"boom-"
With a loud noise, Ye Qingluo's fingers tapped forcefully on Qiao Jin's forehead.
You can tell that strength just by listening to the sound.
Ye Qingluo absolutely showed no mercy.
"Little Luoer!" Di Moxuan frowned, and immediately held Ye Qingluo's fingers, his expression darkened.
Qiao Jin hugged his head in pain, his eyes filled with tears.
A pair of golden eyes looked at Di Moxuan with extreme aggrievedness.
Yes, yes, yes, Lord Emperor, hurry up and teach this violent woman a lesson!
Don't restrain her anymore.
When they get married in the future, the news of Nirvana will spread throughout the world, and the news that Lord Emperor Zun suffers from domestic violence every day!
However, Qiao Jin only saw Di Moxuan gently holding Ye Qingluo's hand.
The slender fingers lightly touched her finger that had just tapped Qiao Jin's forehead: "If you want to hit him, you can just hit him with any guy. Why do you do it yourself? What if you hit your finger that hurts?"
Qiao Jin: "..." Is there any reason left
Qiao Jin felt grief and indignation in his heart, resisting the urge to condemn Di Moxuan and Ye Qing for abusing dogs.
Suddenly, a hand lightly pressed on the place where Ye Qingluo had knocked him just now.
Soft little hands, with a woman's fragrance.
Qiao Jin's heart was inexplicably soft.
"Does it still hurt?" Yan Xiaoyi rubbed his forehead with gentle fingertips, as if afraid of hurting him.
That little hand, like a feather, rubbed back and forth in his heart.
Qiao Jin's heart softened a little.
With big and generous palms, he tightly grasped Yan Xiaoyi's hand: "I don't hurt."
The temperature of the man's palm was scorching hot.
It also scorched Yan Xiaoyi's hand.
Yan Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she immediately retracted her hand: "Sorry."
"..." Qiao Jin wanted to grab it subconsciously, but he stretched out his hand halfway. He thought of something, and his hand froze in mid-air, and finally retracted it bit by bit.
He closed his eyes, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched a few times.
This Qiao Jin, what is going on in his mind
Xiao Yi has already done this.
If it's a man, shouldn't this be the time to take the opportunity to express your feelings
Where is he still twitching, what exactly is he trying to do
Just now, the Golden Emperor repeatedly wanted Qiao Jin to take Yan Xiaoyi back to Huangfu's house, but Ye Qingluo saw the scene of being rejected by Qiao Jin.
For this, she only had two words in her mind to describe her mood at that time——
Lying! groove!
This kind of bloody plot, Nima was actually staged in front of her eyes.
The heroine is also particularly meowed by her good sister!
At that time, Ye Qing fell into his heart, as if there were ten thousand beasts galloping.
Now, Qiao Jin still looks like he forbears and likes it.
Seeing Ye Qingluo's impatience, he wished to knead the two of them into a ball and get it right!
Ye Qingluo took a deep breath to calm down her impatience.
Immediately, she looked at Qiao Jin firmly, and said calmly, "Qiao Jin, if you are still a man, you should sort out your feelings yourself, and don't force your thoughts on others.
Many things, you think good, does not mean really good.
Unreasonable worries, always thinking about whether the future will cause drag, hurt others, hurt yourself, and finally end up lonely and regretful for the rest of your life. "
She deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the word "she", implying something.
Hearing this, Qiao Jin's body tensed up, as if he was a little moved by Ye Qingluo's words.
Ye Qingluo continued: "People should live in the present and live every day to the fullest. If you worry about tomorrow every day, then how tired should you be living tomorrow after tomorrow
If you still can't understand my words and make your current choice, I will only think that you are really a waste, so useless that you don't even have the confidence to grasp your own future. "