The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

"Flap!"

Liu Huanjiao patted her head, as if to knock herself awake. Get out of this nightmare!

Qin Yening actually brought her chicken soup? It's still blood! Is that something specially made for her?

Crazy crazy.

Liu Huanjiao slapped her head again.

Qin Yening, who happened to be carrying a plate of stir-fried spinach, walked out and looked at Liu Huanjiao who looked like Er Lengzi, and asked slightly, "What's the matter? I can still burn my limbs out of coordination with a cold, so I run my hands on my head?"

vicious! Liu Huanjiao glanced at Qin Yening fiercely, and asked, "Where is the housekeeper?"

"Go home." Qin Yening put down the dishes, and naturally picked up Liu Huanjiao's bowl and served her soup.

Liu Huanjiao frowned, "Where is Mother Liu?"

Mother Liu is in charge of cooking. Regardless of how down-to-earth the name is, Chinese American Italian French Japanese Korean...Dishes from all countries can be made.

Qin Yening put the soup in Liu Huanjiao's hand, and then replied, "I'm home too."

"Why are you all going home?"

"Not only them, except for the security guard at the outermost part of the villa, the other servants have gone home."

Liu Huanjiao was vaguely disturbed, which meant that she and Qin Yening were the only people in the villa now?

What should I do, do I have to go into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife?

Qin Yening looked at Liu Huanjiao's changing eyes and couldn't help laughing.

"How courageous am I to be you? It seems that's the way it is! Too small!"

Liu Huanjiao narrowed her eyes, "I'm just a reasonable precaution. Unlike you, who act arbitrarily."

"I'm doing whatever you want." Qin Yening defended and said, "Hurry up, the soup is almost cold."

Liu Huanjiao didn't get sick either. She lost too much blood and caught a cold. Although the fever is gone now, her body is weak. It's time to make up for it!

Just when her lips touched a light touch of water, she remembered one thing and looked at Qin Yening, "When did Liu Ma go back? Is this soup going after she's cooked it?"

Qin Yening said, "Of course not, I made this soup."

Liu Huanjiao immediately spouted, this soup... was Qin Yening stewed? Don't want to poison her!

But the next second, someone poked the bottom of the bowl with one finger of Zen, and poured the soup straight into Liu Huanjiao's mouth that hadn't closed yet.

Still talking, "What are you stunned? Drink it!"

"Hmm! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem..."

Not surprisingly, Liu Huanjiao was choked. While still breathing, he dragged the bowl with both hands and fell heavily on the table.

The yellow, translucent soup dangled around the edge of the bowl and sprinkled it on the clean and bright dining table.

It was very greasy, and it seemed that full of heart was ruined on the table.

Deathly quiet.

The only thing I could hear was Liu Huanjiao's constant coughing. It was uncomfortable to choke on drinking water, let alone soup. The smell seemed to be choking from your throat to your nose, and the whole head was the smell of chicken soup!

Uncomfortable!

Finally, Liu Huanjiao, whose face flushed from choking, stared at Qin Yening, and said viciously, "Qin Yening! What are you trying to do?!"

"The soup is spilled."

"Qin Yening, let me tell you, don't tell me to pretend to be stupid! You can't understand me, just say it!"

"The soup is spilled."

"Damn! Are you crazy?! Didn't you hear me talking to you?!"

"The soup is spilled."

......

Liu Huanjiao is going crazy! Faced with such a lunatic, because of the identity of the other party, it is really impossible to hide, and you don't even know what tricks he will do in the next second!

It's like his own evaluation of himself, whatever he wants! He does whatever he wants, and you must not think of finding patterns in it.

But the rules that should be established still should be established, Liu Huanjiao said coldly: "Qin Yening, I have no time to play games very much, you want to deal with me, obviously, I will be ready to fight with you!... ..."

Gritting his teeth, "...who cries, who admits defeat, who is a bully!"