Liu Zhenying was stunned and tilted his head: "Why do you want to deal with him?"

"Because he bullied you."

"But I've already beaten him."

Why clean up again?

Shouldn't it be a case-by-case discussion, and any grudges should be reported on the spot?

Qu Xiaojue pursed his thin lips into a straight line and looked at her, his clean and clear apricot eyes filled with slight confusion and confusion.

He took the initiative to explain: "He bullied you. You beat him on the spot because you were brave. And I want to punish him again because he bullied the person I like. I need to let him remember."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhenying's attention suddenly went sideways.

Her palm-sized face lit up in vain: "Do you like me?"

"Of course."

He thought he was being obvious enough.

He pinched her chin with his fingers, and his low and loose voice sounded a little intimate: "If I didn't like you, why would I buy you so many delicious foods? Could it be that I'm really being taken advantage of?"

She immediately arched her eyebrows and smiled, her face was exceptionally clean, covered with a thin layer of crimson, and she looked silly: "Master is right, you will indeed fall in love with me."

To be honest, maybe because they have been together for a long time, Qu Xiaojue also has a certain degree of conviction in the word "destiny".

Otherwise, how could he explain that his previous girlfriends were all slim-waisted, long-legged, beautiful, and over 1.7 meters tall, but now he would fall in love with such a short melon who could barely be considered delicate and beautiful.

The more he thought about it, the more Qu Xiaojue felt that he was at a loss.

He leaned over to her ear and bit her ear tip angrily. Feeling her body suddenly tense up, he chuckled with a sexy and nasty voice: "You understand what I just said.

?”

"Ah? Got it."

Liu Zhenying quickly covered his ears, flattened his mouth, and was very dissatisfied: "I like it if you like it, why do you have to bite me?"

Yeah, she still didn't understand.

Although she said the opposite, her eyes were still filled with ignorance and she was only focused on accusing him.

But it doesn't matter.

He didn't need her to understand so much. He raised his hand and touched her hair: "It's okay. Just wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

She looked at his deep and handsome features and nodded hesitantly: "Oh, okay."

"Be good, wait until I come back and take you to buy milk tea."

He kissed her on the cheek again, stood up and left the box quickly.

Only Liu Zhenying was left watching Qu Xiaojue's figure disappear from sight, lowered his head, and happily took a sip of the juice in his hand.

Squint your eyes, ah, this tastes really good.

I just don’t know who tastes better, juice or milk tea with coconut.

Qu Xiaojue asked Liu Zhenying to sit here and wait for him, but she really didn't move. Even if someone occasionally came up to talk to them with various thoughts, she would not talk to them.

She thought she was obedient enough for the milk tea.

But who would have thought...

There are still some people who like to come forward and provoke without looking long-sighted.

"Country boy, did the Lord just leave you here and ignore you?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhenying drowsily looked up at the source of the sound. Her consciousness was a little blurry, but it did not prevent her from seeing clearly that the person coming was Fei Qian, who had just stood up for Liao Qingqing at the dinner table.

There was a crystal crown on Fei Qian's head. She didn't know who gave it to her, making her look like a delicate little princess.

She didn't want to say anything more, just shook her head: "No, Qu Xiaojue went to beat someone up."

"Hit someone?"

Fei Qian frowned and looked around the box, but didn't find anyone missing.
Chapter completed!