OK~ I can't do it anymore."

"Then how do you prove that you are like me two hundred and once a day?"

"It's not two hundred times, nor two hundred and two times, it's just exactly two hundred and one."

Qi Xiaoyu has always been a rigorous female classmate.

"This is a very deep question."

"When I go to New Zealand, think about it."

"Have you not had a good rest these two days?"

"Do you want to go back to bed early today?"

Huan Xiangqi met with the meeting of going out early and returning late, and he also had to confess his love to the schedule of check-in, expressing concern.

"We young, where do we need to sleep so much?"

"Isn't staying up late or something as normal as eating?"

"You are more in need of maintenance."

Qi Yuhuanxiang's "However" in the words he just said had an objection.

It sounds like there is a feeling that Qi Yu had no depth in other questions asked before.

A little encounter is a character that never suffers from words.

Huanxiang gave her a "yes", and she turned around and returned it twice as much.

Qi Xiaoyu's mentality changed in an ambiguous atmosphere without realizing it, and no longer in front of the elder brother or behind the elder brother.

It looks a bit obvious.

"In your eyes, I have reached the level of an old man?"

"Is it really that old?"

"You will dislike it from now on, how long will it take to dislike it?"

Huan Xiang was a little helpless.

"What's the matter? Look, Ada dislikes my handsome father for so many years, isn't it still good?" Qi Yu disagreed.

"From what you mean, Ada intends to dislike Uncle Qi for the rest of her life, right?"

"Yes, yes~" Qi Yu often talks like she is singing, especially when she is happy.

"So... you have made plans to despise me for the rest of your life, right?" Huan Xiang's so-called words were particularly meaningful.

"To you, a big head~"

Qi Yu made a face at Huan Xiang, then blinked his innocent big eyes and asked:

"What is life?"

"Can you eat it as a meal?"

"If it doesn't work, it's not as good as a cup."

"At least you can use the cup to drink it."

The logic of logic encounters is different from that of ordinary people.

When people give cups, they want to express the beautiful meaning of being together for the rest of their lives.

When I arrived at Qi Xiaoyu's classmate, I had a good life, but it was worse than a cup.

"Then I'll buy a cup to give it to you. What kind of thing do you like?" Huan Xiang switched the topic according to Qi Yu's words.

"Where are you like this?"

"Don't we both give gifts and receive gifts and pay attention to a surprise?"

"You have to ask the style of a cup even if you give it. What else can you give me?"

"What's the difference between giving me money and asking me to buy it myself?"

"Do I need a cup of money?"

"It seems like you have money."

The Lord of Rock Vulcan looked disdainful.

The expression and the tone are very good.

"I'm missing, please give it to me." Brother Huan Xiang also didn't play according to common sense.

I don’t know why, but the two poems in the morning set off the atmosphere of confession, which became completely different at night.

Brother Huan Xiang has been looking forward to it, and every sentence is so sweet that it can make honey.

But Huan Xiang is more accustomed to Qi Yu like this now.

If he lives like Qiong Yao's drama every moment, it will make him feel a little uncomfortable.

Huanxiang is very adaptable.

When Qi meets Tian, ​​he can follow Tian.

When Qi encounters trouble, he can help add a handful of firewood.

"Then what kind of thing do you want?" Qi Yu asked with a look that was so cute that it looked like a sky.

Xiaoyu met such a generous person, and Brother Huan Xiang asked her for a gift, let alone a cup, even if it was... two, it would have to buy it for him.

"I want what you like." Brother Huan Xiang is so old, and he is not polite to an eighteen-year-old girl at all.

"You ask me for a gift, but what you want is one I like."

"Brother Huan Xiang, is there something wrong with your mind?"

"Do I need to ask handsome dad to put in a new high-matching component for you to replace?"

Qi Yu tried to erase the purchasing agent between the two through the "big and small" method.

"I've heard of water entering my brain, but I haven't heard of iron entering my brain."

"Otherwise, please help me talk to your dad."

"I'm pretty looking forward to the inheritance of the blacksmith's skills in [Qijia Iron Shop] besides horseshoe."

An official, who is good at following the flow of good deeds, never gains fame.

No matter what Qi Yu said, Brother Huan Xiang took it naturally.

"Hahahahahahahahaha, Brother Huanxiang, your interests and hobbies are really widespread." Qi Yu never used the title you call him when talking to Shuai's father and Ada.

However, when chatting with Huan Xiang, he emphasized this "respective title".

"That's right, I'm going to confess my love to the 18-year-old girl!" Huan Xiang pulled the topic back:

"People are so old and have less widespread interests and hobbies, how can they still have any chance of winning? You said yes, right?"

"It's true, Brother Huan Xiang, what you summarized is really reasonable." Qi Yu gave Huan Xiang a manual praise.

"Is your brother Huan Xiang really that old age is too old?" Huan Xiang suddenly asked seriously.

"Of course... there is! What water light needles, calcified oxidant, you can use it if you should use it." Qi Yu did not take Huan Xiang seriously at this time.

"Botoxin."

"What?"

"Botox is not Botox." Huan Xiang made a small correction.

"Oh, that's right? It's true that he is an expert. It seems that he has used a lot in daily life." Qi Yu's way of admitting his mistakes is also unique.

"Or why I'd better go for plastic surgery. Skin caress or something should be more effective, right?" Huan Xiang smiled helplessly.

"You dare!"

"The beauty of the elder brother Huanxiang's grand era belongs to the Lord of Rock Vulcan."

"Whoever dares to touch a knife on my brother Huanxiang's face? I will use the red-hot iron piece to brand the face of the man in a flat plane!"

The officials of Qizhou are not allowed to "defil" Guan Xiang's appearance except himself.

Even the big brother is not good.

"It's up to you, that's fine. In the future, I'll leave my face to you to take care of." Huan Xiangfeng accepted this reality lightly.

"Ah? Don't you? Is there really someone in this world who is not afraid of death?" Qi Yu looked shocked and worried.

"Can a person die if he cleans up his face?" As Huan Xiang said, he reached out and wanted to touch Qi Yu's head.

I recalled the scene where I had just been avoided, and finally put my hand on the long mane of rock Vulgan.

"That's not!"

"Tell me, you have not even caught up with me, so I will ask you to help you take care of your face."

"What should you do with such a wonderful face?"
To be continued...