"I did it on purpose."

“…”

"It's so boring to go to work alone." Lu Hanxiao suddenly became impatient and knocked on the steering wheel, "Is it wrong to be bored and lonely alone? Is it wrong to be a thirty-year-old man?"

Tsk, I'm still angry.

Zhou Qiao really couldn't understand his brain circuit at this moment and decided to calm down.

Anyway, you are a rich man and you are right.

Back at the apartment, Aunt Qi was not at home.

"If you said you didn't come back to have dinner in the morning, she would definitely not have cooked. I guess she went to dance the square dance." Zhou Qiao said casually.

But Lu Hanxiao said sarcastically, "Do you hate me?"

Zhou Qiao was innocent, "No, I'll cook, what do you want to eat?"

"Candy Chen Qinghe, let's make a braised pork."

Zhou Qiao sneered, "Hey."

"Pull out the hair a little bit, I don't like those with too much hair."

As he became more and more nonsense, Zhou Qiao naturally raised his fist and smiled and wanted to hit him.

Lu Hanxiao said excitedly, "I have never lost the scissors and stone cloth!"

Then he spread his palms directly, "You make a 'stone' and I make a 'cloth'."

Zhou Qiao's fist was still soft in the air, and Lu Hanxiao's "cloth" pounced directly, wrapping her hand around. His mother shouted loudly: "I won!"

Zhou Qiao's hands were tightly held, his palms were hot and his strength was full.

Lu Hanxiao smiled and said, "What are your eyes? Scissors and stone cloth, you have to admit defeat if you lose. Don't be angry. Please keep your normal heart. You have to understand your brother's suffering. After all, Chen Qinghe is stupid."

After a series of words, the originally awkward and ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Qiao let him hold it, forgot to struggle for a moment, and was so happy.

Lu Hanxiao's eyes changed slightly, and he asked half-truely: "As soon as you say you pluck your hair clean, you will start to get angry."

“…”
Chapter completed!