"Stop!" Feng Qingming became even more angry. Hong Xiaobao greeted her as he wished, but her attitude was extremely incorrect! For the first time in her life, she saw a man of the same age who regarded her as nothing. The frustration was really gone!

The most important thing is that this guy has touched his chest!

Logically speaking, shouldn't we try our best to ask for forgiveness now?

But this dead guy didn't seem to think about this at all!

And I can't speak, can you say you have to be responsible if you touch my chest?!

Such words can't be said even if you die!

"What's wrong..." Hong Xiaobao was speechless. Feng Qingming, the little girl, was also so beautiful. She was different from Yue Wanshuang's charm. She was of the heroic type. Mulan knew it? She was even more so when she was angry at this moment. But, no matter how heroic you are, you can't delay cooking yourself, right?

Everyone is reasonable!

He pointed to the kitchen immediately: "Sister, the food is almost overwhelmed!"

Feng Qingming took a few deep breaths and nodded hatred, "Okay, you can! You can!" He said that, he was about to leave. He thought Hong Xiaobao would try to keep him, but Hong Xiaobao was very happy - and he had the same relief expression - and got into the kitchen.

"Hong Xiaobao!!!" Feng Qingming became even more angry.

"What's wrong?" Hong Xiaobao didn't show up this time and asked directly in the kitchen.

"Okay!" Feng Qingming sneered: "Don't want this reward for the martial arts competition!"

"Oh!" Hong Xiaobao got out of the kitchen in one tenth of a second, rubbed his hands carefully, and then looked at the sword and box in Feng Qingming's hand: "Is this a reward?"

"I won't give it to you!" Feng Qingming said angrily, turned his head and left.
Chapter completed!