Zhong Qingye's direct and impolite words successfully made Feng Jin frown again and again, but at this moment, he couldn't care about these details. Zhong Qingye was direct and he was not ambiguous.【】
Taking a few steps forward and walking to the edge of the bed, Feng Jin looked at the lazy girl and asked sharply: "Why did you agree to Qi Mo?"
He actually called Qi Mo by his name. Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, flipped his fingertips flexibly, and turned the dagger back and forth between his fingers. The cold light was cold: "What else can I do? I agree with each other since I like each other."
"Ah Qing!" As if he was dissatisfied with her perfunctory attitude, Feng Jin's voice suddenly rose a little higher, and the aura in his words was clearly visible. It was completely different from Qi Mo's domineering attitude. Although it was not fierce, it was even more frightening.
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Zhong Qingye's eyes twitched slightly, and he actually smiled even more cheerfully.
It's interesting, it's really interesting! I think it wasn't long after Zhong Qingye came to this damn place that she actually bumped into two boss-level men, and they were of different types. It was really good.
Feng Jin seemed to be aware of his gaffe. He paused for a moment and adjusted his mentality. He didn't care about the bad conventions and sat down on the edge of the bed. He said in a deep tone: "Ah Qing, getting married is not a trivial matter. I don't care about it."
I hope you are impulsive."
"Of course I won't be impulsive." Zhong Qingye's ability to answer questions is quite good, which is called a good person: "Of course I will think carefully about such a big matter as getting married."
After finishing speaking, before Feng Jin could react, she added mischievously: "It's because I thought clearly enough that I agreed to Qi Mo's offer." Just kidding, half of the city was in front of her, but
It was an easy transaction, did she lose anything? She would be a fool not to do it!
But how could Feng Jin know what she and Qi Mo were dealing with? She just felt that this Zhong Qingye was simply out of his mind. How could he be shouting to fight and kill one moment and become deeply in love the next moment?
His tone darkened again, and he looked at Zhong Qingye with an unkind expression. Before he could speak, Zhong Qingye interrupted him with a sneer: "What are you worried about?"
Feng Jin frowned: "I'm worried about you."
"What do I have to worry about?" Zhong Qingye waved his hand casually, and the dagger came out with a sharp sound. It penetrated straight into the log table not far away, and inserted a full two-thirds of it. The blade was still there.
Trembling ferociously.
Feng Jin's eyebrows jumped, and for the first time visible shock flashed through his narrow but gentle eyes. Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, like a child who had succeeded in a prank: "Is there any need to worry?"
Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, frowned at her for a long time, and suddenly stood up: "I don't allow it!"
"Ah?" Zhong Qingye was stunned.
"I don't allow you to marry!" Feng Jin's tone suddenly became firm: "No matter how good Qi Mo promised you, I won't allow you to ruin yourself like this!"
Looking at the firmness of this tone, Zhong Qingye could hardly turn around for a moment. He blinked his eyes and blinked again, his long eyelashes fluttering like a Barbie doll.
After being stunned for a while, she suddenly came to her senses, tilted her head and mocked the man with a soft yet firm expression, and sneered: "You can't do it? What qualifications do you have to do so? My parents are eager for me to climb up to the level quickly.
Where's Mo's bed? Why don't you agree?"
"Ah Qing!" Feng Jin suddenly scolded, and his tone softened instantly, obviously suppressing his anger: "Girl, you should pay attention to your words and deeds, not everything can be said with open mouth!"