Mr Qi, You Are Blocked

Chapter 1035 Ring, Gift?

"No need to apologize." He said.

"Speak out, I feel better." Otherwise, I kept thinking, especially after knowing that I was Qi Ting's mother, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Shen Huan didn't know what Qi Moyi was doing right now?

Did she have the ability to think, but she still asked this question.

Qi Moyi didn't answer, just looked at her.

The eyes were deep, as black as ink, and there were emotions that Shen Huan couldn't understand. The man's voice was low, and after drinking, he became hoarse, "What are you going to do in the future?"

These days, Shen Huan seriously thought about it.

"Qi Ting is my child, I will do my mother's responsibility and give a home." Shen Huan said.

Give a home.

Home.

This sentence hit Qi Moyi's point.

His eyes were deeper, "Huanhuan."

Shen Huan looked at him.

"Do you give him a home or a home for us?" he asked.

This question was strange, and Shen Huan didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Qi Moyi knew the answer.

It was because of Qi Ting that Shen Huan changed his attitude towards him for the sake of the child.

Actually don't like him.

Alcohol can make people paralyzed, but also can make people impulsive, especially in the heart to suppress emotions for too long.

Her skin has no blemishes. After drinking, her cheeks are slightly flushed, and her skin becomes more white and red.

Qi Moyi approached her.

His breath approached, and Shen Huan was slightly startled.

Breath sprinkled on each other's faces.

"Huanhuan." He stopped and called her name again.

It seemed to remind her, and it seemed to give her a chance.

Shen Huan drank the alcohol, and his brain didn't run as fast as usual, and he didn't hide.

Give her enough time.

Qi Moyi kissed it.

Shen Huan still didn't hide, confused, feeling that Jiu Jin was only beginning to come up now.

Her obedience made Qi Moyi even more lost.

Gradually, Shen Huan was completely drunk.

The man picked her up in his waist and entered the bedroom.

...

In November, the weather was cold, and the temperature difference between morning and evening was large.

Bai Chuxiao wore a long sleeve, the wind blew, and it was a bit cold.

A black coat was draped over her, and the coat was stained with a little alcohol.

Qi Moye squeezed her hand, "The hand is so cold."

When winter comes, her physique is like this.

"Are you not drinking too much?" Bai Chuxiao cared.

"Not drunk," he said.

When Bai Chuxiao thinks about it, Qi Linfeng's main target is Qi Moyi, and they all drink with Qi Moyi.

Bai Chuxiao is an artist, and pretending to go out is the basis.

She is wearing a hat and a mask at the moment.

Qi Moye didn't like it and couldn't see her face.

They held hands and strolled down the street.

The street is very lively. There is a square in front of it with many candles, balloons and flowers, and many people gather around.

A boy stands in a love circle surrounded by candles.

Confession or proposal.

"Look at it in the past." Bai Chuxiao was bored.

"Do you like this kind of scene?" Qi Moye asked her in a low voice.

"It's okay. I like to watch the show. To be honest, putting candles is a bit vulgar, but most girls eat this set." Bai Chuxiao said with a smile.

Qi Moye also felt that putting candles was tacky, "Can you eat this set?"

"Theoretically, I don't want to eat it. If I put it out for me, I can accept it." Bai Chuxiao said.

The boy is holding flowers, as if waiting for the heroine to arrive.

This is a confession resort. The commercial screen at the rear is often wrapped up to confess.

Today, this boy probably has a big screen.

Those who can afford a large screen are the rich second generation.

After a few minutes, photos gradually appeared on the big screen.

Bai Chuxiao watched the lively mentality and looked at the big screen.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's hard to see.

Damn it, isn't this a picture of her?

Bai Chuxiao was shocked, what happened?

The people around were surprised when they saw this photo.

Then, a line of words appeared on the photo on the screen.

[Bai Chuxiao, happy birthday, I like you]

"..."

Is this boy a fan of her?

Bai Chuxiao swallowed, and Yu Guang turned to the man beside him, observing his face.

Qi Moye was calm, there was no movement in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen it.

"The fans simply wish me happy birthday." Bai Chuxiao sorted out the position of the mask, breathless.

I remembered what she said just now, "It was put out for me, and I can accept it."

This means that if it is Qi Moye, she can.

The ghost knows that this is for her...

The boy in the middle of the square arranged for reporters to come over, and several reporters walked up to the boy with cameras on his back.

The boy started to confess, “First of all, I wish you a happy birthday to Chu Xiao. You may not see what I made today, but I just like you. I leave messages for you on Weibo every day. Take the opportunity of your birthday to follow me. You confess that you hope you will get better and better and go to a higher position. As your boyfriend fan, I will always accompany you. Although you have not been open for six months, we have been looking forward to your return."

Bai Chuxiao was in a complicated mood.

Do you want to slap her in the face like this.

Qi Moye's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes sank when he heard the "boyfriend fan".

"The popularity is quite high," he said.

"..." Why does this sound so yin and yang?

Qi Moye took Bai Chuxiao's hand, walked forward, and left the square.

It is impossible for her to finish listening.

Fans are crazy now, I don’t know if I like a star, the best way to express it is not to disturb?

"It's hot, fake fans, don't care." Qi Mo night said.

The fake fans are out.

Bai Chuxiao wanted to laugh, "I didn't agree, are you jealous?"

"Have you thought about agreeing?" He provoked.

Sure enough, men who are jealous have no IQ.

"No, absolutely not! What a joke, I am the one who wants to marry you." Bai Chuxiao Shun Mao.

This sentence made Qi Mo obedient.

He was silent for a moment, "Just know."

Shun Mao succeeded, and Bai Chuxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Can't she have a birthday with peace of mind?

The building in front, the second large commercial screen, above is the advertising display column.

The picture is a pair of rings, the design is not gorgeous and exaggerated, but it can attract people at a glance.

Bai Chuxiao's eyes were caught.

She likes this design style.

Qi Moye noticed Bai Chuxiao's sight and swept over.

He glanced at the propaganda word next to him.

The works of the highly popular internationally renowned designer Time.

Time.

Qi Moye wrote down in his heart.

Tomorrow the first round of the KO game, Bai Chuxiao had planned to return to Jiangcheng tonight. Suddenly Bai Chuxiao remembered that except for the finals, the other games should have a computer, so he was not in a hurry to return to Jiangcheng.

Bai Chuxiao was wearing Qi Moye's coat. She habitually reached into her pocket and touched a square box.

Little.

Bai Chuxiao took out things out of curiosity.

Ring box.

Ok?

Qi Moye said that he would give her a gift for a while.

it is this?

Bai Chuxiao looked at the box for a few seconds and asked the man in front of him, "This is... your gift to me?"

(End of this chapter)