Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 1129 Demon Langjun, a bit ruthless (16)

  Su Qiao did not return to the room immediately after eating, but took Xiao Yueer's hand and went to the yard.

   promised to make him a beautiful bamboo cage.

  Xiao Yueer sat aside with a small stool and hugged two little bunnies. He did not move a bit during the whole process.

  Su Qiao smiled, weaving the cage while chatting with him in a low voice.

  At the beginning, Xiao Yueer was timid and did not dare to open his mouth, but soon, the lively little temper was revealed.

   Soon, a beautiful little bamboo cage was prepared.

  Su Qiao untied the ropes on the feet of the two little rabbits, put them in the small cage, closed the door, and put them back in his arms again.

   "Okay, pretty, isn't it?"

  Xiao Yue'er Xiao Danfeng's eyes twinkled with stars, "beautiful."

  Su Qiao smiled and touched his little head.

   "It's getting late, Xiao Yueer go to see grandpa, children need to eat and sleep more to grow tall and strong."

   "Hmm." Xiao Yueer nodded obediently with bright eyes.

   After running for two steps with the small cage, he suddenly turned his head and finally showed a bright smile: "Thank you, mother."

  Su Qiao smiled and waved his hand: "No thanks."

  Watching him enter the hall, Su Qiao clapped his hands and went back to his room.

  As soon as she closed the door, she immediately found out what was wrong.

  There are people in the house.

   Turning around, when he saw the man standing by the bed, his vigilant expression relaxed.

   startled her, thinking that some gangster broke in.

  But...

  Does this guy hate her to death?

  What are you doing here?

"what are you doing?"

   "What else can I do?"

  Qi Jinghe, wearing only a creamy white shirt, slowly approached, reached out to support the door, and locked her between himself and the door.

  The peach blossom eyes are unusually soft and charming, as if they are carrying a hook: "Of course...the same bed."

   Su Qiao was agitated, and a layer of goose bumps formed on his arm, and he was frightened: "Same and same...same bed?"

  Su Qiao had not yet reacted from the shock, but he saw that his body was suddenly weak and boneless, laying lazily on her shoulder.

  Shui-mei peach blossom eyes, seemingly with amorous feelings.

  The slender and fair fingers twisted a few strands of hair, and gently scratched Su Qiao’s cheek, her voice soft and hoarse:

   "We are a husband and wife, does the wife... really don't want my body?"

  Didn’t he say that he is tall and beautiful?

Ha ha.

   "The wife is also twenty-two, four years of adulthood, right?"

When    said this, Qi Jinghe's gaze fell on her earlobe with some confusion.

  The skin on her face and neck is black and yellow, why are the back of her ears and earlobes so white?

  Also... there are lovely fans in the white.

   Before he could see clearly, Su Qiao had already pushed him away reflexively.

   ran to the window in one stride, far away from him, blushing:

   "Ahem, um...that I am too tired today, I want to... want to sleep alone."

  “Also, I don’t sleep well. I like to roll around. It’s easy to crush people. You still... or go back to your own room to sleep.”

  He is really scary like this!

  She didn't forget that he still wanted to bite herself to death in the morning.

   "Push someone?"

  Qi Jinghe has a sultry gaze, smiling but not smiling, leaning lazily on the door:

   "Hehe, wife, the husband and wife are on the same bed, isn't it just being pressed?"

  Su Qiao: "..."

  This sudden change in style is really unstoppable.

  Can she jump out of the window?

  It seems too scary.

   is not suitable for her status as a big brother.

  【Little Four, he is not crazy, right? 】

  【Don't understand, don't ask me. 】

  444 can't figure it out.

  It’s pretty good if you don’t sharpen your knife, why do you still give your arms?

   "Wife-lord is like this... Isn't he looking down on Jinghe?"

  The man with a sultry smile just now, his eyes darkened, showing a bit of loneliness and sorrow, and he lowered his eyes.

   "Jing He is so sad."

  (End of this chapter)