My family is sweet and su

Chapter 97

"Okay, now that you've written everything down, then you should step back and prepare to go, and let me know when you're done!" Mo Ningyuan waved his hand, gesturing for people to leave.

"Yes... yes..." Although Qin Qi couldn't afford to be hurt 1 times in his heart, he could only weakly respond to the pressure of power, "Then the subordinate will resign first!"

"Hmm..." Mo Ningyuan nodded.

Qin Qi turned around, closed his eyes, clenched his fists in pain, and hammered his hard chest like catharsis, to ease his grief.

With a wave of his hand, the jet-black sleeves came loose, and the cuffs of the close-fitting plain clothes on the inside were also faintly rolled up. The sunlight from outside the window squeezed in, and there was a black loop rope outside the white cuffs.

"Wait!" Mo Ningyuan felt vaguely familiar, and stopped the person who left.

"master!"

"What are you carrying?"

"Ah?", Qin Qi was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted and pulled up his sleeves, revealing a black smudge on his wrist.

"What is this?" Mo Ningyuan suddenly felt uneasy and frowned.

"Return to master, this is the headband used by women in the boudoir to tie their hair!" Although Qin Qi was puzzled why the master asked such a question, he still said truthfully.

His injury had already healed that day, and he thought that the hair rope was on his body, so he could return it at any time when he saw Bei Xiaoke, but the scene was chaotic just now, and he forgot, and now the master reminded him that he remembered it, and was a little annoyed for a while .

"Hehe... My eyes are not blind yet, so I don't need you to tell me!" The tone of the Great Demon King suddenly turned freezing.

Qin Qi: "..."

Yes yes yes... You are not blind, since you are not blind, why are you asking him!

Compared to Qin Qi's helplessness
At this moment, jealousy was brewing on Mo Ningyuan's face opposite him, he was tumbling, his whole heart, liver and lungs were going to be hollowed out with anger, and his eyes were covered with a cold and sluggish feeling.

Heh, if he read it right, it must be the little girl's headband, how could it be in Qin Qi's hands! !
"Since it belongs to a woman in a boudoir, how could it be in your hands, say!" The big devil slammed his knife coldly.

"This..." Qin Qi was a little hesitant, thinking of the angry appearance of the master downstairs just now, it must be related to the case of the official banker. If he still mentions Bei Xiaoke at this moment, it may be bad for her, so he has to find a way to lure her. To pay attention is.

After thinking for a while, Qin Qi raised his head: "Master, this headband is a gift from my sweetheart, and my subordinates are usually busy on night watch, so I tied it on my hand in order to express my thoughts."

!!!

After listening, the person sitting on the seat couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped up from the seat with a "shua...", his eyes were filled with monstrous anger, as terrifying as the king of Yama. Stand directly in front of Qin Qi!

"Master...Master..."

"Say it again, who gave it to you!" Mo Ningyuan directly grabbed Qin Qi's collar with such force that the forced man could only look up at himself.

"Master...Master, you...what's wrong with you?" Qin Qi swallowed as he looked at someone with a man-eating expression.

"Say!"

Mo Ningyuan's aura gradually became vicious, his iron palms like pliers ruthlessly grasped Qin Qi's black collar, his fingers were like knives, and there were scorching sparks in his hateful black eyes.

"Cough cough cough...it was a gift from Miss Ke!" Feeling suffocated, Qin Qi couldn't help panting violently.

"She is your sweetheart?" Mo Ningyuan, who was blinded by jealousy, lost his former depth and wisdom, and acted only by the most primitive control method of the brain.

The movements of the hands can't help but deepen...

　I'm sorry Qizai, I really really really want to sympathize with you!
　　As I said a few days ago, the headband is going to be tested. I finished the test today. Are you satisfied with the result?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)