The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 899

Qingqian nodded and said nothing.

"Are you going?" Atobe Keigo glanced at Qingqian, then reached out and rubbed Qingqian's head.

"...Go." Qingqian sighed and nodded.

"That's really great!" Keigo Atobe was stunned for a moment, and then very excitedly holding his mobile phone, he began to choose seats and book tickets.

If the reality didn't allow it, the uncle wouldn't be able to hold his mobile phone, and would rather hold Qianqian beside him.

"What's the matter so happy?" When the parents came out of the restaurant, they saw Keigo Atobe holding his mobile phone with joy, and Qingqian sitting beside him with a helpless face.

"Is this a lottery?" Atobe Nobuo glanced at his son and joked with a chuckle.

"It's true that I won the lottery." Atobe Keigo chuckled and took a look at Qingqian.

Qingqian gave him a very speechless glance, as for what, she smiled like a fat man of two hundred catties.

"Uncle, why don't you stay at Ying Ting's house tonight." Ying Ting Yuqing said with a smile: "It's still a bit far away from Atobe's house, so don't go back and forth."

"Don't worry." Atobe Tamaki smiled and patted Sakuraba Yuqing's hand: "Father has been staying at Atobe's house for a while, so he won't bother you at all when he goes back with us."

"That's it, then I won't stay." Yingting Yuqing smiled.

Over there, the old man Atobe held Su Qingxian to talk, while the rest of the parents were discussing some recent matters, sitting in a simple and bored manner while eating the fruit after dinner, while checking the news on the mobile phone.

"Qianqian, what do you think of this position?" Keigo Atobe chatted there for a few words, then pulled away and moved closer to Qingqian.

"You can choose, I can do it." Qingqian glanced at Keigo Atobu's cell phone, which showed the seating chart of the cinema.

"Then I will choose the one in the middle, where the view is better." Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows and booked the ticket.

"How do you like these fruits?" Atobe Keigo glanced at the cherries, honeydew melons and other fruits in the fruit plate, and asked softly.

"It's delicious." Qingqian nodded, the fruit of Sakuraba's family was basically contracted by Keigo Atobe, and I don't know where this guy bought these fruits from the purchase channel, but he refused to say when asked .

"It's good as long as it's delicious." Keigo Atobe nodded in satisfaction: "My uncle will pick it up and send it back later."

"Pick it and send it?" Qingqian looked at Keigo Atobe in surprise: "Don't tell me that it was produced in your own fruit field."

"Yes." Keigo Atobe nodded unabashedly.

"I remember that the Atobe family's business is not in the field of fruit." Qingqian wondered, "Have you expanded your business?"

"Not really." Keigo Atobe smiled, his eyes full of intoxicating pampering: "I just saw that you love fruits, so I bought a piece of land last year and hired professionals to plant it."

"Why bother so much." Qingqian twitched the corner of her mouth, and suddenly she didn't want to eat the cherries in her hand: "The fruits you usually buy are also good."

"But I think you are the best one." Keigo Atobe stretched out his hand and rubbed Qingqian's head: "I see that you like you very much, it means that my thoughts are not in vain."

Qingqian clicked his tongue, stuffed two hard and ate, Atobe Keigo didn't feel sorry for what he was thinking about for him.

(End of this chapter)