Chapter 120 "You are so cruel, I'm afraid, that's all!"

How cruel...

Wen Ran didn't expect Zhou Qixiao to ask.

She...she has never lost her temper!

Wen Ran stood on the sofa, biting her lower lip, and glanced at Zhou Qixiao.

If you fight, you will definitely not be able to defeat him.

Cry, she cried too much today and can't cry anymore.

Wen Ran glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that the sofa was big enough...

She simply lay back straight.

Roar!

Zhou Qixiao was still waiting to see Wen Ran lose his temper, but he didn't know that the little girl

was so hungry that she fainted when she walked back!

As soon as this idea came up, Zhou Qixiao was not in the mood to tease her anymore.

He stood up suddenly and was about to pinch Wen Ran Renzhong when he saw her blinking her big eyes.

When she met his gaze, the little mouth began to chatter, "Then starve me to death. After I die, I don't want a colorful glazed coffin. We won't bury it in the ground long ago, so... give me a dreamy pink ashes." The box should be covered with diamonds, as bright as the sea..."

Zhou Qixiao didn't expect that the little girl would still remember the colorful coffin.

Listening to her talk about death, I don't know why, but I feel a little irritated, and my tone can't help but be a little harsh: "You're still blue, can you please pluck out my eyeballs and glue them on for you?"

He said, reaching out his hand He neatly took off his contact lenses, revealing his charming blue eyes.

Wen Ran blinked, lay down again, and sighed: "That's too bloody, I just want diamonds the color of your eyes... And don't tell others that I starved to death, it's too embarrassing."

Wen Ran blinked. As Ran talked, he really felt sad for himself, and his voice became softer and softer, "But no one seems to care about how I died..."

Zhou Qixiao looked at her wilting, as if no one was hurting her. So pitiful.

No matter how beastly he is, he can't keep his mouth shut.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of pampering in his eyes that he was not even aware of.

He leaned down and kissed Wen Ran's forehead.

"Okay, okay, you are really fierce, I'm afraid, that's it!" After saying that, he put his hands on Wen Ran's armpits and picked him up, "You can eat whatever you want while I'm here, and I can make you starve to death."

Wen Ran Ran didn't expect that Zhou Qixiao would really give in.

She stood on the sofa holding his shoulders. Just as she was about to jump down, the man grabbed her thighs and picked her up.

The man was disgusted as soon as he opened his mouth, "Wen Mianmian, running all over the floor without wearing any shoes, how dirty are you?"

Wen Ran realized then and dropped his slippers at the door.

There was a bit of a height difference between the two of them, and the man was the kind of person who took off his clothes and showed off his body. He could easily hold her with one hand.

Wen Ran also shook her feet, but the man still held her as steady as an old dog.

"Then you carry me to the door, shoes..."

"It's embarrassing, isn't it? You really treat me like a mount, why don't you carry me around for a while?" Zhou Qixiao took the opportunity to pinch Wen Ran's face as he spoke.

Wen Ran took a breath and her cheeks bulged slightly, "Then please bring me the shoes and I..."

"You still want me to put on your shoes, right?" After Zhou Qixiao finished speaking, he carried her to the dining table.

He didn't put the person down, just sat down with Wen Ran in his arms.

Wen Ran sat on the taut thigh, and her lower back instantly stiffened.

He looked at Zhou Qixiao warily.

His big eyes rolled, and he kept saying without waiting for him to speak: "If you want to eat something sweet and sour, it would be great if you have pot-roasted pork. Well, but this is in Nanzhou, so there may not be such a taste. It would be great if we could have some local snacks. I don’t like eating too much at night... You should have eaten Chinese food, it’s even more delicious..."

Zhou Qixiao put one hand on the table and looked at The little girl nestled in his arms.

If someone quarreled with him like this, he would have to sew her mouth shut if he didn't twist her head off.

But listening to Wen Ran chattering about homely matters, the sound like spring rain seemed to soothe all the irritability.

This feels weird.

It's like he is an ordinary person.

Zhou Qixiao had a doubt that he had never had before.

Home, is this what it feels like?

Wen Ran didn't know what to say anymore. Seeing that the man hadn't let go, she quietly raised her eyes and looked over.

I saw a faint smile in the man's eyes, and the warm light seemed to soften his eyebrows.

She looked charming and dangerous, as if a second glance would seduce her.

Wen Ran hurriedly opened his eyes, his cheeks turning red uncontrollably.

She cursed in her heart: Wen Ran, you must be promising!

A dog-like man is just good-looking.

Thinking of this, she took another sneak peek.

Oh, he looks so good when he is quiet~

If he were to debut as a star, how many little fans would be crying and shouting to give birth to monkeys for him!

"Wen Mianmian" Zhou Qixiao called out twice, finally calling Wen Ran who was in a daze. When she came back, she said with a smile, "I'm so greedy that I'm drooling!"

"Ah! Eh!" Wen Ran hurriedly raised her hand and wiped it, it was clean!!

She glanced at Zhou Qixiao angrily, with something she didn't even know she knew. Jiao.

Wen Ran thought it would take a long time to wait, but she didn't expect that after more than ten minutes, Sheng Qing kicked the door open.

"Boss, the cook from Northeast China asked me to get it. What kind of food do you want to eat?" When Shengqing came in, he still held the middle-aged man in pajamas by his hand.

The middle-aged man looked confused. He was watching TV at home when a man suddenly kicked in the door and asked, "Are you the chef of Northeastern cuisine?"

He nodded, and then... this guy put him in the car. Just got it!

He was confused, how could such a tall and thin child dragging his weight of more than 200 kilograms like it was for fun!

When he entered the door, he saw that it was the Zhou family's main house, and his legs were so scared that his legs went weak. .

"I can do it..." Zhou Qixiao put Wen Ran on the chair next to him, stood up and touched the cigarette in his pocket. Halfway through, he forgot what it was and looked back at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran didn't expect to be able to find a Northeastern chef. She said with bright eyes: "Guobaorou, um, and a cold dish. You can take care of the rest."

"Hey, okay!"

After the chef arrived, After cooking, Shengqing came over in a hurry, slapped the things in his hands on the table, and looked at Zhou Qixiao as if he was asking for credit.

"Boss, look at what to do with this thing!"