"Oh, tell me, how can you be rude?" Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin teasingly with a warm smile on his face.
"Huh." Qin Molin turned his head and ignored her.
After a while, he saw Feng Xingying still looking at her and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
"Because you are good-looking." It was rare to tease Qin Molin, and Feng Xingying was in a good mood.
Especially teasing this little Qin Molin to the point of irritation satisfied Feng Xingying's bad taste.
"Humph. There are differences between men and women. If you stare at a man like this, you won't be able to get married in the future!"
"It doesn't matter, you marry me." Feng Xingying took a sip of porridge with a tired look on his face: "You are good-looking and strong, so marrying you is pretty good."
Feng Xingying said while secretly observing the changes in Qin Molin's expression.
Qin Molin seemed to really no longer remember her.
But his face suddenly turned red, and it was obvious that there was nothing he could do against the female scoundrel Feng Xingying.
But Feng Xingying felt warm in her heart. She understood that with Qin Molin's character, if another woman teased him like this, he would have been offended.
He just blushed and didn't resist, obviously he still had her subconsciously.
Feng Xingying took a sip of porridge in a good mood: "I can't cook, I'm not very strong, and I'm not as smart as you, so we agreed that when you grow up, you will marry me, okay?"
"Okay!" Qin Molin agreed subconsciously.
Even he himself was a little stunned.
He was obviously bullied by the female gangster, why did he still follow her wishes
Qin Molin bit his lip stubbornly and looked Feng Xingying up and down.
She was really beautiful, with icy muscles and jade bones, just like the fairy he had seen in his dreams.
It's just that the fairy in his dream is not as stupid and rogue as she is.
"We have agreed that you, Hongxing, will not go out of the relationship until I grow up." Qin Molin pouted and stared at Feng Xingying.
"What if I don't agree?" Feng Xingying blinked, actually liking the feeling of teasing Xiao Qin Molin.
Now Feng Xingying just hopes that Qin Molin will never remember this paragraph, otherwise he may not know how to teach her a lesson when he recovers.
No matter what, while it's easy to bully now, let's win back the victory first!
"You, you, you obviously agreed to marry me!" Qin Molin said anxiously: "If you can't wait, let's worship first!"
"Huh?" Feng Xingying was amused by him: "But you are too young, you can't worship, right?"
"Who says you can't! You can be my child bride."
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Child bride? Feng Xingying
Did she molest the boy, or was she molested by the boy in return
Especially when the boy waved his hand, the whole room had changed its style and was filled with red lights and colorful lights.
Doors, windows, table corners, and stoves are all covered with red paper-cut double laces. Red lanterns are hung on the courtyard door and on the eaves. Red candles shine indoors, and a red carpet is laid on the ground, even in the courtyard. The flowers inside were also replaced by Qin Molin with bright red peonies in full bloom.
Feng Xingying was stunned by his sudden attack.
Her heart was in her throat.
"Well, don't you really think about it? We have only known each other for a day."
Qin Molin nodded solemnly: "You fainted in front of me last night, so you are a gift from God. I saved you, and you should pledge yourself to me."
If Qin Molin said these words himself, Feng Xingying wouldn't find it strange at all.
But for such a young boy to say such words with puffed-up cheeks, Feng Xingying found it particularly funny.