Full service dog abuse

Chapter 381 I Don’t Eat Spicy Strips③
Looking up is the groundhog roaring at the top of its throat.

"mom--"

"Oh, are you back?" Shu Ling turned his head and saw Qing Ziqi, not at all guilty of being caught speaking ill of someone behind his back.

"I'm back." If you don't come back, you won't hear me, so you speak ill of me behind your back, so you are Jiang Zi's person!

Qing Ziqi walked in angrily with her things, turned her head to look in the hall, but didn't see her father, Qing Zishu, and turned back to look at Shu Ling: "Mom, where is my father?"

"At your Uncle Nan's house." Shu Ling said without taking his eyes off the card in his hand.

"Uncle Nan?" Which Uncle Nan?Why doesn't she remember?

"That's right, Uncle Nan." Shu Ling said, got up and introduced Shan Shan to Qing Ziqi and Bo Xian: "This is your Aunt Shan, the couple just moved here a month ago."

It turned out to be a new neighbor, Qing Ziqi nodded in understanding, and greeted Shan Shan with Bo Xian.

"I haven't eaten yet. The food is still hot in the kitchen." Luan Yan reminded.

Qing Ziqi heard that there was still food, put down the things in his hands, took the things in Bo Xian's hands and put down the things in Bo Xian's hands, and rushed to the kitchen with Bo Xian.

Sure enough, the food in the kitchen was still hot, and by looking at the dishes, it was obvious that Qing Fu Qing Zishu cooked them.

After dinner, because Bo Xian drove all morning, Qing Ziqi rushed to wash the dishes.

After washing the dishes, I followed Bo Xian to his house to take a nap.

The design style of Boxian's room is the same as that of the school's house, it is still simple.

Qing Ziqi lay down on the bed of Bo Xian first, and when Bo Xian opened the window curtains, he jumped up excitedly when he saw that the window of his room opposite was open: "Xiao Xianzi get out of the way, I'll go home and get something."

As Qing Ziqi said, he raised his foot and planned to walk through the window which was less than half a meter apart, but Baoxian grabbed his collar by the collar: "You have such short legs, and you still plan to climb the window."

"What do you call me with short legs? When I was a child, I opened the window and often jumped into your room, and it was very smooth." Qing Ziqi was upset, anyone with long legs could be said to have short legs, and he could hold his breath in his heart. .

"Do you still remember that you used to run to my room? You used to be a hooligan!" Bo Xian said, got up and stepped on the table to boast to Qing Ziqi's room.

With a hop, she entered Qing Ziqi's bedroom, raised her eyebrows and asked Qing Ziqi, "What do you want to take?"

"Bedside! My bedside table! I hid two packs of Weilong three months ago, bring them here for me." Speaking of this, Qing Ziqi couldn't help swallowing.

Hearing this, Bo Xian was silent at first, then gave Qing Ziqi a blank look, raised his foot and stepped on the window and jumped back. "Wei Long? See how promising you are."

"What's wrong with me Weilong? That's Weilong from 82." Qing Ziqi said angrily.

You say she is good, but you can't say her spicy Weilong!

"Oh." With a groan of disapproval, Bo Xian closed the window and lay back on the bed.

Qing Ziqi chattered and climbed onto the bed, then crawled to the other side of the bed lying on Bo Xian's body.

"Why did you crawl over me?" Bo Xian looked at the right side where Qing Ziqi was lying, obviously there was a wide avenue on the right side, obviously he could go around and go to bed by himself.

"I'm too lazy to make a detour." Qing Ziqi said, lying next to Bo Xian, stretching out two fingers and dangling in front of Bo Xian: "That's two packs of Weilong! Two packs! At worst, I'll share one pack with you." .”

"No, thank you! And please sleep." Bo Xian said dully, pulling the quilt over Qing Ziqi's head.

Qing Ziqi stubbornly crawled out of the quilt, and continued to stretch out her two fingers: "That's two packs of Weilong, why don't you open the window and I'll get it?"

"Hey, don't talk."

"I don't eat spicy strips." Bo Xian leaned on his arm and looked at Qing Ziqi.

"Don't eat spicy sticks? Puff, who fainted from hunger in the middle of the night when he was a child, and was saved by my spicy sticks in the end." Qing Ziqi couldn't stop laughing when he thought of his childhood.

(End of this chapter)