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Chapter 95 Is the little steamed bun the soft underbelly of idiots?

Chapter 95 Is the little steamed bun the soft underbelly of idiots?
At this moment, Gu Qianyi, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that because of her snoring, An Zihao finally had a slight change in her thoughts, and was dragged back to the old place again because of her snoring. .

The Lamborghini slowly drove into Anjia's villa, and two rows of servants had already stood by and watched quietly.

An Zihao carried Gu Qianyi, who was in a deep sleep, out of the car, and the two rows of servants bent over. Before they could finish their sentence, An Zihao's cold stare scared him to the end.

He walked straight into the villa with Gu Qianyi in his arms. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he was stopped by Grandpa An: "You brat, I don't even answer your phone calls. Did you do a good job of what I said..."

Grandpa An saw Gu Qianyi sleeping soundly in An Zihao's arms in the middle of his sentence. He was slightly taken aback, but his heart was full of doubts. Why did these two go?Is something good coming soon?
"I'll carry her up to rest first." An Zihao threw down a sentence and went straight upstairs with Gu Qianyi in his arms.

Ali opened his eyes full of gossip and immediately followed An Zihao. His usual fear and respect had long since disappeared in his tone: "Young master, young master, what's wrong with young madam? What's your situation?"

An Zihao stopped slowly, his eyes filled with displeasure and indifference: "Ali, have you been living too comfortably recently?"

Ali was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly: "What is it, young master, why did you suddenly change your face, you startled me."

"That's a lot of talking. You are not allowed to eat meat for three days. If I find out that you ate a piece of meat, I will deduct a month's salary from you." An Zihao walked straight into his room without saying a word.

Ali's face was full of disbelief, he couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead, why did the young master suddenly change back to the original young master?Where did the harmonious and laughing young master go? !Who is the real young master!
Bang - a sound of closing the door came into Ali's ears.

Ali shrugged his shoulders innocently, well, he didn't ask about the matter, but he was shut down.

An Zihao slowly placed Gu Qianyi in his hand on his big round bed, covered her with the quilt, and then slowly stood up.

Bang - Gu Qianyi lifted up the two arms that had been put under the quilt just now, and then slammed them heavily on the quilt.

An Zihao was taken aback for a moment, then turned around again and put Gu Qianyi's hand outside into the quilt.

Bang - Gu Qianyi raised his hand again and placed it on the quilt.

An Zihao's face was full of restrained anger, he put Gu Qianyi's hand into the quilt again, and muttered softly: "Idiot, if you take it out again, I'll pinch your little steamed bun right now. "

I don't know if Gu Qianyi heard it, but An Zihao sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her for four or five minutes, but was surprised to find that she really didn't reach out again.

He nodded thoughtfully, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch his chin. Could it be that the little bun is the idiot's weakness?
An Zihao shook his head and slowly stood up.

An Zihao, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly froze for a moment, and froze in place. He lowered his head, and saw the little hands tightly clutching him.

"Hugging bear, warm hugging bear...don't, don't go." Gu Qianyi frowned, his face was full of nervousness, and he muttered in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)

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