Lang Qiao was so excited by his sister's scream that Lang Qiao nodded almost in an instant.

After nodding, I felt that I could not wait to act, and then added proudly: "I will consider it."

She actually missed him a little after being held in such a long time.

As soon as he heard the word "consideration", Ji Shaoyi knew that she agreed and wanted to be arrogant.

And what can he do? Of course he has to spoil it.

So, with the goal of his 24-filial boyfriend, he not only did not expose her little thoughts, but instead rolled around on the bed happily and said, "Then I will wait for your reply with peace of mind?"

Lang Qiao: "Yes."

Ji Shao blinked his eyes and wrote to her again: "Hurry up~ I can't wait to meet you~"

Lang Qiao: “…”awsl.

I can't wait to press him to the wall to kiss him!

In order to be able to perform better on dates, after hanging up the video, a straight woman silently picked up the "Five Years of Love Three Years of Simulation" that she had been thrown aside since the holiday, and started reviewing overnight.

On the other hand, Ji Shaoyi said and waited for her reply, but behind his back, he looked like a little girl who was going out for a date with her boyfriend, and he rummaged through the boxes and put on clothes.

As soon as he opened the wardrobe, he happened to stare at Ji Youyu who was nestled on his clothes.

Ji Shaoyi: "..."

Not only does the refrigerator open for a long time in summer, but also in the wardrobe in winter.

No matter what kind of clothes it is, as long as it is a plate of dandelions that Ji Youyu, the walking dandelion, will be turned into sweaters and pants in seconds.

Looking at the cat hair floating around in his wardrobe, Ji Shaoyi not only did not lose his temper, but instead stretched out his hand and stroked Ji Youyu's head, comforting himself: "It's okay, Ji Shaoyi, the man who sticks the cat hair may prefer..."

As he said that, he burst into a sweet smile and said to Ji Youyu softly: "Brother is going to see his sister-in-law tomorrow. Do Youyu want to follow him?"

Ji Youyu seemed to understand his words. After tilting his little head and pondered for a while, two mangosteen-like little claws were put on his hand and shouted softly: "Meow~"

The next second, it was lifted by someone to the back of the neck of fate.

Brother Ji Shaoyi, who was whispering to it a warm voice the previous second, took it out of the room without hesitation, and while closing the door, he left a vicious sentence: "Don't even think about it!"

As long as he is Ji Niuhulu, he will never die for one day, Ji Youyu and Lao Gu next door will be concubines after all!

Ji Youyu: “…” mdzz.

I don’t know if I sensed his rudeness to Ji Youyu or what happened. When he was ready to prepare the clothes he would wear tomorrow and was about to take a shower and go to bed, Lang Qiao’s reply never came.

"It's not that I really need to consider..." Ji Shaoyi muttered, not to mention how obvious the loss in his tone was.

He touched his phone and wanted to send a message to remind her again, but he stopped his finger when he saw the time in the upper right corner of the screen.

It's too late, so don't bother her to break her mind.

...

Ji Shaoyi didn't sleep well that night. Before going to bed, he tossed and turned around for a long time, and repeatedly recited in his heart: "She will promise me, she will not promise me..."

After falling asleep, I even dreamed that Lang Qiao turned into a pigeon spirit, flapping her wings, hugging Ji Youyu on the left and Gu Congxin on the right.

He stood in front of her like a gourd baby who broke into the snake demon's cave to save his grandfather, and said in anger: "Lang Qiao, even if you have become a pigeon spirit, I know you!"

The other party didn't even look at him with black sesame eyes, but only let out a sound at him: "Gugugugu."

Ji Shaoyi: "..."

Just as he was so angry that he was about to rush up and make a fuss, his cell phone rang.

Before Ji Shaoyi could even wonder why he had a cell phone in his dream, he had already pressed to answer the call habitually.

Lang Qiao's voice was cold and deserted, as if it was covered with the frost of winter morning: "Your address."

Ji Shaoyi shared a location with her when he entered QQ, and he was wondering: "Don't there be magnetic field receptors in the pigeon's brain? Why can't you locate me..."

His coquettish voice was confused. He heard that he had not woken up yet. When Lang Qiao's lips curled gently, he said comfortingly: "Wait a little longer, and you will be there soon."

Then she hung up the phone, and when she called the steering wheel, the accelerator, she drove Aston Martin, who had stolen from Langyan's garage, and got on the road.

Ji Shao threw away his cell phone and his eyelids sank, and he went to dream of the pigeon spirit and acted coquettishly.

When he was so moaning that the pigeon spirit finally couldn't help but speak and cursed, "Shut up, you're moaning, my magnetic field sensor is about to explode." Lang Qiao's phone came again.

Ji Shaoyi answered it in a daze and heard a full breath of President Domineering: "Come out, I'll be downstairs of your house."

He was shocked by the aura of the domineering general, and he was awake.

Ji Shao walked to the window one or two steps, opened the curtains after brushing the floor, and saw a super cool sports car parked at his doorstep.

And his lover leaned against the car door, made a gesture of holding a gun with his fingers, and shot him from the air, saying, "Are you going to date? Why don't you get out soon?"

The handsome young man Ji's heart was numb, and he gave her a big heart and said, "Now."

After finishing soon, he didn't forget to laugh and tease her with bad intentions: "Remember to add chicken legs to the driver for lunch and send you here early in the morning. It's not easy."

Lang Qiao: "I drove it myself."

As a cool girl who has been following Mr. Lang to watch various racing competitions since she was a child, she had already obtained her driver's license during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination.

"Really?" Ji Shaoyi's tone was full of surprise.

Just as Lang Qiao proudly raised his small breasts and was waiting to hear his next sentence, "Can anyone get their driver's license so quickly?" He heard him change his mind and said with great urgency: "With such a spacious car, is your feet really enough to the accelerator?"

Lang Qiao: "..."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Get out of here" like a cat that had just been stepped on her tail.

Then she pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat angrily. The sound of closing the car door was simply shocking.

She moved the wiper twice, as if she was waving to him and then left a cool sentence: "Let's go."

When I made an appointment with a hammer, I disliked the person who had short legs that was not worthy of her kiss and hug!

Seeing that she was about to turn around, her boyfriend did not speak to keep her, but instead said, "That's right."

Lang Qiao: "???" Yes, right, I'm going to leave, don't you try to keep it?
Chapter completed!