Gossip Queen: Devil Husband spoil to the Bone

Xia Qingsi ate something to fill her stomach at will, and soon she was full.

Bi Hai saw her beautiful appearance and looked helpless, "Miss Xia, the ninth master didn't eat."

"Isn't there something to eat on the table?" Xia Qingsi asked back with a small mouth.

Bi Hai: "but the ninth master didn't come down."

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

Xia Qingsi's words made Bi haisai speechless. It seems that it doesn't matter, but it does.

The ninth master was obviously angry because of Xia Qingsi. At the moment, Xia Qingsi was sullen and locked himself upstairs. Xia Qingsi ate happily by herself and didn't pay attention to the ninth master at all.

When Xia Qingsi was full, she went upstairs by herself. The door of the master bedroom was closed. Xia Qingsi couldn't get in, so she went directly to the upstairs guest room to take a bath and sleep.

When she was about to fall asleep, the door rang. Xia Qingsi was slightly stunned. When she looked back, she found that the door had been opened. There was a tall dark shadow at the door. Xia Qingsi tilted her head for a long time before she recognized that it was night nine engine. The beautiful willow eyebrows frowned. Xia Qingsi didn't get up immediately, but pulled the quilt over her and continued to pretend to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the man stepped forward and opened the quilt on the bed when Xia Qingsi was unprepared.

The cold wind whizzed inward, and Xia Qingsi shivered involuntarily.

"Get up!" The man's cold voice came from above.

Xia Qingsi didn't move and continued to pretend to sleep.

Night Jiuqing had expected that she would do so. She stepped into bed and directly grabbed Xia Qingsi's wrists with strong hands, pressing Xia Qingsi under her in a very domineering posture.

She couldn't fit it anymore. She impressively opened her eyes and said to the eyes of Jiuqing at night, "what are you doing?"

Night nine engine didn't speak. She stared at her with pity. Her cold and sharp eyes were very scary. She looked at Xia Qingsi for a moment.

He didn't speak, and Xia Qingsi wisely chose not to move. They were so deadlocked for a long time. When Xia Qingsi thought that night Jiuqing was going to hurt her, she heard the man say, "I'm hungry."

In three simple words, Xia Qingsi was stunned. Her big eyes like grapes looked at the night nine engine blankly. Are you hungry? Shouldn't this be a cook? Tell me what to do?

Xia Qingsi heard it again before she recovered from the shock, that is to say, "I want to eat your dishes."

"I remember the kitchen made dinner, and no one moved it. In fact, you can heat it and eat it. There's no need to be so troublesome..." at last, Xia Qingsi was silent, because she felt that the breath from night Jiuqing was getting colder and colder, and the strong oppression silenced Xia Qingsi.

Finally, she counseled: "if you're too lazy to do it, can I help you cook? I'm very tired after filming all day today and don't want to cook."

Xia Qingsi asked tentatively, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining and looking forward to it.

The man on the body was finally willing to move, and his hand holding Xia Qingsi also loosened. With a cold hum, he started from Xia Qingsi and got out of bed. The careless arranger had some messy clothes, which was very elegant.

Xia Qingsi couldn't help muttering in her heart when she saw the indifferent and irrelevant face of yejiu Qing. The young master is the young master. She has to pull her out of bed to cook hot dishes after eating. Alas, why is her life so hard

Xia Qingsi sighed deeply and went downstairs dejected.