"How about you sit on my back and I'll carry you on my back for some riding?"
Su Qiao: "..." What kind of thinking is this? What is the structure of this brain
She directly opened his outstretched claws: "Go, do you think I'm still a child?"
Li Jingtai's eyes rolled around: "Then...then punish me to cook for you for a hundred years?"
Su Qiao moved his aching neck and sneered, "Oh, you're dreaming."
"You are so beautiful, of course I have to think more about it."
Li Jingtai decided not to have this face anymore.
As he said that, he quickly reached out and gently massaged Su Qiao's shoulders: "Is it sore here? Let me give you a massage."
"Stop flattering me." Although he said that, Su Qiao did not stop his behavior and enjoyed himself comfortably.
"The police should be finding out your true identity soon. Have you thought about what to do?"
Li Jingtai said confidently: "I have my own way to do this."
"What method?" Su Qiao turned his head slightly and glanced at him: "You still want to keep it secret from me?"
Li Jingtai raised the corner of his mouth, smiling: "You will know when the time comes."
Okay!
This guy's IQ is quite high.
Su Qiao's eyes fell on his upper body, which was beginning to show its muscles. "Where are the clothes?"
Li Jingtai blinked innocently: "Didn't you say that there's no one here, so can I be naked?"
He really couldn't stand wearing women's clothes all the time.
"You want to show off those little muscles on your stomach?"
Li Jingtai straightened his back and chest.
Deliberately showing his four abdominal bones.
"Actually, my figure is not as bad as you say, right?"
"Many male models have six or eight pack abs, how can you say you have a good body with just four small muscles that don't even have clear outlines?"
“… “She is a professional model. Her figure is her livelihood, so of course she has to maintain a good figure.
But he is just a small writer, and the most thing he does every day is sitting in front of the computer and typing. Why does he need such a good figure
However, Li Jingtai suffered another blow.
"Just wait and see, I will have eight-pack abs soon." But it was just eight-pack abs, he didn't believe that he couldn't do it.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes and said, "Continue to practice boxing with me from tomorrow morning."
Li Jingtai felt like crying and asked cautiously, "Can we go to the gym?"
He would rather go to the gym and work out for four hours every day than practice boxing with her.
Su Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Don't believe me?"
“… Believe it.” This is not a question of whether or not to believe it, okay? This is a question of whether or not you can hold on.
Li Jingtai had a sad face.
Su Qiao seemed not to notice, and smiled as she reached out and patted his little face: "Going to the gym costs money, and it may not necessarily achieve the desired results, so just listen to me!"
There was no room for maneuver anymore, so Li Jingtai gave up struggling.
"Can I go out now and put my clothes back on?"
"Okay." Su Qiao nodded.
"But do you have any men's clothes?"
Li Jingtai quickly said flatteringly: "Xiao Qiao, can you help me buy it?"
Su Qiao didn't say anything.
Li Jingtai looked at her pitifully: "Can't you?"
"Since you are so pitiful, I will go get you a set."
Su Qiao stood up and prepared to go out with her bag.
"Xiao Qiao is so kind to me."
Li Jingtai immediately smiled happily and came over to give her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes.
Ten minutes later, Su Qiao came back with a new set of clothes.
"You want me to wear this?"