After wearing the book, the male protagonist and I are mortal enemies.

Chapter 70 Be a person
Qiao Yue was also aware of this problem, a little embarrassed, and quietly moved her position.

She was completely holding on, after all, one foot was wearing a five-centimeter high heel, and the bare foot could only stand on tiptoe, which was terrible.

However, all her small movements were caught by Qi Shengyu's sharp eagle-like eyes under the mask. In the next second, he suddenly let go of her hand, picked her up in his arms, and walked towards the sofa.

Qiao Yue was terrified, and her whole body was as stiff as ice. The scream in her throat was swallowed up in her stomach. She didn't dare to look him in the face, and her gaze only stopped for a moment on his flawless left ear.

I thought to myself, the other party is Mr. Qi, so I can't lose my etiquette.

So, it wasn't until the man put her on the soft sofa for a long time that her stiff body got better, and he suddenly leaned over to her again.

"How old is it?" Qi Shengyu asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yue's face turned red at the speed of light before she recovered from the hug of the princess just now. She leaned back against the back of the sofa and folded her arms around her chest warily.

"You, what do you want to do!"

She actually saw the wrong person for the first time, thinking that this Qi is always an upright gentleman!

This is simply a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Eh?
Qiao Yue thought something was wrong.

How does this word sound familiar?
Qi Shengyu: "..."

With a splitting headache, he took a deep breath, his seriousness and coldness melted to the brim with these words.

How many wastes of a certain color do you have in your mind at a young age?
He wanted to speak, but saw that the girl with Xingyan'er was vigilant, and the words "be a person" shrank back, her arms folded together, and she hugged herself tightly, as if he was being coaxed by someone The little girl's villain.

Qi Shengyu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he tried his best to calm down, but the tone of his mouth was as bad as a blizzard, and he uttered ice: "I said, shoe size."

Qiao Yue's heart clicked, and the two long eyelashes slapped, but she still didn't realize it: "What, what shoe size?"

"Your." Qi Shengyu felt pain in his temples, and his cold tone was removed, obviously feeling helpless for her, "Does your foot hurt anymore?"

Qiao Yue's eyebrows were startled, apparently he didn't expect that he would notice that her heel was injured, and gradually loosened his grip on her.

"...36 yards." She whispered, embarrassed.

Qi Shengyu ordered lightly to the few bodyguards who hadn't left yet: "Band-aids, women's slippers in size 36."

By the way, get out.

Several bodyguards fled quickly: "...Yes!"

"..."

Once the door is closed, no sound from outside can come in.

But Qiao Yue didn't think about why the sound insulation in this lounge is so good. Instead, she looked very embarrassed because of what happened just now.

People just ask her what size her shoes are, what goes through her mind?
Qiao Yue bit her lower lip, and glanced at the man who was still standing in front of her.

It always feels bad not to say something.

"Qi..." Qiao Yue met the man's dark eyes and didn't know what to say.

She swallowed, and asked a particularly idiotic question: "Boss Qi, why are...slippers?"

Qi Shengyu looked down at her with idiot eyes.

Qiao Yue knew that wearing slippers would not touch her heels, and would not cause secondary injuries, but she continued to ask: "Then, how did you know that my heel was injured?"

The corner of Qi Shengyu's lips twitched sarcastically, and said mercilessly, "Walking like a duckling."

I go?
There was anger in Qiao Yue's eyes: "How am I like a duck?!"

As soon as the words fell, she realized who she was yelling at, and her desire to survive made her hurriedly return a soft smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, I didn't mean to have a bad tone..."

She did it on purpose.

Qi Shengyu chuckled imperceptibly, and didn't bother with her.

He picked up the small basket on the table and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Qiao Yue poked her eyes away.

A basket of sweets in an orange wrapper.

Qiao Yue suddenly remembered something, and looked straight into the man's eyes.

Like, but not like.

This is the candy wrapper...

Qiao Yue was very conflicted.

She doesn't like to eat greasy and sour things, like yogurt, so when she ate the yogurt candy someone gave her last time, she restrained herself from vomiting it out.

But all fruits, including orange flavor, lemon flavor and so on, are refreshing and she can totally accept them.

Mr. Qi should not be as boring as that annoying ghost, right?
Qiao Yue watched as he picked up a candy, unwrapped it, and ate it in one go.

Fortunately, this time it wasn't the taste that made her feel uncomfortable, or it tasted a little familiar.

"Mr. Qi, where did you buy this candy? Yuncheng?"

It tastes the same as the sugar "robbed" from Guo Xu.

Qi Shengyu put the basket back, didn't speak, and his hearing was good, so he deliberately didn't want to talk to her.

"Take it off." His voice was cold.

With the lessons learned from the past, Qiao Yue raised the hem of her skirt, and obediently took off the high heel on the other foot.

This side is okay, compared to the blood overflowing from the heel of the left foot, it is only slightly scratched.

Qi Shengyu's back was not straight, and he looked down. The combination of the mask and the long eyelashes made it impossible for anyone to see clearly the turbulent emotions hidden in his eyes.

He bent over in an instant, his eyes followed her, and he knelt on one knee, holding her little white foot with his big palm to check the injury.

Qiao Yue still lowered her head, whether it was the scalding heat from the man's palm or this creepy scene, her heart beat faster.

Under stress and reaction, she quickly withdrew her foot, the force was too heavy, and her heel hit the sofa.

Qiao Yue gasped in pain, raised her long eyelashes, and Qi Shengyu happened to look up at her.

The distance was so close that the nose tips of their masks were about to touch each other.

Qiao Yue held her breath, her face was reddish, and she didn't dare to let out a breath. The man's black eyes were too deep, as if they had a deceptive suction that could draw people into it.

The atmosphere with pink bubbles will always be interrupted by people unintentionally, and there will be an unprecedented knock on the door.

As if awakened by a knock, Qiao Yue straightened up first, no longer meeting his gaze, and put her palm on half of her hot cheek, showing a hint of shame.

Qi Shengyu stood up calmly, but his voice was as cold as frost: "Come in."

The door opened, but several big men pushed me and I pushed you at the door. Finally, a man with a scar on his short cut was pushed through the door with two hardcover bags in his hands.

"Qi, Boss Qi!" He tremblingly approached the two of them and handed over the bag.

Qi Shengyu took it with an impatient expression, and opened the heavy bag first, and a pair of light pink crystal flat slippers with the texture of a stall came into view.

Qi Shengyu: "..."

Qiao Yue: "..."

"Mr. Qi, I, I bought it according to this crystal shoe, and the price is not cheap, it costs dozens." The man still took the crystal high-heeled shoe that Qiao Yue dropped at the door and tried desperately to explain.

"Although there isn't the same color as this crystal slipper, I think pink and pink are pretty nice too..."

Qi Shengyu's face was like black charcoal: "Get out!"

(End of this chapter)