After saying that, Liang Yi pulled his long arm and pulled Qiao Weiwei closer to him, and then imprinted a light kiss on her lips.

The sweet taste at the corners of her lips made him fascinated and unable to extricate himself.

A faint smell of perfume came to her, making him sink.

Qiao Weiwei pushed him away in disgust, wiped the corners of her lips, and then said, "I tell you, you dare to do this next time, do you believe me if I suck you to death?"

Cold nodded, and a charming smile appeared in his narrow eyes...

Thaksin.

This woman Qiao Weiwei has always done what she says.

There is nothing in this world that his parrot dares to do.

"I'm back! Rub the bowl yourself! I won't be with you!" Qiao Weiwei frowned, and then wiped the place where the cold kissed with her sleeves.

"Bang..."

The sound of the plate shattering came from the door to the kitchen.

Qiao Weiwei and Liang Yi looked up at the same time, and fell on the pile of broken porcelain pieces and fruits at the kitchen door...

Then the two of them slowly moved their eyes up at the same time, frozen on Qiu Rong, who was shining with tears at the door...

At this moment, Qiu Rong's eyes were slightly red, her eyebrows were deeply locked, and her whole body was trembling, as if she was injured, extremely pitiful...
Chapter completed!