【Looking in the heart:????What does it mean?]

[Steel Concrete: Are you frustrated? Transfer some positive energy to you.]

[Steel Concrete: Encourage with you. [Shake Hands]]

Ji Shaoyi: "..." God is fucking encouraging you.

If he lets her go so far, he may never have thought about falling in love in his life.

Seeing his miserable future, Ji Shaoyi simply did not do anything, and stretched out his hand and reached the car window.

Lang Qiao, who was typing, was startled by his sudden window pounding. When he looked up, his handsome face was close at hand.

His shallow eyes were filled with a smile, and as soon as he said that, he felt a little teasing: "Mr. Lang, there is something I think you should know."

His voice was heavy and low, and the air flow that exhaled when he spoke was spraying on her neck. Lang Qiao subconsciously shrank his neck, looking very cowardly: "What, what's the matter?"

"While I praise you, I hope you can praise me. While I comfort you, I hope you can comfort me. While I coax you, I hope you can coax me, even if it is once a while."

As long as there is an occasional occasion, he can walk towards her without hesitation based on his expectations for the next time.

Lang Qiao can understand these words alone, but how can they be so confusing?

Has she praised him less often? Congratulations have comforted him twice today! As for coaxing him...

Isn't she coaxing now?

He dared to be so arrogant in front of her, occupying 1.5 seats per person, squeezing her in a small corner. If someone else had changed, she would have been slaughtered long ago, okay?

She has already compromised so much, what else is he not satisfied with?

Looking at her puzzled look, Ji Shaoyi couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, thinking that it would be enough to just tap and knock it properly, but it would be better not to force it too much.

He reached out and patted Lang Qiao on the head, summing up in one sentence: "In short, a relationship will not last long with only one person's support."

"You're right." Lang Qiaoshen nodded with consent, thinking that it was too difficult to be a father, a mother, a teammate and a brother, and from time to time, he would praise him and coax him.

She gave too much in this relationship!

So she reached out and patted Ji Shaoyi on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "So you can hold on for a while, I'm going to go to the construction site to move bricks."

As she said that, she said to the taxi driver: "Master, stop for the intersection ahead."

Their course schedule today is market research, and they finish work early and finish work early.

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

What does it mean to hold on for a while? Does he still have less time to hold on?

If he hadn't been standing up straight and not afraid of power until today, they might not have even added friends...

Looking at her eagerness to jump out of the car, Ji Shaoyi understood completely. In her heart, he might not have been important to move bricks.

So he stretched out his long legs and followed, trying to see what the little fairy like moving bricks looked like, which made her so obsessed.

This construction site is next to their school. Before Ji Shaoyi got close, he saw an extremely eye-catching reminder sign that said: In the past, a comrade did not wear a hard hat on the construction site. Later, he lived a good life and someone fed him every meal...

Ji Shaoyi: "..."

He touched his empty head, thinking that he might as well go back...

Lang Qiao was very experienced. She pulled the zipper of the backpack and took out a small yellow hat and covered it just right.

Combined with her petite figure and neat short hair, Ji Shaoyi thought of Cherry Maruko in an instant, which was so cute.

He reached out and knocked her on the head, and said with a novel look on his face: "Is this thing really that strong?"

Lang Qiao turned his head with a puzzled look: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I don't want to hold on by myself." Ji Shaoyi's tone was soft, as if he was acting coquettish: "I want to hold on with you."

"You don't even have a hard hat, why are you going to support me?" Lang Qiao pointed to the sign and looked at him like a mentally retarded person and said, "Go away quickly, if you get hit, I won't feed you."

What if a French chief like him who can be smashed by basketball when he walks around, what if he enters the construction site?

If she is hit with cerebral palsy, she will not be responsible for him.

His cat can help him keep.

And Ji Shaoyi: "???"

Although his position in her heart is not that heavy, he doesn't have to be so real, right?

He was also thinking that if there was something wrong with her, he could take the opportunity to cheat her...

The more he thought about it, the more autistic he felt. He squatted on the ground and started to act like a rogue: "I won't leave!"

"If you don't leave, I'll leave." Lang Qiao shrugged indifferently, turned his head and was about to enter the construction site gate.

Ji Shao reached out and grabbed her sleeve. He looked pitiful and looked like an abandoned puppy, and hummed, "You are not allowed to leave!"

What he never expected was that Lang Qiao let out a cold voice, and reached out and opened the zipper of the jacket.

The 'sting' sound instantly made Ji Shaoyi confused.

Although he is always slutty, he is actually a innocent little boy who only hooks his fingers with Lang Qiao!

Her sudden zipper in the wilderness was undoubtedly the extrajudicial madman who was sleeping in his body!

"What are you doing?" Ji Shaoyi tightly held her sleeve, "Even if you molest me, I won't leave!"

As if to show his determination, he moved to Lang Qiao again.

Under his shy gaze, Lang Qiao took out a mini chainsaw from the inner bag of his coat, the kind carved stone carvings.

She pressed the switch, and the cheerful sounds and combined with her serious face, she looked particularly frightening: "Do you get out?"

That posture seemed as if he could immediately say "Don't get out".

Mr. Ji looked at her frightening face, and then looked at the small chainsaw in her hand that was so pink that she wished she could be cute to death the suspect...

Thank you, I was so cute.

Not only did he not get out of the way, he also had to get more and more ambitions. His slightly cool fingers rubbed along her delicate wrists, and his voice was a little careless: "If I don't get out, what can you do to me?"

Lang Qiao's wrist was so tickled that itched, and subconsciously he was about to shrink back, but he followed slowly, scratching lighter and less frequently, and seemed to be there or nothing.

You can't get rid of it, and you can't get rid of it.

She was so itchy that she wanted to saw off his slutty fingers on the spot!
Chapter completed!