C20 Jealous Walking too Close

She thought he was going to let her go, but the next second, the man put his foot on her waist.

She could clearly feel someone's obvious change.

"Stop messing around, I'm really going to sleep." Qin Zixia begged for mercy.

"Sleep, I didn't stop you from sleeping."

When did he become thick-skinned? He closed his eyes and counted the sheep three times, but she still didn't sleep, and the people behind her didn't stop.

Qin Zixia tightly pursed her lips. When she opened her eyes, it was as if she had made a decision. She turned around and didn't wait for her to make the first move. The man had already made the first move.

These things need to last for 21 days a day before a man can be completely devoted to you, says the Ten Guide to the Hands.

Qin Zixia did the first two styles of the day on time, except for the third style, which happened to meet her period.

When Xi Qiujie found out that her body wasn't strong enough, his face turned even darker.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on her face.

After Qin Zixia finished her dinner, she wiped her mouth and spoke carefully while looking at Xi Chujie, who was still drinking the soup.

"Hubby, you forgot. You promised to help me vent my anger."

Xi Qiujie put down the bowl and wiped his lips.

"But I didn't promise you'd be close to your ex-boyfriend." He had a hundred ways to deal with Qin Haoran, so why did he insist on using his own ways?

"Hubby, if you want to do it yourself, then do it yourself." Qin Zixia pinched her throat and pouted. The book said that most men liked women's voices.

"Speak normally." On the contrary, Xi Qiujie hated women the most.

Morning Rain must have bought a pirated book, and Xi Qiujie didn't ask for anything from her, just the same as before.

"Hubby, look at these 21 days, I've been a good wife and mother at home. I have completely given up on Qin Haoran. Believe me, it's impossible for my old relationship with Qin Haoran to be rekindled. " Qin Zixia said her heartfelt words, hoping to gain Xi Qiujie's trust.

"You did remind me that the past has come back to life." The man narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing across them.

Qin Zixia lowered her eyes and did not see his sharp gaze at all. Instead, she opened her eyes that were filled with anger.

"Xi Chujie, you liar, you don't want to help me."

She slapped the table angrily and stood up. She ignored the pain in her palm and untied the mastiff's leash.

"Mastiff, stop fooling around with your dad, otherwise you'll be corrupted and break your word." The mastiff at Xi Chujie's feet was pulled out by Qin Zixia.

Xi Qiujie watched as the man and dog left, his anger had mostly dissipated.

Ever since Qin Zixia had allowed the mastiff to sleep on the bed, it came every day, but Xi Chujie always closed the door and left it outside. Qin Zixia knew that he had a germaphobia, so she didn't say anything and looked on sympathetically as the mastiff was forcibly pushed out the door.

"Come out, mastiff. You will sleep with mother in the guest room today." Qin Zixia undid the mastiff's collar and carried her pillow out.

"Go, go, and don't come back." Xi Qiujie patted the mastiff's head and said something.

"Woof woof!" The mastiff lashed out at Xi Qiujie in dissatisfaction.

Xi Chujie frowned. He had kept a pet for eight years, but it was taken away by a woman who had just passed through the door.

"Don't think about eating meat in the future."

"Woof woof ~" The mastiff seemed to understand the human language and cried out in grievance.

"It's fine, Mom will give it to you. You don't even see who took care of you during this period of time, and some people still have the nerve to fight over it." These days, the mastiff was completely under her care.

The woman's strange voice aroused the anger of the man.

Pout of temper?

Don't be the first to lower your head.

The deafening sound of a door slamming against each other rang out from behind her. Qin Zixia stretched her neck and raised her voice towards the door.

"Mastiff, when it comes to people who break their word, we can't be polite!"

He didn't cook nor pass water anymore. Qin Zixia brought the mastiff out to play all day long.

The mastiff had become arrogant. Seeing Xi Qiujie's return, it didn't rush up enthusiastically. Instead, it fell asleep on the floor, ignoring Xi Chujie's attitude.

He had no conscience, he was bribed by Qin Zixia very quickly.

Xi Qiujie went upstairs to shower and get ready for bed.

Qin Zixia shushed the mastiff by her side, bent down and gently opened the door. Then, she pressed the button and deliberately turned the volume up to the highest possible level.

The entire building could hear the discordant sounds.

Hearing that, Xi Qiujie wrapped a towel around himself and rushed out to check out the situation.

She covered her mouth and snickered!

"Qin Zixia!" The man said furiously. She was lifted up like a little chicken.

The mastiff followed, but was kicked in the butt by Xi Chujie. It cried out and was rejected at the door.

Qin Zixia immediately hid the crime scene tools behind her back, opened her eyes wide, and nervously welcomed the man's ugly face.

Xi Qiujie wanted to say something, but the TV set let out an unpleasant scream.

The sharp sound stung his ears.

Instinctively, she turned off the TV, and things finally quieted down.

"Qin Zixia, your skin has been itching for a few days. You're asking for a beating!" Xi Qiujie pinched her chin, his heated gaze locked onto her pink-lipped lips.

With a complicated expression, the man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his breathing became rapid.

Qin Zixia noticed his strangeness, and a trace of a strange light flashed in her eyes. she said confidently.

"Xi Chujie, don't forget, we are still in the cold war."

The fearless voice slowly pulled back his reason.

She turned her face to the side and strode back to the bathroom.

The woman's lips curled up into a proud smile.

Half an hour later, when Xi Qiaojie arrived, his eyes fell on the person lying on the bed.

Qin Zixia lied on the bed, making people unable to shift their gaze away. She ignored Xi Qiujie and mumbled to herself.

"Why is your room so hot?" As he spoke, he undid the button on his neck …

Xi Qiujie forced himself to look away. He picked up a book and sat down on the sofa to read.

Why didn't he learn to read and meditate like a monk on TV?

Qin Zixia strode over to his side.

"Hubby" deliberately blew hot air into his ear.

Xi Qiujie frowned.

When did she become so good at flirting with men? He leaned back and continued to read as if nothing had happened.

Very good, I don't believe you can endure the next move.

Qin Zixia took the book from his hands and sat on his lap, her charming smile like silk.

"Hubby, do you like books or me?"

Xi Qiujie roared in his heart as he forcefully removed the towel on his body. Feeling the icy touch on his hand, his movements froze as he looked at her with slight surprise.

"You want it?" At the moment, she was like a cunning fox, sneakily smiling at him.

These panties can't be opened without a key.

"Qin Zixia, who taught you this?" His voice was hoarse, as if he was holding back something.

Her wife was a blush in a dress like that. How could she play such a thing and such a trick?

Qin Zixia laughed even more happily.

Raindrop's method was very useful, thanks to the tool that had been sent over by her.

"Don't worry about it. The key question is whether you want it or not. Do you agree to my conditions?" Qin Zixia looked determined.

Xi Qiujie's expression changed. No one had ever threatened him before.

He began to squeak at her, and her tickling giggles made her body twist into a twist.

"Hehe … don't be so ticklish. I'm telling you, I won't admit defeat."

When her gaze fell on her neck, her eyes lit up and she extended her hand to take it.

Qin Zixia suddenly came back to her senses and nervously held his hand.

"You can't take my key! "Hehehehe ~"

Xi Qiujie scratched her belly, causing her to laugh so hard that she couldn't move at all.

With a "pa" sound, the lock was opened.

He threw the key in the air, making a beautiful arc, and it landed on the floor.

The clothes on the floor began to pile up, one by one. When no clothes fell down, an indescribable sound came from inside the room.

Half an hour later, Qin Zixia was lying on the bed. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling angrily.

Xi Qiujie held his head up and looked at her in amusement.

"What is it? "Angry." There was a smile in his voice.

The woman pretended not to hear anything and ignored him.

"I promise you."

"What did you say? Say it again!" Qin Zixia turned over in excitement, her eyes flashing with excitement.

"You know that." Her lips curved in a perfect arc. This little woman had no idea how adorable and attractive she was right now.

"His arms were around the man's neck." "Great, thank you, husband." With great difficulty, she finally managed to convince him. She was extremely excited, and her speech became faster and faster.

"Just thank you?"

Qin Zixia propped up half of her body, and her tender lips stuck to her thin lips. The two once again sank.

A cafe.

Dots of sunlight danced nimbly on the tiny curls of her flaxen hair. He wore a long, black, transparent sleeve with a black halter top, wide, white pants, a black pillowcase, and white high-heeled shoes with pointy points.

Sexy but not vulgar, simple but very easy to attract people's attention, overall speaking is the temperament elegant.

Her brown eyes were filled with endless amazement. She had really changed. In the past, the little girl had gotten some sense of taste when she wore clothes, and her figure became even more striking.

Qin Haoran stood up and smiled.

"Xia Xia, you're here."

Multicolored light?

For a second it was as if they had returned to the moment eight years ago when they had known each other, their hearts pounding. She looked at the man in front of her again. His youth had faded away, and the gaze of the elites in the shopping mall had disappeared. She lifted the strands of hair at the temples and tied them behind her ears.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Qin Haoran noticed that she was wearing nothing on her right hand, and a trace of joy appeared on her face.