So he smiled evilly, turned over without hesitation and said, "Then I'm better obey my orders than respect?"

Lang Qiao: "???" No, why don't you follow the script?

This is not the plot direction she expected!

Seeing that Mr. Ji was about to drive a car when he was disagreeing, Lang Qiao was completely panicked: "You... um..."

Before she could ask questions, her lips were blocked strongly by him.

After a deep kiss, Ji Shaoyi licked the corner of his lips. A cunning light flashed in his dark eyes, and he said with a smile: "I heard that everyone likes men who say less and do more..."

"So..." He pinched the soft flesh on Lang Qiao's waist and said word by word: "Didn't I do enough? That will make you hallucinate that I don't love you?"

Lang Qiao: "???" God didn't do enough...

Forget it!

Before she could express her rebuttal, Mr. Ji had already started to move and did not forget to maintain her character: "Woman, I will let you know how much I love you now."

Lang Qiao: "..." Master, stop thinking.

...

The next morning, when Lang Qiao yawned and pushed open the door of the training room with staggering steps, he saw the Demon King sitting there again.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he raised his eyebrows, so proud that even his hair was raised several times: "Good, it's one minute earlier than yesterday."

Lang Qiao ignored his ridicule and walked straight to the seat to sit down. He noticed his snooping gaze lingered on her, and inexplicably said, "Have you recovered from the cold?"

Lang Qiao: "Ha?"

"It's so thick." The Demon King pinched the cold spirit particles in his pocket, wondering how to stuff this thing to her cool and elegantly, and saw her look confused and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't curse me for a day?"

Lang Qiao really couldn't figure out why she, a substitute, was in the way of him, making him want to find reasons to send her away all the time.

Obviously, other teams also have substitutes!

If he was really afraid that she would usurp power and seize the throne, then he would use his strength to push her to the bench and let her see the water dispenser for the rest of her life!

What's the point of mocking her openly and secretly every day?

The more Lang Qiao thought about it, the more angry she felt, she turned her head and glared back, her voice as if it had been quenched with ice slag: "If that's the case, then I'll thank you for your concern."

The devil king who failed to give warmth and was raped: "???" Who did I provoke whom?

It can't be because he looks fierce and cares about people, it's like he is cursing someone to die, right?

He really couldn't figure it out, so he just cared about her casually, why did he curse her to death again?

As long as she labels it as despised, he will bring his own villain filter for everything he does?

Since that's the case, he doesn't mind being vicious.

"Yes." The Demon King nodded, "I wish you could die sooner."

While he was talking, he even grabbed the pack of cold spirits between his fingers and threw them out like a hidden weapon: "Drink the crane red cooked for you overnight while it's hot."

If you care can be understood as cursing her to die, then the delivery of medicine should be automatically understood as poisoning, and there is no problem.

The moment when an unknown object flew over, Lang Qiao's heart flashed through countless famous scenes of throwing hidden weapons in martial arts films. She was so scared that she protected her head with both hands. Just as she was about to shout "There is an assassin", she heard a "plash". The thing fell accurately on her desktop, and it was a pack of 999 cold spirits.

Lang Qiao: "..." Is the cold spirit considered a weapon? Can it be handed over to the police as evidence of the devil's murder of me?

Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

After staring at the inexplicable cold spirit for a while, Lang Qiao muttered "Strange and Strange", then put the thing in his pocket and turned on the computer.

The first thing that happened after the computer was to log in to QQ and send a message to condemn Ji Shaoyi's perverted behavior last night.

【Steel Coagulant: I'm late again today.】

【Steel Coagulant: Smile.jpg】

Still recalling Ji Shaoyi in bed last night, she was so numb that her scalp was laughing, and she replied with a strong desire to survive.

[Love your heart and eyes: I love you not for two or three days, but again and again.]

【Loss of heart:?(??3?)??】

Lang Qiao: "..." God is so fucked again and again.

【Steel Concrete: You said that you will only come once.】

And Ji Shaoyi...

[Insincere eyes: Then I can't stand your begging...]

[Soul-hearted eyes: Some people say they don't want it, but their bodies are particularly honest~]

Lang Qiao: "..." God was fucking begging.

She was accused of making her face turn red and she typing on the keyboard. Before she could finish her rebuttal, she saw that Ji Shaoyi had spontaneously changed the topic.

[Looking in the mind: I won’t talk about this anymore, I’ll ask you a question.]

As soon as he saw that he wanted to ask a question, Lang Qiao subconsciously shuddered, his mind full of...

Oops, it’s a question!

The next second she will see...

[Soul-hearted eyes: I can get 100 yuan if I kiss me, and I can get 100 yuan if I kiss the most handsome man in the world. Which one would you kiss?]

Lang Qiao: "..." I knew it.

Based on her past experience in making questions, there must be traps between the two choices, so...

【Steel Concrete: I don’t kiss anyone.】

[Looking in the heart: Why? Am I not your little baby?]

[Steel Coagulant: Because I am not short of money. [Light cigarette] [Light cigarette] [Light cigarette]]

Ji Shaoyi: "..." Is this the boss? I love you!

[Looking in the heart: What if you have to choose one? Suppose your family is bankrupt.]

【Steel Concrete: Then the handsomest man.】

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

【Soul-hearted eyes: Why?】

[Steel Concrete: Because Han Xin endured the humiliation under his crotch, he eventually became a famous general. Goujian slept with firewood and tasted gall. Three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu, and of course I, Lang Qiao, can also kiss the handsome guy and use a thousand yuan as startup capital to revive the Lang family!]

[Steel and Concrete: It’s not that brothers don’t give you face, it’s really that your 100 yuan is not enough.]

Ji Shaoyi: "..." God's fucking one hundred dollars is not enough.

Is a thousand yuan a lot?

He was angry and laughed.

[So heartless: Have you ever thought that after kissing me, my entire Ji family will belong to you?]

And Lang Qiao...

[Steel Concrete:????You and the entire Ji family only cost 100 yuan?]

Ji Shaoyi: "???" Why are your focus here?

I suspect you are greedy for my property, but I have no evidence!

[Looking intent: Yes, so you kicked me to catch a rich man now. If you get married one day, you will not return or exchange.]

Lang Qiao: "..." It makes sense!

[Steel Concrete: Then if I catch a rich man, can I find you again?]

【Soul-hearted: Why are you looking for me?】

【Steel Coagulant: Support you with a pocket wallet.】
Chapter completed!