The Snake King Chasing His Wife: Black-bellied Little Mengfei

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In the bedroom, the lights flickered, mottled the night, and also dappled Ling Aojue's side face, and a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire room.

Qing Yi hid under the quilt, blinked and looked at the standing in front of the bed, with a cold face, as black as an iron pot and arrogant.

Did she do something wrong?

No, she didn't do anything, and she won't admit that she did anything.

After thinking about it, Qing shrank back into the quilt again, glanced at the crime tool in her hand, and hurriedly threw the hairpin under the bed, she didn't know anything.

"Smile." Ling Aojue stared at the small figure that kept moving and shrinking inside the quilt, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and called out with a half-smile.

When Qing heard the words, her body that was shaking seemed to be tapped by someone, and she paused in place, thinking a hundred times in her heart, she is not here, she is not here, the uncle can't see her, can't see, can't see arrive.

"Smile?" Ling Aojue saw that the little figure stopped moving, walked to the side of the bed, raised his deep voice half a bit, and asked with a serious face, "Do you know your mistake?"

Qing Yi covered her ears, her whole body shrunk into a ball, she couldn't hear, she couldn't hear, she couldn't hear anything.

Ling Aojue looked at the bulging quilt, raised the corner of his mouth, waved his big hand, and the quilt flew out of his hand, the one shrunk into a ball, buried his head in his knees like an ostrich, covered his ears with his hands, The little thing with one eye open and one eye closed appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

The eyes suddenly lit up, and Qing Yi's open eye met Ling Aojue's sight at a glance, and hurriedly closed the open eye as well.

"Smile, do you think I can't see you? Huh?" Ling Aojue lifted her up from the bed. Qing Yi was a small, 1.3 meter tall Ling Aojue who was nearly two meters tall. It was too much to lift her up. It couldn't be easier.

Qing Yi raised his head, stared at Ling Aojue with frowned eyebrows, suddenly blinked his big eyes twice, pointed at the man in front of him with trembling fingers, the villain complained first, "Uncle, you bullied me! "

"I bullied you?" Ling Aojue lifted Qingyi to the soft couch beside him, put him on it, then sat on it, raised his lips and smiled, "Tell me, how did I bully you?"

"You put that nasty aunt on my bed! You even asked Xiaomei to stop me from coming to sleep! Look, it's so dirty here! It's all because of you!" Qingyi said, angrily turning to the other side of the bed He ran over, pointed at the blood stains on the bed, and said with righteous indignation, "Uncle, tell me, aren't you bullying me?"

"Don't let you come over?" Ling Aojue's face darkened when he heard this, these people were getting more and more courageous.

Looking at Ling Aojue's complexion sank again, she shrank her neck, glanced at him secretly, seeing Ling Aojue looking at her, she straightened her body immediately, as if it was your fault.

Ling Aojue couldn't laugh or cry because of her cute and aggressive appearance, he stretched out his hand to pinch her little face, "Okay, it's my fault."

When Qing heard the words, he was relieved, but still tensed his face seriously, and nodded seriously, "Yes, it's all uncle's fault."

"Also, uncle, you can't hug those dirty and disgusting aunts to my bed in the future! Otherwise, I will ignore you in the future!"

Ling Aojue, "..."