Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 92 I can give you what you want, and I will try my best to give you what you can't afford

Ji Jiujiu stood upright. She lowered her eyes slightly and stared at the other party, not intending to pick up the bank card.

Fu Qi's jaw was tense, and he looked straight at her calmly. There seemed to be a deep whirlpool hidden in his dark eyes, and there was a dark shadow in the eye socket.

"Chirp."

The boy licked the tip of his teeth, his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of unknown emotion, his voice was hoarse, and his breathing was still a little heavy.

"I don't need you to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt. Since you have come to my side, Fu Qi, I have no fucking reason to let you go out to make money."

His slender fingertips are slightly curled up, his joints are slightly cold white, his expression is still calm, and he uses fierce words, but the swear words coming out of his mouth now are not as cruel as usual.

He stared at her.

Under the not-so-bright light, his eyes were imperceptibly red.

"I admit that I am not a rich man, but I can give you whatever you want."

"If I can't afford it, I will try my best to give it to you."

Fu Qi seemed extremely exhausted, his hoarse voice was filled with deep tiredness, and the broken hair on his forehead half covered his eyes.

As soon as his voice fell to the ground, mixed with the bloody smell in the air, it was like countless tiny needles coming towards her, piercing one of her hearts, all of which were swollen and glowing. pain.

The girl suddenly raised her face slightly, her eyes subconsciously looked up.

The bottom of the beautiful and clear eyes was full of water, and the places within sight gradually became blurred.

She took a deep breath.

He was obviously angry and didn't respond to him.

He just sat down beside him with his eyes downcast, clasping the corner of the young man's clothes with his snow-white fingertips, and lifted his sweater with a not-so-gentle movement.

The first thing to look at is the boy's waist, which is white and firm.

The lower abdomen has clear texture, smooth and beautiful lines, but the fly in the ointment is that there are large bruises embedded in it.

She looked away almost subconsciously.

"You're hurt."

She tried her best to be calm, and didn't want Fu Qi to hear that something was wrong with her, but her voice couldn't be concealed, and she still choked up unintentionally.

The eyelids were half covered, and the mist lingering in the bottom of the eyes rose, Ji Jiujiu pursed his lips, and his thoughts were in a mess.

What are you crying for?

There's nothing to cry about.

She has something to be afraid of.

If something really happened to Fu Qi, as long as he didn't die because of love, it wouldn't count as a failure of her mission.

So what is she afraid of?
Are you afraid that Fu Qi won't be able to come back?

Ji Jiujiu tried to comfort himself in his mind while checking his injury.

But the more comforted I was, the more ferocious the tears fell.

One by one, the big ones were smashed down.

There was silence between the two of them, and when Ji Jiujiu's tears fell from his eyes, they happened to land on Fu Qi's black sweater.

In a small dark imprint.

She viciously wiped more and more tears with the back of her hand, gritted her teeth, raised her eyes, and glared at him with a fierce expression as if to cover up.

"..."

Cub species.

Look at a hammer.

Have you ever seen a beautiful woman cry?

Fu Qi saw that the bloody wound had already been bandaged by himself, but Ji Jiujiu looked at the bloodstain through the gauze and was still shocked.

I want to just wave my hand and hurt him the most.

But before she could take action, the boy's palm came down and wrapped her slightly cold hand.

The flirtatious young man seemed to be trying to coax her, showing a light and nice smile, the other rough fingertip gently rubbed against the other's tender cheek, his pale lips were lightly lifted, he snorted, "I'm not that delicate."

"You're not fucking squeamish."

This dog is more than a lack of something in the brain!
Ji Jiujiu suddenly lost his temper, his small face was serious, the corners of his lips were pursed, and the softness of being coquettish and cute was no longer seen in the bottom of his eyes, "Of course you are not squeamish, Fu Qi, do you have a brain, have you ever thought that if you Where can I find you if something happens? If you don’t answer your WeChat or answer your phone calls, you’re trying to make me anxious..."

This guy can't be coaxed well, and there is even a tendency to shed more and more tears, but she can be fierce.

The little girl dropped the golden peas while getting angry, her posture was really big.

Fu Qi was so old that he was a little overwhelmed.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and when he heard the little girl yelling at him, he suddenly realized that this rabbit was never scared, even though it was commonplace for him now, no matter how much he got used to it, no matter how much it hurt. to no sense...

——Ji Jiujiu will also be frightened.

"Jiujiu, okay, let's stop crying." Fu Qi leaned forward, restrained his temper, and coaxed her in a good voice, but it is a pity that he, Mr. Fu, has been alive for eighteen years and has never coaxed the girl.

Therefore, the posture is a little awkward.

"Aren't you afraid that I will die?"

The boy's slender finger bones gently supported Ji Jiujiu's head, and gently pressed the little girl's head to his heart. He raised his other hand, smoothed her hair as if to comfort her, and pulled her closer to him. .

——Aren’t you afraid that I will die?

Fu Qi patted the little girl's head softly, his voice was deep and hoarse, revealing obvious tugging.

"Dead or not, you listen to yourself."

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Is it something that girls especially love to turn over old accounts?
Ji Jiujiu doesn't know, but Ji Jiujiu will turn over old scores.

Early the next morning, Ji Jiujiu grabbed Fu Qi and threw him to the hospital for a check-up. After spending two or three thousand yuan, he got a bottle of iodophor, a bag of cotton swabs, and the doctor's words "return Rest well at home."

After coming out of the hospital, Ji Jiujiu started to look cold, turned around directly, went in front of Fu Qi, and looked at him face to face.

"Yesterday," the little girl said in a tense tone, obviously still angry, "why did you go?"

Fu Qi licked his lips: "..."

After thinking for two seconds, I decided to tell her directly.

He said, "The bank card I gave you yesterday contained 9 yuan, which was earned by me being hired to fight yesterday."

Avoid the heavy and do the light.

He was indeed hired to fight.

The places you don't go are more dangerous.

A certain person who was playing black boxing underground was suddenly unable to go due to an urgent matter, so the other party found him and promised that if he won the match, the prize money would go to Fu Qi, and he would pay an additional 3 yuan; if he lost, it didn’t matter, he would still pay Give Fu Qi 3 yuan.

"Do you remember what you promised me?" Ji Jiujiu still had a stern face, but his voice softened obviously, "You promised me that you would never make money from fighting again!"

Fu Qi frowned, and reluctantly lowered his noble head: "Yes..."

He knew he had promised her.

But yesterday did take a toll on his ego.

The young man is young and vigorous, and he wants to prove to Ji Jiujiu——

He, Fu Qi, doesn't need her to go out and make money.

It’s good for a little girl to watch cartoons at home, eat snacks and browse a certain treasure, just like this little fool, won’t she make a mistake when she goes out to make money?
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It's been up all night, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to break it for a while

(End of this chapter)