Six Treasures for One Child: The President Pushes Too Hard

"uninvited guest?"

Zhan Qingyuan looked at her with dark and deep eyes.

"No..." Qiao Suisui lowered her head, not daring to take a second look, her voice sounded like a mosquito humming.

"Hate me?" A black shadow covered her, Qiao Suisui looked at the ground, the toes of the shiny leather shoes poked into her pair of slippers for [-] yuan bought online.

It won't be broken, Qiao Suisui subconsciously moved her slippers back.

Seemingly dissatisfied with her silence, the leather shoes took another step, and the slippers immediately took another step back.

"No……"

"IQ of two hundred and five?"

Originally, Zhan Qingyuan was going to help her buy food, and he opened the door. Then, he suddenly remembered that she was still sick. When he came just now, he glanced at the entrance of the community. The store was small. Can something be eaten?

So, he backed off again.While pouring water for her, he saw that there was food on the table in the pot.

They were all bought anyway, so Zhan Qingyuan took out a few photos of Grandpa Mao from his wallet and put them on the coffee table, assuming he bought them.

This is the first time that Zhan Qingyuan served someone like this.

I found a bowl from the cupboard, washed it several times, and thoughtfully scalded it with boiling water. I found another spoon, and just opened the pot, ready to put a bowl in it for Qiao Suisui.

As a result, seeing Qiao Suisui coming out, Zhan Qingyuan frowned, telling her to lie down, so disobedient.He wanted to make a sound, but found that the woman didn't seem to see him at all, she just brushed past him and walked outside.

Zhan Qingyuan's face is black, is his sense of existence so weak?

Seeing her pick up the phone, Zhan Qingyuan simply kept quiet, wanting to see when she would find him.

Ah.

Unexpectedly, he also heard some of her evaluation of herself.

Qiao Suisui was forced to retreat by him, her waist was pressed against the edge of the sofa, he was still pressing towards her, Qiao Suisui quickly stretched out her hand against his strong chest, and gave herself and him a hard time. Gave a little distance.

"Mr. Zhan, you, you got it wrong. I'm talking about me. I have an IQ of [-], really." Qiao Suisui panicked, her face flushed red, which was the aftereffect of being caught talking bad about someone.

Seeing the guilt flashing in her eyes, Zhan Qingyuan sneered.

"Qiao Suisui, co-author, you are acting with me here, right? Tell me, when did you start acting, huh?" There was no trace of emotion in Zhan Qingyuan's dark eyes, and his face was even more indifferent .

A trace of fear gradually grew in Qiao Suisui's heart, and she retorted subconsciously, "No, I didn't act, I really had a fever, I was really sick, and I was really hungry."

Another snort was his answer.

"Mr. Zhan, you don't remember the faults of villains, don't care about me like a patient, okay?" Qiao Suisui's hoarse voice was mixed with a hint of coquettishness.

However, Zhan Qingyuan, who has seen her two faces a lot, obviously doesn't like this right now.

The ice formed in the bottom of the eyes, one could not help shivering after taking a look at it.

Damn, Qiao Suisui is wronged, really wronged.

From last night until now, it was obviously all his fault. In the end, she was the one who was sick, she was the one who was frightened, and she was the one who couldn't even drink a bowl of porridge at home...

Why, he scolded himself so condescendingly.

He is an uninvited guest, he is annoying, and he has an IQ of [-].

woohoo...

Qiao Suisui cried, and the tears kept falling like pearls with a broken thread.There were even a few drops, mischievously falling on his shiny shoes.

Zhan Qingyuan's heart tightened, but his thin lips were still pursed, and the hand hanging by his side couldn't help but clenched into a fist.

She also cried.

Originally, Qiao Suisui was just crying suppressedly, whimpering like a kitten, but in the end, he found that his gaze was still cold, which was okay, Qiao Suisui simply let go.

A wow.

The stabbed Zhan Qingyuan frowned.

1 minutes……

2 minutes……

5 minutes, endless.

"Don't cry!"

Distraught by her crying, Zhan Qingyuan threatened her viciously.

However, I have already cried to the top, so I can stop if I say stop.

Qiao Suisui looked at him with teary eyes, because of the layers of mist in her eyes, she could see Zhan Qingyuan hazy.

Damn, don't let her cry, at least go to the coffee table and draw a piece of paper for her.

Just staring at her like this made Qiao Suisui cry even harder.