Ji Hanfeng I was very upset at first, but when I heard this, I was so angry that I almost exploded.
"What am I afraid of?"
Su Qiao snorted and shook off his hand, "Can you control what I want to do?"
"I was wrong, isn't it okay?"
Ji Hanfeng apologized and put his hands together, grabbing Su Qiao's shoulders.
Su Qiao gave him a hateful look. "You say that every time you make a mistake, and your credibility has been reduced to zero."
It seems that the lesson learned last time was not enough. Even now, this man is still doubting her.
Did he deserve another beating?
"My aunt, I am not... this is not..." Ji Hanfeng held it in for a long time, but could not find a reason.
Su Qiao crossed his arms across his chest and looked at him sideways. "What is it? Tell me."
"I... I..."
Ji Hanfeng held it in for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, his expression became serious:
"You... you like me... like my face?"
As soon as he said this, Ji Hanfeng felt annoyed for a while.
Why is his mouth so stupid?
His original intention was to ask Su Qiao if he liked him, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into this again.
Su Qiao stared at his face that was more beautiful than Pan An, with a calm expression on his face. "I like it."
What woman wouldn't like such a beautiful face, and it's on her man's face?
Ji Hanfeng Anger suddenly rose in his heart. "You just like my face?"
"What are you angry about again?" Su Qiao was a little confused.
Did she say something wrong again?
Who doesn't like good-looking things?
His face was quite pleasing to the eye, of course she liked it.
Is it wrong to tell the truth?
Ji Hanfeng pursed his lips and snorted coldly, "Then if one day I am disfigured, you won't like me?"
"..." Su Qiao finally understood the crux of the matter.
She rolled her eyes speechlessly and reached out to pat his tender little face. "As long as it's you, I like it, okay?"
"Really?"
Ji Hanfeng was happy, and then said, "Then do you like me more, or do you like my face more?"
"..." Su Qiao was defeated by him.
Does it make any difference?
Isn't this face his?
Why does this man have so many things going on?
I don't know whether he saw Su Qiao's impatience or was afraid of knowing the result. Before Su Qiao could answer, Ji Hanfeng gave up:
"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you like me or my face, as long as you like me."
A faint light flashed through his deep eyes, and he suddenly held Su Qiao's pretty little face, slowly moved closer, and said in a soft voice:
"However, since you like it, you must continue to like it, otherwise I will be angry."
"He's very angry, you know?"
If she follows another man like she did in the last life, then he will break her legs.
Then she would never be able to run away or leave him again.
Su Qiao Originally thought this man was going to kiss her, her cheeks were still a little hot.
After hearing this, I immediately got angry and pulled his hand down. "What nonsense are you talking about."
After working on it for a long time, the man still didn't believe her and still suspected that she would run away with Lu Yizhi.
Humph, looking at his look just now, he might be thinking of doing something to himself.
It seems that he really deserves a beating again.
Su Qiao was not polite, just grabbed his ears and started beating him.
Ji Hanfeng reflexively covered his face with his arms.
This face cannot be damaged.
If he could get out, he would buy a huge insurance policy for this face.
After venting for a while, Su Qiao finally stopped.
Ji Hanfeng Pi Ya rubbed his head and muttered with some dissatisfaction, "I told you not to hit the head, don't hit the head. What if I really hit him stupidly?"