Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 478 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (44)

"Not this time, really."

Xie Zhinian's expression became more and more pitiful, and he said, "If you don't believe me, you can pinch it back now, okay?"

Xie Zhinian's height was the same as the box Qian Qiu was stepping on, even half a head taller.

His white and slender hands rested on the edge of the box, and he stood on tiptoe, so that his chin just rested on it.

The young man raised his exquisite eyes and looked at her with aggrieved eyes.

"Pinch it, you can pinch it back as you like."

Qian Qiu looked at the boy's face and immediately stretched out his hand.

Xie Zhinian gently grabbed her wrist again, and added, "Then we'll go home after pinching."

"No." Qianqiu said.

Xie Zhinian didn't speak, but his eyes became more and more pitiful, as if he was complaining about something.

Qian Qiu snorted coldly, complaining softly.

"You're a big liar."

"I do not have……"

"You have, every time you just finished speaking, you lied to me."

"You, you lied to me too." Xie Zhinian's tone was aggrieved.

Qian Qiu was taken aback, and asked again: "Where have I ever lied to you?"

"I remember you lying to me."

"Huh?" Qian Qiu was a little dazed.

Xie Zhinian's voice was hoarse, but his tone was extraordinarily righteous.

"You lied to me, so I want to lie back."

Qianqiu: "..."

I was speechless.

"but……"

Xie Zhinian paused, looked at Qianqiu's expression, and said:
"If you don't like it, then don't lie to me in the future, let's get even."

He said and held out his little finger.

"We can pull the hook, and when the hook is finished, we can't go back on our word."

"OK?"

Xie Zhinian blinked.

Xie Zhinian's attire is always neat and tidy.

The same is true of his facial features, delicate and clean, but also alienated from being close to people.

It's just that he is still young, and his figure and outline have a hint of youthfulness.

Such a young boy became pitiful, and even his usually delicate and indifferent eyes softened.

He raised his head and leaned on the edge of the box to look at himself.

His hair is fluffy, and one of the dull hairs is sticking up.

The slender eyelashes fluttered up and down, with a pale golden luster in the sun.

His lips were slightly opened because he raised his head, biting his lip nervously.

It seems that a poor boy who is homeless is afraid that he will be abandoned again.

Qianqiu just looked at him quietly.

"..."

No.

The little brother likes to pretend to be pitiful, how can you believe his words!

Qianqiu wanted to move his eyes away and shake off his hand.

The young man pinched her sleeve carefully with his slender and beautiful fingers, and said:
"is it okay?"

What Xie Zhinian dislikes the most is pretending to be pitiful.

He usually has a bad temper, and anyone who dares to provoke him will meet him in the alley after school.

Facing the little girl in front of him.

He didn't know what to do, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't scold him.

If you can't be tough, then...then you can only be soft.

Pretending to be pitiful.

"Is it all right?" he said again.

The boy's voice is still hoarse.

His voice was very low, and he spoke in a low voice, which added a bit of cuteness.

Qianqiu: "..."

No.

How can you believe his words, how many times she has suffered, she must never...

Xie Zhinian blinked, and looked at her with his lips tightly pressed together.

Qian Qiu made up her mind, took a deep breath, and wanted to say something.

"Okay, okay."

In the end, she still couldn't calm down.

After all, her heart couldn't withstand a violent blow.

(End of this chapter)