Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 95 Hold if you want (2)+ Kids, have you ever been in a relationship?

Fu Qi subconsciously protected Ji Jiujiu, preventing her from meeting Chen Zhilan's eyes.

He has raised her for so long, and pampered her into her current squeamish temperament, not to let her come out to suffer from this inexplicable anger.

Fu Shouheng was afraid of the people around them who were pointing fingers at them, so he endured it and didn't say anything harsh, but Chen Zhilan looked at Fu Qi gloomyly for several seconds before trying to calm down the anger in his heart.

Fu Shouheng's car seemed to be running away, and quickly disappeared from Fu Qi's sight.

There was no follow-up to the matter, and the melon-eating crowd spontaneously dispersed.

Take a walk when you should take a walk, and continue to knock the melon seeds if you haven't finished knocking the melon seeds.

"..."

The young man's expression was indifferent, and his fingertips lightly rested on the top of Ji Jiujiu's fluffy hair, rubbing it gently with strength.

"They're gone, do you still want to stay in my arms?"

The little girl hugged Fu Qi's waist consciously, and rubbed her small face. On the one hand, it came from her instinct to push forward, and on the other hand, she felt uncomfortable. Only by hugging Fu Qi, would she feel a little better .

So Ji Jiujiu acted softly and coquettishly: "I want to hug."

The boy lowered his head.

The thick eyelashes drooped, a light blue silhouette fell on the eye sockets, and a warm smile gradually appeared in the dull and cold pupils. He was silent for a while, and kindly asked her to hug her for another 2 minutes.

He noticed that the fingertips of the two were still clasped.

This guy's hand is as small as hers, white and soft, the small one feels as soft as tofu in the palm, because of the hot sun hanging above her head, her palm has soaked a thin layer of dense beads of sweat.The boy's rough fingertips lightly twisted on the back of the opponent's hand, and the slender fingertips quietly held her.

He should have pushed people away impatiently.

Frowning again, he withdrew his hand coldly.

It's not uncommon for this kind of girls to throw themselves into their arms, but in comparison, Ji Jiujiu is much more straightforward than those ghost routines of pretending to wrestle. He is willing to let her hold him, and he is also willing to let her lead him.

When the little girl rushed forward softly, he didn't feel annoyed at all. He even felt that after the little guy rushed forward, the impatience and hostility he had pent up all day disappeared in an instant. Rabbit ears, looking at him, he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

little by little.

Sink slowly.

From the soft-hearted approach at the first sight, to the ghostly take her home at the second sight, since then, the three words "Ji Jiujiu" have become his exception.

Before meeting her, Fu Qi had thought about what kind of girl he would like; after meeting her, his principles, all his rules and regulations, collapsed and shattered bit by bit.

He would feel at a loss for crying because of this little girl.

Before making any decision, consider her first.

He didn't let her go out to work part-time, firstly because of the self-esteem of boys, and secondly because he was reluctant.

Yes, he was reluctant.

Ji Jiujiu is squeamish and loves to cry, he has no other choice but to pamper her.Thinking about it in another direction, why should the little girl Pianzi, who is even favored by his boss Fu Wuqing, have to suffer the grievances from the society so early.

"kid."

Fu Qi was silent for a long time, and heard himself laughing lowly.

Ji Jiujiu raised her face obediently: "Huh?"

The white and tender soft cheeks, the embedded pure eyes fluttered, and the light and sweet dimples on the cheeks were lightly sunken, and she answered him softly.

"Have you ever been in love?"

"..."

What is the dog than the question!
Ji Jiujiu felt like someone stepped on his tail suddenly, and his hair exploded in an instant.

She withdrew from Fu Qi's arms, her whole body turned into a blowfish: "Who are you looking down on? Of course I talked about it!" Shit.

"I have lived for thousands of years anyway." Then I haven't talked about it.

"Do you think with my good looks, I'll never talk to you once!"

At once!yes!No!talk!Pass!
she!Ji Jiujiu!The majestic God of the Moon!

It is a mother-fetal single millennium rabbit!

But the reason she is single is not that no one likes her.

But those who like her, she can't even look down on them.

She fell in love with - such as Feng Qi.

It is also notoriously sexual|frigid.

【Dangerous speech】

So she is not single who is single.

Just like Fu Qi is a destined poor man, but she is just a destined single rabbit!

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at the same time.

skyline.

Where the misty clouds and mist linger, there are two large crystal clear stones.

The two white-haired immortals brushed their beards, watching the red rope that bound the stone suddenly flash a dazzling red light.

And the other side.

On the other side, the red rope that binds the stone is still steadily shining with a gentle red light.

This is a marriage stone...but not just any marriage stone.

This is the marriage stone that every god needs to be bound with blood drops during the calamity. Ji Jiujiu's descending to the world is very urgent. The two old men are busy making up the necessary procedures for descending. After all, he himself is in his bedroom, sleeping on the bed.

And Ji Jiujiu, this girl——

To get her blood, Yuelao would have to go down to earth.

After the blood drop certification, the binding was completed, and the red threads of Feng Qi and Zhiyue were entangled spontaneously.

The red thread belonging to Ji Jiujiu has been glowing warmly and gently since it was wound up, while Fengqi's thread has been very quiet.

until just now—

The red thread flashed red for an instant, and it lasted for a long time after that.

Yue Lao and the God of Wealth looked at each other.

Going round and round, Feng Qi Shangshen couldn't escape the catastrophe of love.

That girl has been a god for more than 3000 years. In the cold and lustless heaven, no one taught her how to like someone.

——The wind prayed for suffering.

The old man sighed and waved his wide sleeves.

The light gradually dimmed, and the clouds and mist covered it again.

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the other side.

After Ji Jiujiu yelled a few words like guilty conscience, he realized that he was still holding Fu Qi's hand.

The opponent's palm was dry and warm, and it felt reassuring to be wrapped in the big palm, but Ji Jiujiu pulled his hand back instantly as if he had been scalded.

"That..." The little girl waved her hands in a panic, and explained to him seriously, "I know you won't hold hands with people easily, but I didn't do that to help you. If you lose, you don't lose. I have to help you with They declare that although you are a dog, you are worthy of being loved!"

She was like a little kid who did something wrong.

It's rare to show an honest look of apprehension.

When she saw Fu Qi raised her hand, she was startled, but when she thought of something, she still moved her head towards him with a sad face, rubbed her fingers, and said softly.

"Take it easy..."

"I won't hit you."

Unexpectedly, the boy's raised hand landed on the top of the little girl's head, and he just stroked her little head gently and forcefully. His tone was very peaceful, and it was hard to tell how angry he was.

Ji Jiujiu was puzzled for a moment: "Then..."

next moment.

Her fingertips were held by Fu Qi again.

?

Compared to Ji Jiujiu's astonishment, the other party's expression was very natural. Fu Qi looked at her, then suddenly frowned, his ears burned, and he spoke in a fierce tone.

"Just hold if you want, I can still eat you?"

　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)