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Chapter 320 Party
"Sister, you look so cute!"

It was snowing heavily outside, and the snow crushed the dead branches, making rustling noises. In the villa, the orange lights were as soft as the water light of tulle, reflecting off the beauty's white and jade-like cheeks, radiant and radiant.

Han Qiao liked Liu Xiaoli's embarrassment and shame the most.

For example, now, the yoga pants are tight on the leg line, the ankles are flesh-colored tulle socks, the legs are close together, the hair is tied, the back is straight, and the eyes are not squinted.

In Han Qiao's sight, Liu Xiaoli has a slender swan neck and a slender willow waist. She clenches her fists and puts them on her lap, trying her best to look like an elder.

Obviously.

Aunt Liu's heart was not as calm as it seemed.

"Sister, do you miss me too?"

"otherwise……"

"Why is your face so hot..."

Han Qiao slid his fingers down Liu Xiaoli's cheeks, plucking at the witty strands of her hair.

"I want you to die, Han Qiao, are you sick?" Liu Xiaoli trembled slightly, flushed under her crystal white and tender skin, looked at the kitchen, her expression was anxious, her eyebrows were knit together, and she patted Han Qiao. Qiaoshou opened his beautiful eyes and growled angrily: "Han Qiao, I warn you, don't go too far."

"Cissy could come out anytime..."

"OK……"

Han Qiao didn't take it seriously. Liu Xiaoli's "don't go too far" was not threatening at all, and she bit her ear: "Sister, you don't want Qianqian to see her dear mother and brother Han like this, do you?"

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli's plump and slender legs, slid his fingers across, as graceful as playing the piano, and discussed seriously: "Sister, is this too much?"

"I'm a good talker, it's too much here, well, it's okay here."

Han Qiao poked Liu Xiaoli's waist.

"you……"

Liu Xiaoli roared in her throat, her body trembled, her expression flustered, she stood up from the sofa as if she had been electrocuted, her long hair swayed, her eyes gouged out Han Qiao's eyes, she looked at the kitchen, and said angrily, "Be more honest!" ..."

"otherwise……"

"Why not?"

Thinking about it, Han Qiao put his finger on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently.

This completely angered Liu Xiaoli.

"Dirty, disgusting, perverted..."

Liu Xiaoli didn't expect Han Qiao to be so obscene, especially the playful look in her eyes. Her facial features were twisted together under shame and anger, her beautiful eyes were wide open. After all, she had no choice but to threaten: "Be honest with me."

Stepping on the ground with bare feet, he staggered and fled.

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli's panicked back and smiled.

Bluffing, Aunt Liu understood.

………………

in the kitchen.

The blue flame is burning, the ceramic casserole is steaming, the aroma is dense, Liu Yifei's hair is tied together, wearing a cute bear apron, making soup with plain hands, tasting the saltiness, the hot red lips are slightly parted, pink His pouty cheeks were steaming, and his fair forehead was dripping with sweat.

A sigh: "Hey... when will you grow up..."

Liu Yifei turned around, took the water from her mother, took a sip, her throat was cool, and said coquettishly, "I want to be my mother's child forever."

"I'm so big, I don't feel ashamed."

"You're old, and mom is old too..."

Liu Yifei is innocent and romantic, ignorant of the dangers in the world.

Liu Xiaoli's heart was in a mess, her expression was as usual, she took the spoon naturally, looked at the chicken soup in the casserole, the spoon was stirring, she thought for a while and asked, "Cissy, tell mom about today's party."

"Meet the old artist?"

The corners of Liu Yifei's mouth twitched up. She didn't expect Han Qiao to be really useful. Her mother became as patient and gentle as she remembered. Her eyes flashed cunningly. She threw her arms around Liu Xiaoli's waist and rubbed her hands contentedly. Han Tucao: "Fortunately, Mom, you didn't go, those people are too disgusting..."

Tell me everything you saw at the party.

Liu Yifei was really angry.

She never thought that the entertainment industry could be so dirty.

Liu Xiaoli smiled wryly in her heart, her daughter was so well protected by herself, she turned off the fire, turned around and hugged Liu Yifei, her eyes were gentle: "Qiqian, do you know that you have to protect yourself?"

"I'm not afraid." Liu Yifei smiled contentedly: "I have my mother to protect me."

Looking at the innocent and romantic Liu Yifei in his arms.

Liu Xiaoli sighed heavily in her heart.

………………

Han Qiao sat on the sofa, bored, and Aunt Liu was too ignorant, so she was a guest anyway.

Watch TV.

What was playing on the TV was "Water Moon Cave", the Taoyuan-like Water Moon Cave, the calm and wise Tong Bo, the impulsive Tong Zhan, the unlucky Tianxue...

Once it was broadcast, the ratings went up all the way, and it once became the weekly ratings champion.

This martial arts drama can be said to be the ceiling of domestic dramas. This time, it has the persuasive way of Sugar Man and makes up for its shortcomings. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a classic.

Yin Tianxue, played by Zeng Li, is glamorous and charming, and has been widely acclaimed.

Speaking of which, Zeng Li is now a popular third line.

Han Qiao didn't care. What he thought about was the benefits of "Shuiyuedongtian". Now he and Zhou Yi are in a strategic alliance of in-depth cooperation. In "No. [-] in the World", Duan Tianya is played by Yu Bo.

After "Shuiyuedongtian", Zhouyi is not as good as every year.

Jiang Xuerou wants Han Qiao to share the risk.

Han Qiao wants to acquire Zhou Yi...

the best.

Sugar Man also bought it.

In fact, it is also simple, Cai Yinong now cares about Brother Han.

It is easy to give money, and never intervene in the creation, and it is famous, so the cooperation should not be too pleasant.

"Han Qiao, come over for some soup..." Liu Yifei held the bowl, feeling very happy in his heart: "My mother is very good at cooking, you are lucky today."

"Good luck."

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli's delicate red lips, and smiled, "Sister is so gentle and has such good craftsmanship, I'm a little envious of Qianqian."

"It's useless to be envious." Liu Yifei raised the corners of his mouth: "Mom belongs to me alone."

Han Qiao couldn't help but laugh.

Although Liu Yifei is about to become an adult, sometimes he is really childish.

"okay."

Liu Xiaoli warned Han Qiao with eyes, put down the casserole, filled Liu Yifei with a bowl of soup, reluctantly gave all the ginger in the soup to Han Qiao, and pushed it over: "Drink it."

"It's better to drink you to death."

Han Qiao was a little worried.

"This is for you." Liu Yifei felt sorry for Han Qiao. It must be that Han Qiao wanted to make her mother feel better, so he angered her. Looking at Han Qiao's frowning face, he felt a little sorry, and picked the red dates in the bowl: "You drank today." A lot of wine, eat some red dates to warm your stomach."

"Thank you Qianqian." Han Qiao was about to pick her up.

"Ahem..." Liu Xiaoli coughed, her eyes staring: "If you want to drink, drink it, if you don't drink it, you will fall down."

Liu Yifei withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, bit off the red date, his pink cheeks puffed up, and his eyes signaled.

Just a little bit cute.

Han Qiao took a second look.

There was a crisp sound in the bowl, and when I lowered my head, the chicken butt splashed the soup.

"Han Qiao, you won't stop drinking, will you?" Liu Xiaoli was angry and annoyed, with a teasing tone.

For a moment, she has the style of a girl.

Liu Xiaoli obviously knew that her tone was wrong, her eyes flustered, her heart raised her throat, and she glanced at the back of her daughter's head, feeling a little relieved.

Han Qiao looked at it with a smile in his heart.

Aunt Liu is very cute.

………………

night, deep.

The villa was quiet, and in the darkness, the closed door opened a crack, and with a low, inaudible creak, Han Qiao closed the door.

It was dark in the bedroom.

He climbed onto the bed softly, the blanket was warm, and the rich magnolia fragrance was refreshing.

"Sister, don't pretend, I know you're not asleep."

Liu Xiaoli didn't speak.

Han Qiao smiled, Liu Xiaoli is like this, she is very honest, but she refuses to admit it: "Sister, you didn't close the door, do you want me to come too?"

"Do you like me too?"

"I like your ass,"

Han Qiao couldn't help laughing: "Sister, you like my farts, it's hard for me not to suspect that you have some ulterior motives for me."

"Admit it, admit it, sister, do you like me too?"

"Otherwise, why didn't sister close the door?"

"It's snowing so much outside, my sister must be very cold, I'm still young, and I'm very energetic."

"If it's my sister, I'm willing to sacrifice."

"I'm only 21 years old."

Han Qiao felt a pain in his chest, and then Liu Xiaoli's suppressed voice yelled angrily, "Are you sick?"

"Beasts."

"Han Qiao, I warn you, if you have any thoughts about Qianqian, I..."

Liu Xiaoli's eyes were wide open, her hands were separated from Han Qiao, and she pushed hard, wasted a lot of effort, panting, looked at the smirk on Han Qiao's mouth, sighed, and her voice slowed down: "Han Qiao, let's have a good talk, shall we?" .”

"Okay." Han Qiao pulled Liu Xiaoli's pink and tender arms, pillowed his head, and touched Liu Xiaoli's red lips with his fingers: "Sister, tell me."

Liu Xiaoli endured the discomfort, she felt very ashamed, Han Qiao was about the same age as Sissi, her body was trembling, like a bird flapping its wings feebly, begging: "Xiaoqiao, please let me go, sister please, you You are so young, what kind of woman do you want, why do you have to humiliate sister, don't you want relatives?"

"If you want, sister will be your own sister, okay?"

Liu Xiaoli was sobbing, she looked at Han Qiao, and begged with her eyes: "Xiaoqiao, please let me go."

Han Qiao looked at the teardrops rolling down Liu Xiaoli's face, and felt a little soft-hearted for a moment. Liu Xiaoli used to have a tough attitude, wiped away the tears, her fingers were wet, crystal clear, and shook: "Sister, what you said is not true at all. Not convincing?"

"You..." Liu Xiaoli became ashamed and angry, her beautiful eyes widened: "Han Qiao, you are simply a beast."

"sister……"

Han Qiao smiled: "At the beginning, didn't sister want to benefit from me, a beast?"

"look."

"This world is so fair. The gift of fate has already been marked with a price. Sis, now is the time to pay the price."

"you……"

Liu Xiaoli's facial features were all screwed together, her eyes were fierce, she bit her red lips with her white teeth, and even bled, she smiled vainly for a while, "What I regret most now is trusting you, a bastard."

His eyes rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and his face was expressionless: "You don't want me, I can promise you, but you have to promise me."

"otherwise."

"I'm ruined, so don't think about it."

The quilt was warm, and the quilt covered by Liu Xiaoli was indeed very fragrant. Han Qiao smiled and said, "Sister, tell me."

"We..." Liu Xiaoli looked ashamed and angry, unable to speak, she jumped out word by word: "We are only a couple in name."

"Oh..." Han Qiao said happily, "I agree."

(End of this chapter)