Chapter 941 I want to be the king (52)

Don't wait for Qianqiu to make a move.

Wen Nianhua moved quickly, leaned back, blocked the door, and pressed it with his backhand.

"Click."

The door is locked.

Wen Nianhua's series of operations were very fast.

Qian Qiu didn't panic, just glanced at him, "What?"

Wen Nianhua was a little nervous, and said after a while:

"……do not know."

With a blank tone, he thought for a while and then said, "I just can't leave anyway."

Qianqiu: "..."

Yes.

I didn't even know what I was going to do, so I dared to lock the door.

Isn't he afraid of doing something on his own?
Thinking of this, Qianqiu asked aloud: "Why, you are not afraid of me doing something?"

Wen Nianhua was taken aback.

Why is he afraid? Shouldn't she be afraid?

"What?" he asked subconsciously.

Seeing his blank expression, Qianqiu had dark thoughts, stretched out his hand, and pressed him against the door panel naturally.

"You." Qianqiu said.

Wen Nianhua: "..."

what?
……

then.

After a few minutes.

The door opened, and Wen Nianhua's fair and slender fingers pressed against his lips, concealing something and walking out.

In the living room, the cat had just jumped onto the sofa, and when it saw Wen Nianhua appearing, it got back in fright.

Qian Qiu followed Wen Nianhua leisurely, in a good mood.

really.

As soon as he bullied his little brother, no matter how bad he was, he felt better.

She is that bad.

Not only this, Qianqiu has worse things.

Seeing Wen Nianhua enter the bathroom, leaning against the wall at the door, his voice was lazy and depraved:
"Don't suppress yourself."

"You have the ability to bring me back, why can't you bear the consequences of bringing me back? Huh?"

"Wen Nianhua..."

There was the sound of splashing water inside.

After a while, Wen Nianhua came out.

He probably washed his face, sobered up a lot, and stared at Qian Qiu.

Qianqiu also stared at him.

For a long time.

Wen Nianhua's voice sounded, and said with a hint of hoarseness: "I am very happy today."

"Huh?" Qianqiu looked at him slowly.

"I seem to... like you a lot."

His expression was calm, his tone was very calm, but his ears turned red a little.

It seems that the freshly washed face has no effect.

Qianqiu waited for him to continue.

"And when you're jealous, I like it too." While talking, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of something.

Wen Nianhua was laughing.

Qian Qiu couldn't laugh anymore, and said: "...When did I get jealous?"

I am not, I am not.

Don't talk nonsense!

"That cat, have you forgotten?" Wen Nianhua said.

He probably will never forget that scene in his life.

The girl was holding a cat, and asked whether she wanted the cat or her...

"I've lost my memory." Qian Qiu continued, "I've always had a bad memory."

Qianqiu's voice just fell.

The cat that was hiding ran up to Qianqiu again, meowing.

Qian Qiu's complexion is not very good.

It was a misstep to bring this cat back.

This is probably her black history in front of her little brother.

Qian Qiu was about to leave, and said: "Forget it, I still have something to do, let's go first..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Nianhua stepped forward.

He was a head taller than Qian Qiu, and it happened that Qian Qiu was leaning against the wall again, blocking her way.

He pursed his lips slightly, looked at Qian Qiu and said, "What you just said, don't suppress yourself."

"I didn't." Qianqiu began to deny Sanlian, pretending nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)

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