Moreover, Liu Zhenying knew very well that as long as he pinched Qu Yikun, he would pinch the Qu family and his wife in disguise.

This transaction is not a loss.

Otherwise, how could she let Qu Yikun run around behind them like a follower today, just for this small purpose?

Putting the last lychee in his hand into Qu Xiaojue's mouth, Liu Zhenying took out a wet tissue and wiped the juice on his fingers. His tone was a little cold and careless: "I always feel that now is the last moment before the storm is about to come.

Tranquility, so if they can keep quiet, that would be the best. If not... I'm afraid I have to use some small means to ensure that they don't hold me back."

These words were obviously gentle and shallow, but they somehow contained an unspeakable murderous intention.

Qu Xiaojue naturally understood what he heard, and tapped his knuckled fingers twice on the steering wheel: "Don't worry, as long as Yi Kun is around, I believe they will know enough is enough."

"Whatever." She stretched out, still with that lazy look on her face, and looked out the window with her head raised: "Is it almost there?"

"Being there soon."

The car slowly drove into the parking lot. There was a waiter waiting at the elevator entrance to guide them into the box.

The food at Meifu is still as fresh as ever, enough to make you swallow your tongue, but the portions are too small, each dish is still only a few chopsticks.

"Drink some lychee chicken soup before meals to warm your stomach."

Qu Xiaojue sat next to Liu Zhenying, and as if out of habit, he first served a bowl of soup to her, and then looked at the way she was a little reluctant, but obediently picked up the soup bowl, and the depth of his handsome features revealed

The slightest tenderness.

Throughout the whole process, none of them mentioned Qu Xiaojue's bad mood. They chatted all the time, and he served her soup and vegetables from time to time.

As the last dish of Korean lychees was served on the table, the eight-lychee eating table was about to come to an end.

There were only three lychee balls in the small but carved plate. Liu Zhenying stretched out after eating and drinking. The pulled skirt made her waist become more and more slender: "I eat

One, I’ll give you the remaining two. Eating more sweet ones will help secrete dopamine.”

The distance between the two people was very close, Qu Xiaojue just looked at her, and he didn't know which word in her words made him laugh, he lowered his head and approached her.

Liu Zhenying subconsciously pushed his head back: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing? I just forgot to ask you this morning..."

He put his arms on her side and said in a lazy, sexy voice, "Does it still hurt?"

It took her two or three seconds to realize that he was asking about what happened last night.

If it were any other little girl, she would have blushed and hid in the other person's arms, but Liu Zhenying took the initiative to greet him, hung her arms around his neck, and said calmly: "It hurt a little bit last night.

, but it doesn’t hurt this morning, you are pretty good, I think the time written in those books on dual cultivation is not as long as yours.”

He smiled more happily, lowered his head and bit the tip of his ear, and said in an ambiguous voice, "Mrs. Qu, are you complimenting me?"

"Of course." Liu Zhenying thought that she didn't say it clearly enough: "I read in a book that the normal size of a man when he is excited is ten to eighteen centimeters. You are almost two..."

Before she could finish her words, he blocked her mouth.

"You really dare to say anything."

He scolded, but it was not a deterrent. She could even feel the breath coming out of his thin lips: "You can just say this to me in the bedroom. If you dare to talk nonsense outside, be careful and I will go back and clean up."

you."
Chapter completed!