I don’t know which words please Qu Xiaojue for no reason.

Just looking at his arrogant and handsome face with a shallow smile, which has a sexiness that confuses all living beings, he rubbed his bronze fingers on Liu Zhenyin's face, and laughed: "What are you bothering? The person who should be bothered is

I'm right."

"Ah?" She raised her face in confusion: "What's bothering you?"

"What do you think?"

Liu Zhenying thought seriously for two seconds, and then said the truth: "I don't know."

Qu Xiaojue almost laughed out of anger.

Leaning down, her unique cool and quiet, yet vaguely charming breath floated into his nostrils, and his rough fingers gently rubbed her chin: "It's not something that can annoy me.

It’s not you, why are you telling me to keep a distance from me during the excavation of the ancient tomb, and not to reveal the relationship between the two of us for the time being? I’m just going to make it hard for you to take action, huh?”

As he spoke, a light kiss fell on Liu Zhenying's ear, his hot breath, and the gnawed earlobe.

Liu Zhenying's whole body shook uncontrollably, and he subconsciously wanted to push.

But Qu Xiaojue had the experience of the previous two times and grasped her little hand as if he had predicted it in advance. His smile became more and more frivolous and ambiguous: "If you do it again and again, how could I let you do it again and again? Wouldn't it make me look stupid?"

"Then let go of me, it will make me very hot."

The warm and soft voice was the best whisper in Qu Xiaojue's ears.

He put his arm around her waist, and he did not continue to bully her, but his handsome face still lowered his face to hers: "Tell me, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I won't let you off lightly."

Breathing disorder, Liu Zhenying found that recently, especially in front of Qu Xiaojue, he began to lose control of his breathing.

Her eyebrows wrinkled uncontrollably.

This is not a good habit.

It is a precursor to serious respiratory diseases, including pneumonia, bronchitis or emphysema.

Liu Zhenying was considering whether to go to the hospital for a systematic checkup after this incident was over.

Qu Xiaojue's big palm pinched her cheek lightly, almost gnashing his teeth: "Dwarf Winter Melon, how dare you think in front of me?"

"oh."

She was a little tired from standing. She looked around with her little eyes, pointed to a place with her hand, and said with a slight frown: "I want to sit there for a while."

"Dwarf winter melon."

The voice squeezed out from between the teeth sounded again.

He looked at her deeply.

He was talking to her about business.

But she explained seriously: "If everyone knew that you and I knew each other, you would delay a lot of my things."

"Will I delay your business?"

"Yes." She nodded: "You will be injured in this operation. In addition to you, other people's hands will be damaged. It will be very troublesome for me to save all of them. If you are by my side

If so, I will definitely be distracted."

These are all useless reasons.

but……

Slender fingers rubbed her chin: "Did you participate in this operation because I might be injured?"

Liu Zhenying nodded truthfully.

Qu Xiaojue couldn't help but think more, his eyes darkened: "So I will be seriously injured?"

"No."

She looked into those deep and dark eyes and pursed her lips: "You are not seriously injured, but the injury is on your face and it will leave scars. Then you will become ugly."

If he becomes ugly, it proves that he is not good-looking.

She just wanted to look good at him from the beginning.
Chapter completed!