Knows how to act like a baby

Author: Wei Mo Chu

Knows how to act like a baby

Jiang Beiting was very speechless as Nan Qingqing grabbed her collar.

Seeing the persistence in Nan Qingqing's eyes, he could only sigh: "No!"

Nan Qingqing did not ask further questions, but let go readily.

Jiang Beiting still doesn't believe that he was let go so easily?

Nan Qingqing hummed: "I've seen Xinghua. She's not as good-looking as me, not as good-looking as me, and not as good at acting like me. It's normal that you don't like her!"

Jiangbeiting:......

Nan Qingqing didn't wait for Jiang Beiting's reply and hummed again: "Did I say something wrong?"

Jiang Beiting laughed.

"Can you act coquettishly?"

He leaned against the wall and kept bending his knees. Anyway, Zamabu was a piece of cake for him. At this time, he was just coaxing Nan Qingqing, but it was rare for him to follow her orders in a good mood.

When I see her look now, I feel like she looks like a little fox with fried fur, which is interesting no matter how you look at it.

Nan Qingqing coughed lightly: "Although it's not as good as my brother's voice, he can indeed act coquettishly!"

She hugged Jiang Beiting's waist with both hands, "Brother Ting, can't you feel it?"

The sweetness is definitely off the charts.

Jiang Beiting stood up straight in embarrassment and pinched Nan Qingqing's mouth.

He felt that there might be something really wrong with this woman.

"Brother Ting, what's wrong with you? Don't you like my coquettishness? Or does your brother feel sorry for me?"

Nan Qingqing is addicted to playing and has no intention of letting Jiang Beiting go.

Jiang Beiting directly covered her mouth this time.

"You know how to act like a spoiled brat!"

The voice was a little embarrassed.

Nan Qingqing smiled and narrowed her eyes, feeling that she had finally regained a victory.

She nuzzled in Jiang Beiting's arms, and after a long time she asked in a low voice: "Brother, if we continue to be here, do you think those at the door will stretch their ears and stuff them in?"

She hung her feet on Jiang Beiting's neck, and her warm breath blew on Jiang Beiting's ears, and the numbing heat flow slid into his ears along the hair on his ears.

A numb feeling goes straight to the tailbone.

Jiang Beiting knew he was doomed.

He really couldn't handle Nan Qingqing's coquettishness.

For a moment, he suspected that his countless records would be broken.

Fortunately, he caught the key point of Nan Qingqing's words, raised his eyes and glanced at the door panel, and saw the figures of some people through the gap.

He grabbed Nan Qingqing's waist and pulled the belt behind her. He grabbed the door bolt with his fingers and pulled open the door panel with force.

Ouch sounds kept coming and going.

Soon several guys walked in at the door.

It's not just a few inches.

Inn Tou and the others struggled to get up from the ground, giggled twice one by one, and ran away.

Jiang Beiting's devilish voice sounded behind them: "Since you are so free, we won't be allowed to eat until we finish replacing the roof today!"

A few people in Cuntou wailed, but they didn't dare not do it.

Nan Qingqing nestled in Jiang Beiting's arms, paralyzed with laughter.

Today is the happiest day for her since she wore the book.

Jiang Beiting took Nan Qingqing out and asked her to stay with her grandma obediently. He also wanted to go to the village party secretary.

Nan Qingqing complained to her grandma that Jiang Beiting was too ignorant.

Grandma asked cheerfully: "Then if he has a fat head and a smooth tongue, would you still be interested in him?"

Nan Qingqing thought for a moment, "It's probably difficult!"

Grandma patted her hand and said, "That's right. Although Dabei is cold, he has a good heart!"

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Jiang Beiting and the village party secretary walked into the house one after another. The old party secretary took out a small box and handed it to Jiang Beiting.

The small box is made of camphor wood, and its unique aroma is very easy to distinguish.

Jiang Beiting looked around with the small box in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked the old party secretary: "This is a machine box!"

The old branch secretary packed himself a bag of pot tobacco and nodded.

"If it weren't for the agency, do you think you could still be here today?"

Although... but..., this is the truth, but it doesn't need to be said so straightforward, right?

Jiang Beiting didn't have any extra thoughts. The old party secretary's ability to keep his promise was beyond his expectation.

"You should be able to open it, right?"

The old party secretary was also curious about what was in this box. It was not that he had never tried to open it, but he had met a very good carpenter in the early years and knew that if this kind of wooden box was not opened at once, the contents inside would be destroyed.

Even though the old branch secretary has little education, he still has some sense of loyalty.

Knowing that Jiang Beiting can be picked up, the future will definitely not be simple.

Rather than destroying a wooden box, it is better to keep the wooden box and create a good relationship.

I can't tell when it will be used.

Jiang Beiting looked around at the wooden box and thought of Nan Qingqing's wooden box. The mechanism was the same type, which made him suspicious.

Were they all made by a carpenter?

But he shook his head at the old branch secretary.

"I need to go back and do some research! I have no clue!"

The old party secretary was very disappointed, but he also believed that there was no need for Jiang Beiting to lie to him.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with being cautious."

Jiang Beiting nodded, put the wooden box aside, and asked about his uncle's family.

"When my uncle's family left the village for the county seat, did the village still reserve the homestead for him?"

The old party secretary gave a negative answer to Jiang Beiting's question.

"You had a big quarrel with your uncle's family back then, and the people who came to pick you up made it clear that they would never forgive your uncle's behavior. So they kicked your uncle's family out that year, and our Jiang family's genealogy also said that they would never forgive your uncle's behavior.

His name is gone!"

Speaking of this matter, the old party secretary still remembers it very clearly.

The question is, there are very few people who can be removed from the family tree.

Jiang Beiting got a satisfactory answer and talked about meeting his uncle today.

"Uncle will definitely return to the village soon. I'll have to ask you to help me deal with it then. I'm afraid there will be casualties if we take action!"

The old party secretary almost burned himself with the pipe in his hand.

He rolled his eyes at Jiang Beiting, pressed his thumb on the tobacco in the pot, and then struck a match and lit the tobacco.

He took a strong puff, slowly exhaled the smoke, and warned Jiang Beiting in a bad tone: "Please restrain yourself, murder is illegal now!"

Jiang Beiting chuckled.

The old branch secretary was choked.

Only then did he remember the special nature of Jiang Beiting, and many people had died in his hands.

He coughed twice: "Remember, you must not do anything!"

Jiang Beiting pinched his fingers and seemed to be able to feel the warmth of Nan Qingqing's hold.

"As long as he's not twitchy, I won't do anything!"

The old party secretary was depressed.

With the personality of the boss of the Jiang family, as long as he is instigated by his wife, his brain will be easily twitched.

"It's the death anniversary of your grandparents in two days, so you have to be careful and don't kill anyone!"

The old party secretary warned again, and Jiang Beiting nodded casually, "How was the meeting yesterday? How do you plan to deal with the matter between Hu Chunsheng and Nan Jiaojiao?"

Nan Qingqing: What are you going to do?
Chapter completed!