She would kill Han Qiao ruthlessly.

Liu Xiaoli didn't notice it, frowned, and chopsticks poked the boiled cauliflower, impatient: "What's there to say? I have nothing to say with you."

"sister."

Han Qiao touched it.

It's close.

His heart was raised to his throat, and he stayed in Liu Xiaoli's slender waist, and followed the curve all the way down, pausing.

Liu Xiaoli was about to scold her.

Han Qiao immediately growled: "Sister, don't shout, it's bad if Xixi hears it."

boom.

Liu Xiaoli's throat was blocked, her eyes were angry, her face was flustered, her body was stiff, her elbows were fiercely towards Han Qiao's chest, and she growled: "Han Qiao, are you crazy?"

"Xixi is upstairs, do you insist on me dying, right?"

"Sister, I'm not happy when I see you unhappy." Han Qiao couldn't stop, Liu Xiaoli's body was stiff, but he knew it.

She really refuses.

The hot water in the pot was poured on.

After all.

Aunt Liu is just confused.

Virtuous mother and happy woman.

Han Qiao closed the fire and hugged Jiu Xiaoli's waist from behind with both hands: "Sister, do you miss me?"

"I miss you a lamp." Liu Xiaoli's cheeks flushed. She was afraid that Liu Yifei would hear it, so she struggled and shouted, "Han Qiao, don't go too far, let me go."

"Sister, I did nothing, I just wanted to talk to you." Han Qiao looked painful: "Don't move."

It ended abruptly.

The two were in a stalemate.

Liu Xiaoli became honest. Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips, grabbed Liu Xiaoli's ponytail with one hand, and the devil whispered: "Sister, admit it, you have deceived others, but you can't deceive yourself."

Liu Xiaoli raised her head, glared at her eyes, and her nasal breathing fiercely.

"Sister, look, every cell of yours is cheering." Han Qiao's fingers were scratching his cheek.

Slim neck.

Suddenly on the Adam's apple.

The nails are sharp.

Liu Xiaoli pressed her hands on the kitchen counter, automatically ignoring Han Qiao's words, her body was stiff and she was neither moving nor moving.

This posture.

She looked anxious and said in a panic: "Han Qiao, is it going to come to you tomorrow?"

After saying that.

Her eyes closed in vain, her body became soft, her cheeks were hot, and her legs were swaying like cramps.

"Damn."

Han Qiao was stunned. He had never seen this before.

Last time.

When Li Bingbing ran into it, Liu Xiaoli was not like this either.

How many secrets does Sister Liu have?

Looking at the glass door, Han Qiao deliberately said, "Sister, what are you going to do to me tomorrow?"

"Han Qiao, you...you...you..." Liu Xiaoli's eyes were filled with anger.

Little wolf, ask questions knowingly.

His body is soft.

Han Qiao humiliated her.

The more Han Qiao wanted to see her angry expression, the more calm she pressed her hands on the kitchen counter, gritted her teeth, and said intermittently: "Look for you, give... to you... to you to the grave."

Strong mouth.

"When I got down, Sissi said she would come down in a few minutes."

Han Qiao said deliberately: "Sister, you don't want Xixi to see this situation."

Magic weapons are very useful.

Liu Xiaoli bowed her back and said anxiously: "Han Qiao, please let me go, sister, please, okay?"

"Sister, don't you tell me what to do tomorrow?" Han Qiao continued to tease: "I won't let it go."

The pot is hot, and water splashes on the pot surface, sizzling smoke.

Liu Xiaoli held on and shouted, "Sister will look for you tomorrow. I will listen to you whatever you want to do."

"Sister, what do I want to do?"

Han Qiao said innocently: "I am still a minor."

……………………

The kitchen was quiet.

Liu Yifei did not carry a broom. She held a bottle of red wine in her hands, and the white skirt fell to the ground, squatting while listening to the movement.

The kitchen was quiet.

Her eyes were puzzled: "Han Qiao has been in for so long, but she hasn't made any noise. Could it be..."

impossible.

Liu Yifei stopped her thoughts. She could not like Han Qiao at all, and she could not love Han Qiao at all.

The clock on the wall was walking unwaveringly.

quite a while.

When I was drowsy, there was a movement in the kitchen, and the woman's voice was intermittent: "We are above the sky, love our heavenly Father! You are the true God who created the universe..."

Liu Xiaoli is a devout Christian.

Why did she pray?

Liu Yifei looked anxious and put his hand on the door lock. Han Qiao's voice came: "Who is the Heavenly Father?"

The woman's voice was intermittent: "You...you...you are the Father of Heaven."

???

Her eyes widened. Even though she was still a yellow-haired girl, something was wrong.

Keep listening.

The woman's pious prayer suppressed the pain, and the voice intermittently, and the pain cried: "Leova, our Father God, today, your child is silent here."

"Who is God?"

She was carrying a bottle of wine, damn it, Han Qiao bullied her and was about to go in.

The woman said piously: "You...you...you are my God."

???

She was a little stupid, what was going on inside?

Could it be?

She will be really happy with Han Qiao!

The puzzle is revealed soon after the mystery is revealed.

Han Qiao asked: "Sister, are you happy?"

The sound disappeared for a long time.

When she couldn't hold it, the woman's voice shouted: "Happy, Hanqiao, happy..."

"Call dad."

"Dad...Dad..."

"Chakka."

She sat on the ground with her eyes wide open and her mind was buzzing.

The world collapses.
To be continued...