After Quan Zexi squinted his eyes and slowly woke up, he subconsciously grabbed the thing in his arms.
This scratch made him scream in pain, "Ouch!" "What the hell, you've stabbed me to death!"
He Wanqing's lips twitched again, but she still ignored him.
Quan Zexi looked down at the culprit who had stabbed him in his arms. When he saw that it was a durian, he was immediately confused.
He was about to ask Wan Kaiyi to ask about the situation, but when his eyes touched the environment where he slept, he was instantly confused.
He, he, he... actually slept on the floor
Are you sleeping on the floor and sleeping with a durian in your arms? !
When he turned his head and saw He Wanqing on the bed, he was startled again and began to meditate on what happened last night.
Emperor Yin's grandson attacked him at night, and he and Qingqing worked together to kill him.
In the late Qing Dynasty, he blocked the gun for him, and he regained his memory, and then... He wanted to share a room, and was fucked by the leaky little cotton-padded jacket.
After that, he took a group of juniors to drink...
Thinking of this, Quan Zexi stopped in time and did not dare to think any more.
Because he thought about his intention to drink.
He lowered his head and glanced at the durian in his arms. The floor beneath him suddenly trembled with fear.
He seemed to have done something extraordinary last night.
He glanced at He Wanqing on the bed again, put the durian aside, and slowly got up and approached.
He opened the quilt and looked at the gunshot wounds on her body.
He Wanqing turned his head, "What are you doing?!"
Quan Zexi was so frightened that the quilt in his hand suddenly fell back, "Wan Qing, I... let me see how your injury is."
He Wanqing said "oh".
Quan Zexi took the quilt away again, and while observing her injuries, he asked tentatively: "Wan Qing, I didn't embarrass myself in front of the children last night, did I?"
He Wanqing raised his head and glanced at him, "What do you think?"
Quan Zexi's handsome face fell when he heard this, "What have I done?"
"Dad, if you want to know, I have the video here."
A slightly teasing voice came. Quan Zexi turned his head and saw Qiao Qing opening the door and leaning on the door frame.
Quan Zexi swallowed his saliva, his handsome face turned a little dark, "You also recorded a video?!"
Qiao Qing said "Huh" and betrayed Mu Jingheng without hesitation, "Mu Shao recorded it, I saved a backup."
"This bastard!" Quan Zexi was about to teach Mu Jingheng a lesson when he was stopped by He Wanqing, "Anyway, you have done all the embarrassing things, and these juniors have also seen them. Now let's find out who recorded the video. Does it still make sense?!”
Quan Zexi: "..."
Qiao Qing coughed lightly, "Dad, it's actually nothing. I think it's quite cute."
Quan Zexi: "Really?"
"Really." Qiao Qing said in a serious tone, stretched out her phone and handed it to him, "If you don't believe me, just take a look."
After saying that, she walked around the floor to check He Wanqing's injuries.
Quan Zexi clicked on the video with curiosity.
After a while, a lion's roar came from Quan Zexi's bedroom, "Smelly girl! Delete it! Delete it!"
Qiao Qing snatched the phone back in time, jumped out of the room and ran to the corridor.
Quan Zexi ran out of the room and chased him with a dark face. The father and daughter chased each other around the villa and had a great time.
It was purely because Qiao Qing thought it was fun. Quan Zexi watched the video and his lungs nearly exploded.
While running, Qiao Qing bumped into the little old man walking towards her.
"Ouch! Why is Qingqing running so fast?" Quan Yeqing was almost hit by Qiao Qing.
Qiao Qing hurriedly supported the person and said, "Grandpa."
Quan Zexi came to the two of them with a dark face, "Dad."
Quan Yeqing responded to Qiao Qing, adjusted his glasses, looked at Quan Zexi and said, "Who owes you money? That face is as dark as coal."
(End of chapter)