Ji Hanfeng was already very upset, and when he heard this, he was so angry that he almost exploded.
"What am I afraid of?"
Su Qiao snorted and shook off his hand: "What do you think I should do?"
"I was wrong, isn't that ok?"
Ji Hanfeng apologized while grabbing Su Qiao's shoulders tightly with both hands.
Su Qiao glared at him angrily: "You say this every time you make a mistake. Your credibility is now zero."
It seems that the lesson from last time was not enough. Even now, this man still doubts her.
Is he asking for a beating again
“My dear aunt, I’m not… I’m not…” Ji Hanfeng tried to hold it in for a long time but couldn’t come up with any clear answer.
Su Qiao crossed his arms over his chest and glanced at him: "What is it? Tell me."
"I... I..."
Ji Hanfeng held it in for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, and his expression became serious:
"You... you like me... like my face?"
As soon as he said this, Ji Hanfeng felt annoyed again.
Why is his mouth so dumb
His original intention was to ask Su Qiao whether she liked him or not, but when the words came to his lips, it turned out like this.
Su Qiao stared at his handsome face and said calmly, "I like it."
Such a handsome face, and it's on her man's face, which woman wouldn't like it
Ji Hanfeng suddenly felt angry: "Do you just like my face?"
"What are you angry about again?" Su Qiao was a little confused.
Did she say something wrong again
Who doesn’t like beautiful things
His face was quite pleasing to the eye, and of course she liked it.
Is it wrong to tell the truth
Ji Hanfeng pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "What if I get disfigured one day, will you no longer like me?"
“…” Su Qiao finally understood the crux of the problem.
She rolled her eyes speechlessly and reached out to pat his fair little face: "As long as it's you, I like it, okay?"
"real?"
Ji Hanfeng was delighted, and then asked, "Do you like me more, or do you like my face more?"
“…”Su Qiao was defeated by him.
Is there any difference
Isn't this face his
This man, why is there so much trouble
Not sure if it was because he saw Su Qiao's impatience or he was afraid of knowing the result, but before Su Qiao could answer, Ji Hanfeng gave up:
"Forget it. It doesn't matter whether you like me or my face. As long as you like it, it's fine."
A faint light flashed in his deep eyes. He suddenly held Su Qiao's pretty face in his hands, slowly moved closer, and spoke softly:
"But, since you like it, you must keep liking it, otherwise I will be angry."
"It's very angry, you know?"
If she follows another man again like she did in her previous life, he will break her legs.
This way she would never be able to run away again, never be able to leave him behind again.
Su Qiao originally thought that the man was going to kiss her, and her cheeks felt a little hot.
After hearing this, he immediately got mad and pulled his hand down: "What nonsense are you talking about."
After all this time, the man still didn't believe her and was still suspecting that she would run away with Lu Yizhi.
Humph, looking at his look just now, who knows what he was thinking of doing to me.
It seems like he really deserves a beating again.
Su Qiao didn't hold back and just grabbed his ear and started beating him.
Ji Hanfeng reflexively covered his face with his arms.
This face can't be damaged.
If he could get out, he would definitely buy a huge insurance policy for his face.
After venting his anger, Su Qiao finally stopped.
Ji Hanfeng rubbed his head with his teeth bared, muttering in dissatisfaction: "I told you not to hit him on the head, don't hit him on the head. What if he really gets hit stupidly?"