The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 749 A Heartfelt Comment (2)

Xie Wanrong looked at the other dishes, and didn't let them try them this time.

She eats first by herself.

After taking two bites, he crossed his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, don't eat it."

--too salty.

So Xie Wanrong's first cooking, ended in failure.

Qi Jinghuan directly picked up a chopstick, put it in his mouth, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's actually not that difficult to eat."

As he spoke, he ate some more in a row.

"...Ah Huan..." Xie Wanrong looked low, seeing Qi Jinghuan eat a few mouthfuls in a row, he panicked.

The old demon king at the side saw Qi Jinghuan eating lightly, and took a strange bite, "Ahem..."

He smiled at Xie Wanrong, but within two seconds, he turned his head and vomited.

Kiss your granddaughter, it's not that your grandfather doesn't give you face, it's really... It's too salty.

He couldn't help but glance at Qi Jinghuan, this guy must have lost his sense of taste.

Xie Wanrong coughed lightly: "Or something else..."

Qi Jinghuan was smiling but not smiling, his dark lacquered eyes seemed to be full of starlight, reflecting Xie Wanrong's whole body, his thin red lips opened and closed, "Wan'er, it's okay, just make up more at night."

Make up more...

Hydration?

Xie Wanrong was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately grabbed the two dishes, "You better stop eating."

Qi Jinghuan's intoxicating smile resounded, making Xie Wanrong even more uncomfortable.

The result was naturally that night, Xie Wanrong was dragged and tossed by Qi Jinghuan for most of the night, and that guy was so famous that he ate too much and couldn't sleep.

Xie Wanrong herself didn't know when she fell asleep. On the second day, she was woken up by the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, even though she fell asleep.All the bones in his body were still falling apart.

Xie Wanrong, who had a long memory, quietly put on his clothes this time, and just as he fastened his waist rope, he felt an increasingly burning gaze.

Turning his head, he was caught off guard by a pair of extremely bewitching deep eyes.

"Why did you wake up?" she asked.

Qi Jinghuan was lying on his side, his strong chest was slightly exposed. He thought about it seriously: "It should start when you put on clothes? Maybe earlier?"

He half sat up and stretched out his arms: "Wan'er, hurry up, give my husband a loving hug."

Avoiding his outstretched arm with his head, "I don't want it."

Qi Jinghuan suddenly moved forward, and directly wrapped Xie Wanrong in his arms, with a low and charming voice, flowing through her heart like turbulent water: "Then take the initiative, my husband, and give you a loving hug."

Xie Wanrong smiled and said, "Ah Huan, why didn't I realize how childish you are."

Qi Jinghuan relaxed and rested his head on Xie Wanrong's shoulder, rubbing his cheek against his cheek, and said softly, "That must be because you didn't pay attention to me."

"..."

Xie Wanrong was angered by Qi Jinghuan.

This kind of him is still the arrogant and cold Qi Jinghuan back then, she has nothing to do with Qi Jinghuan, she said with an angry smile: "Today is the last day of this year, be serious."

Qi Jinghuan hugged Xie Wanrong, and the warmth lingered in Xie Wanrong's ears: "Wan'er, this is the first thought we spent together."

Xie Wanrong nodded lightly, "In the future we will live through every thought."

Qi Jinghuan kissed her forehead, and when he heard these words that were not like words of love, but more like words of love, he let go of Xie Wanrong contentedly.

Too many things happened this year, Xie Wanrong hoped that starting tomorrow would be easier, but thinking of Su Jing as a big threat, it is inevitable that I still feel a little sad in my heart.

(End of this chapter)