Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 206 What are you doing, my little idiot

Even thinking about it now, she still feels inexplicably nauseated.

Ji Feili's appearance is not much worse than that person.

"Can I not write it?" Mu Xiyan planned to discuss it with him, after all, twisted melons are not sweet.

"You, there is no room for negotiation..." Ji Feili spread the paper and gave her a secret wink.

"Then... what do you want me to write?" Mu Xiyan listened to the sound of rain outside boredly, with a calm expression.

"Heh... a letter of guarantee!"

what?
Mu Xiyan was so shocked that she was sweating all over.

"Guarantee"!
It's hard to be lonely and you can think of novelty things that will be millions of years later.

This thing, why write this?

"I told you to write! Mu Xiyan, Party A; Ji Feili, Party B, from now on, Party A's belongings belong to Party B, whether it's a BMW car or Ruyu beauty, they are all Ji Feili! Wait Wait, put a parenthesis here."

Mu Xi's face was embarrassing.

"Why the parentheses?"

"Nonsense, this Ruyu beauty includes both men and women..."

"What if there was a third gender in the world?" "Mu Xiyan refused to admit defeat and fought against him.

"Since you have already considered it yourself, then I won't say anything, remember to fill it in."

Mu Xiyan got annoyed, and quit: "I don't know how to write, and I'm not an idiot!"

"Who says you're not an idiot?" Ji Feili glanced at her casually, stretched out his hand to pinch her soft little face, slightly curled the corners of his lips, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on him. On her lap, the other hand pinched her little nose, her face suddenly moved closer, and her eyes as bright and moving as glass met hers.

Suddenly, his lips slowly approached her ears, and his warm breath sprayed against her ears: "You, you are the little idiot that I can never trust in my life."

Mu Xiyan trembled all over, the brush in her hand almost fell out.

What's the matter with this tone...

In her life, and in her previous life, no one had ever dared to say such inexplicable words to her.

A touching smile appeared on Ji Feili's lips, and two deep dimples reappeared on his cheeks.

"Okay, don't be awkward, even if you are awkward, this thing still has to be written!"

"Ji Feili, can you be nicer to me? Not only do you take my money, you also bully me, blackmail me, and slander me! I'm not married, so why should I write you a letter of guarantee!"

When Ji Feili heard this, he raised his eyebrows in disdain, obviously not paying attention to this trivial matter: "Who said that you can only write a guarantee letter after you get married? As long as you want to write, you can write one every day. I am your destined husband, I have the final say!"

"No, I refuse!" Mu Xiyan twitched her eyebrows lightly, and a small flame bloomed between her fingers.

Seeing if she didn't take advantage of Ji Feili's loss of consciousness, she burned all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

"What are you doing, my little idiot!" Ji Feili tightly clenched her writing hand, sat down intimately, leaned against her, and said slowly, "Since your handwriting is not good, then I will teach you slowly."

The man's clean and refreshing breath, like a breeze in the forest, gradually surrounded her, and his hand was tightly held on the back of her hand, which was icy cold.

His whole body was like a piece of pure white and flawless jade, even his body temperature was comparable to that of the cold jade.

Ji Feili's characters are different from hers. The pen is like a dragon and a snake, bold and magnificent, with a vigorous momentum, gloomy and tragic.

　Hair candy late at night... Thank you for the hair care and the little tip, okay.

　　Happy Lantern Festival everyone, eat glutinous rice balls, glutinous rice balls.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)