Chapter 117 (1/2)

Gu Qiqi sighed softly.

Cherry like mouth, slightly a toot.

With a very, very soft voice, he coaxed Gongjue in a low voice: ”good ha, will you let go of someone else? They just walk away for a moment, ha... ”

After that, he patted Gong Jue's face with his little hand, as if he were dealing with an unruly pet.

Hiss, it looks like a big pet, but in fact, even her face is so hard that she feels pain in her hands.

She wondered if there was no steel in this man's body?

Gu Qiqi stares at Gong Jue's reaction.

Sure enough, this cute sound route is right!

Gong Jue's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he let go of his hand.

Gu Qiqi was liberated.

I can't help laughing in my heart. If I take this scene of not lifting a man, it must be very valuable. I can blackmail him.

He took out his mobile phone and caught Gong Jue's cute appearance.

Put away your cell phone and just walk to the door.

Suddenly, behind the blast a drink reprimand: ”what are you doing?”

Sudden change of painting style!

Cold!

Overbearing!

Wipe, do not raise male, this is wake up, get up sprout to become get up gas.

Gu Qiqi is holding his mobile phone in a depressed way. If only he didn't take photos just now.

I'm a little bit cautious. I don't think he'll find out that he's secretly taking photos?

She stopped and said, ”I...”

Without waiting for her answer, the palace Baron quickly got out of bed, pulled out a men's shirt from the cabinet and threw it to her: ”it's ugly to go out in that kind of skirt! Change it for me

Wipe, this is the school uniform, OK? What is that skirt. Besides, what's ugly?

Gu Qiqi is a little hairy.

However, the palace Baron's order is beyond dispute.

She didn't want to argue and waste time on such trifles, so she simply followed his rising breath and changed his shirt.

As a result, Gong Jue looked under his shirt, still slender, white legs, eyebrow lock deeper.

It's time to buy some clothes for this stupid woman.

It's also his fault that he never had a woman around him, so he never considered the clothing, food, housing and transportation of a woman.

She came to the barracks, wearing a school uniform for such a long time, without any decent clothes.