujiu looked "Wow, you don't seem very smart", looked at him strangely, and took a few steps forward with his small hand holding the hem of his clothes.

Suddenly seeing a speeding car on the road, her attention was diverted, and the little girl pointed in the direction of the road with some novelty: "...that, can you send me to heaven?"

Fu Qi copied his pocket with one hand, and looked coldly and tiredly along the direction of Ji Jiujiu's fingers. His eyes narrowed, and his smooth and beautiful Adam's apple suddenly rolled.

"That can kill you."

Ji Tweet: "..."

Don't stop me.

I'm going to smack carrots all over your face today!

What kind of rabbit fuck thing was that old man Yuelao leading her!
The little girl was thin and small, but her face was fair and delicate, like an expensive porcelain doll, with a little soft baby fat on her cheeks.

The whole body is clean, even the hair accessories on the head are fluffy - except for the obvious unnatural tear mark on the skirt.

Fu Qi lowered his eyes casually, and looked at the cloth covering the wound on his palm.

Gee.

Isn't it just a meal?

At worst, he brushed the dishes there for two days.

... the little girl is so fucking in the way.

Ji · has always been disliked · Jiujiu is still in the same place, annoyed that the too long skirt is in the way, and the small hand is sliding the skirt to prevent it from being dragged around on the dirty ground. The next moment, she was caught The man grabbed the back collar.

Ji Jiujiu glanced at him: "..."

"Let's go," Fu Qi ignored her, touching his cheek with the tip of his tongue, "Go back to your house after dinner, I don't have money to blackmail you."

This little fortune teller is white and clean, his eyes are full of clarity of ignorance of worldly affairs, he has not experienced any suffering at first glance, he is a little kid who was spoiled and raised in a sugar bowl.

He can't afford it.

Fu Qi's well-articulated fingertips curled up, thinking of his miserable residence, his jaw tightened, his lines were smooth, and slightly sharp.

Half a second later, his expression suddenly darkened again, and he raised his eyelids a little irritable.

Hold.

He actually had the fucking idea of ​​raising her.

But in some respects, Fu Qi was right.

Relying on this face, Ji Jiujiu roams around the sky, eating, drinking and causing trouble everywhere. She is the youngest fairy so far. She has never suffered any grievances since she was a child, and her basic necessities are only second to Feng Qi. God, she could have continued to do evil in the sky leisurely, but...

Fu Qi's words made her suddenly remember the two big tasks on her body.

The little girl was stunned for a moment.

Happiness is theirs, my rabbit fairy has only one poor pending partner besides sadness!
The sudden grievance stretched Ji Jiujiu's stomach, and she touched her head, and then firmly chose the latter between strike and eat more.

Lose a carrot!
Ji Jiujiu patted his face, followed Fu Qi with a serious face, pushed the door open and entered.

The young man had just had a fight in the alley next to Huayi High School, his palms were bloody, his body was also dirty, his clear eyes were half-closed, they were pitch black, and he felt oppressed by the surging undercurrent.

The cuffs are folded up layer by layer.

This posture doesn't look like someone who came to eat, but rather like someone who came to mess things up.

Ji Jiujiu felt that if he was the manager of this restaurant, he would definitely be turned away.

In fact, the waiter at this restaurant thought so too.

The waiter stopped the boy from the door, and told him politely and apologetically that this is not the place for him to come, so he should go somewhere.

But in his eyes, it was obvious that he looked down on people.

Fu Qi didn't feel anything special, but Ji Jiujiu looked surprised. After two seconds, the surprise turned into anger. The little girl put her hands on her hips and stomped her feet angrily, but her face was serious: "What is your service purpose?"

The waiter looked puzzled, but looking at Ji Jiujiu's face that made people want to scratch him, he replied in a good voice: "The customer is God."

"As long as there is a consumer intention, it is a customer," Ji Jiujiu nodded with a serious face, his big eyes blinked, and he was a little aggrieved at the end, sniffing his nose, and said it as if it was true, "My brother is just It’s a brick mover on the construction site next door who supports me, you can’t just refuse him to be a customer just because he’s dirty!”

Fu Qi: ...

Fu Qi:? ? ?
Wait, dog rabbit, can you explain when I became a brick-and-mortar?

　Fu Qi: Even if I move bricks, I won’t support you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)