The little ancestor has a delicate voice and can flirt, and the ascetic villain has fallen

He said: "It's just a little thing. I was wondering why you didn't tell me about your injury from falling down the stairs before."

Hearing what he said, Chi Youyou blinked, "So the reason why Du Xilan apologized to me was because of you?"

Du Xilan's ability to write out the exact details of the process was definitely not her own voluntary choice. Such meticulousness must be the result of someone's pressure.

Then...he should know all about it.

"Ah."

"I wasn't injured... Su Ye was protecting me at the time, I wasn't injured, and after the incident passed, I forgot about it. I didn't worry about it. I didn't remember, so I didn't tell you."

She pursed her lips, "Are you unhappy because of this?"

Qi Boyan's eyebrows moved slightly, and instead of answering directly, he said:

"You are unhappy, wronged, sad, you can tell me anything, don't hold it in your heart, it will make me feel that I am useless."

These words sounded a bit different from sweet talk, but the effect sounded the same. Chi Youyou's brows and eyes were tinged with a little joy, but she still remembered to coax him.

She leaned into his arms, stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and grabbed his collar with one hand and tugged.

There was a little shyness in the small voice: "It's useless, it's obviously very useful."

Qi Boyan lowered his eyes and glanced at her slightly red ears, and wrapped one hand around her slender waist, "For example?"

Chi Youyou raised her eyes slightly to look at him, puffing her cheeks slightly, "Don't ask questions knowingly."

Afraid that he would continue to ask further questions, she quickly got out of his arms, turned around and slipped away, "If you cut it into your hand, don't touch the fruit, I'll do it."

She walked to the Nakajima stage, dealt with the blood stains he had just dripped on it, and finished cutting up the remaining kiwi fruit.

Qi Boyan walked behind her, hugged her with strong arms from behind, leaned over, and her thin lips fell on her delicate neck, one after another.

Very light, but the temperature is very hot.

Chi Youyou trembled slightly, reminding him, "What if I cut my hand later?"

The man whispered in her ear, still holding her behind his back, took the fruit knife from her hand, "I'll do it."

She gave him the knife and wanted to leave, but he stopped her with one arm and held her in his arms, "wait a minute."

He took a sliced ​​peach and fed it to her mouth.

Chi Youyou opened his mouth to eat the plump and juicy peach. Just as the juice spread between his lips and teeth, his chin was lifted up by his fingers.

"Ok?"

"Kiss."

In the next second, he leaned down and kissed her, and bit her lips lightly, the sweet and greasy taste overflowed, rushing into the blood to boil.

She raised her head and kissed him for a while, the posture of raising her head was really tiring, and she stretched her little hand behind to pat him.

Qi Boyan withdrew from between her teeth, turned her small body over, supported the back of her head with one hand, and lowered his head to gently touch the corner of her lips for a while.

Then he dragged her two arms around his waist.

Continue cutting up the rest of the fruit.

The little girl wanted to slip away from time to time, but he reluctantly stayed after feeding her from time to time, and cut up the rest with him.

Chi Youyou was sitting on the sofa with a fruit plate in her arms. Seeing that he seemed to be in a better mood, she lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "I also said that I like to think wildly, and you look like a little girl when you are sentimental."

"What did you say?"

As soon as she turned her little head and opened her mouth, she said, "I said that the fruit you cut is delicious, so sweet, I like it very much."

Qi Boyan put the water glass on the coffee table, glanced at her, and sat sideways on the seat beside her.

Chi Youyou felt guilty and wanted to hold the fruit plate a little further away from him.

Qi Boyan directly put his hands around her waist and dragged her over, and pressed her on his lap, his tone was lazy and playful, "Say it again."

Chi Youyou: "..."

He usually won't be too serious with her just because of a word.

So she thinks the point of this sentence is that if she really repeats the sentence just now, he will immediately prove to her on the spot how manly he is—

She put the fruit plate in her hand on the side table within reach, and took out her mobile phone.

"I was actually thinking about how to coax an angry boyfriend, but I haven't thought of a good way for now, so let me look it up."

Seeing the answer on the phone, she opened her small mouth into a small o, "Oh..."

Qi Boyan looked at her cute expression, stretched out his hand to pinch her soft face, and asked cooperatively, "So what did you find?"

"The above said that it is recommended to find a sensible boyfriend."

"..."

She added: "They said that sensible boyfriends won't get angry."

Qi Boyan pulled the corner of his lower lip, stuck out the tip of his tongue to touch his cheek, and chuckled, "Then how about I change your boyfriend?"

"...?"

what?

Chi Youyou looked at the soft light in his eyes, and the desire in those peach blossom eyes, and his little heart gave a 'thump'.

His mind was a little stuck because of his unconventional playing of cards.

By the time she realized it, the man had already clasped her waist and pressed her into the soft sofa.

The man tore off the black shirt on his body, and a sexy breath emerged from his whole body.

His heavy breathing was next to her ear, and he breathed steadily while kissing her and asked her, "What kind of look do you like? Gentle, elegant, refined scum, or cold, fierce, cynical, or Anything else?"

She was breathless from his kiss.

Putting her little hand against his collarbone, "Okay, okay..."

Qi Boyan let out a low voice from his throat, "Huh?"

He gently rubbed her soft waist, his voice was low and hoarse, "What does the baby like? Let me pretend to show you."

It was too Gu, Chi Youyou only felt that his ears were crisp and numb, and he half pushed and half agreed, and then he was teased by his movements and started messing with him directly on the sofa.

The sofa bed next to the ring sofa was almost useless.

In the middle of the night, Qi Boyan picked up the little girl who had softened into a puddle of water and held it in his arms, tilted his head and kissed her little ear, and whispered in her soft moan: "Yuyou,"

In fact, it is close enough, how close it can be.

But he felt it wasn't enough.

"say you Love Me……"