Ai Xiaoqi didn't want to argue with him here. He is him and I am me.

Pulling back the corner of his clothes, Ai Xiaoqi walked out the door mercilessly.

Feng Yao felt a lump in his throat.

"Xiaoqi..."

Feng Yao took a step forward and grabbed Ai Xiaoqi's wrist, his voice urgent and with a bit of force.

Feng Yao seemed to realize that he was a little fierce, but he was unwilling to let go. His voice became much softer and trembled with worry.

"Xiaoqi."

This time, Qiao Anni recognized who Ai Xiaoqi really was.

The future boss lady of Feng’s supreme clan.

Joanne wisely backed out.

Ai Xiaoqi wanted to break free. She didn't want to be involved in this inexplicable entanglement with the rich and powerful again. It was just like her relationship with Rukawa, which was annoying.

But Feng Yao held it very tightly, and it hurt a little.

Ai Xiaoqi looked at Feng Yao coldly.

Feng Yao's heart contracted, his eyes turned red, and he was filled with sadness, worrying that all his efforts would be in vain.

"Are you going to leave again and never come back so that I can't find you?"

Ai Xiaoqi nodded stubbornly.

"Yes, so what? Are you going to stay here and be Park Mi-jin's trash can? Your business has nothing to do with me, so don't get involved with me? Let go."

Feng Yao did not let go and pulled Ai Xiaoqi to the door.

"I have never had any relationship with her, please don't leave."

He locked Ai Xiaoqi's shoulders with one arm and let him lean against his chest.

With the other hand, he slowly operated the iris recognition system to input Ai Xiaoqi's information.

Feng Yao lowered his head and asked Ai Xiaoqi: "Is this okay? Don't let anyone else in? Only Xiaoqi can come in."

Ai Xiaoqi bit her lip stubbornly and said nothing.

Seeing that Ai Xiaoqi still ignored him.

Feng Yao took out his cell phone, tapped it with trembling fingers, and pulled Ai Xiaoqi's slender index finger and pressed it lightly.

Press the screen-off button and turn off your phone.

He pressed Ai Xiaoqi's finger on it again, and with a click, the phone turned on.

The furry head rested on Ai Xiaoqi's shoulder, helplessly acting like a spoiled child: "How about this? Are you still angry? Let Xiaoqi see my phone, only let Xiaoqi see my phone, okay?"

The furry head rubbed against Ai Xiaoqi's neck, like a kitten that had made a mistake and was begging for love?

Ai Xiaoqi was shocked by Feng Yao's crazy criticism and humble pleading. Could he be having a seizure?

Faced with Feng Yao's coquettishness, Ai Xiaoqi's cold heart could not be hardened.

Her eyelashes drooped, and she tried to shake off his hand, but couldn't.

"Feng Yao, I don't want to cause you any trouble, let me go!"

Feng Yao hid in the crook of her neck and said very gently: "Xiao Qi, I have nothing to do with her, please don't leave me."

Ai Xiaoqi felt Feng Yao's tense body. Although his voice was soft and pleading, he was getting more and more obsessed and crazy.

"Xiao Qi, I'm so hungry, please treat me to a meal, okay?"

The last time he had a depression attack, Ai Xiaoqi treated him to a meal.

In this way, Ai Xiaoqi will not abandon him, but will accompany him and coax him.

Ai Xiaoqi sighed, he couldn't stand the delicate and soft Feng Yao.

Feng Yao was violently pressed against the glass door with one hand, and he reluctantly leaned forward.

"If you bully me again, we won't be friends anymore."

Feng Yao looked down at Ai Xiaoqi's petal-like pink lips and made the promise.

"I will protect Xiaoqi, and no one dares to bully Xiaoqi."

Ai Xiaoqi's cheeks were burning, Bala Fengyao: "Get out of the way..."

Feng Yao blocked his way and refused to let go: "Where are you going if I don't let you go?"

"Change."

Feng Yao tried to pull Ai Xiaoqi's hand again, but Ai Xiaoqi ruthlessly dodged him.

Feng Yao pleaded in a low voice: "Bring the clothes here, there is a room inside where you can change clothes... I'm afraid you will run away and I won't be able to find you."

Ai Xiaoqi became obedient again. He didn't want to provoke Feng Yao again. There was really something wrong with him.

Why did he ask me to unlock his phone? And then he acted like a spoiled child with me. Wasn't that a bit too much?

"I will be right back."

Ai Xiaoqi crawled out from under Feng Yao's arms.

Ai Xiaoqi walked into Feng Yao's office holding her clothes pocket.

Feng Yao walked her into the room and closed the door considerately.

This room was still in Feng Yao's style, with warm white and cool gray. A large cool gray bed took up half of the room. It was so clean that it looked as if no one had ever slept in it.

Ai Xiaoqi walked inside, trying to find a bathroom or toilet to change clothes.

Passing by various distinguished limited edition home furnishings.

She pushed open a door and found that it was not a bathroom at all. Instead, the walls were covered with the most modern weapons, which almost dazzled her eyes. There were all kinds of guns and bullets, gas masks, and bulletproof gear.

What shocked her even more was that these were legal weapons with serial numbers.

Ai Xiaoqi closed the door and changed her clothes while admiring the scenery.

Out of the armory,

Ai Xiaoqi stood beside the bed, and the scene in front of her attracted her.

Why didn’t I see it when I came in?

The breeze blew up the floor-length curtains, revealing a 200-square-meter sky garden outside.

Full of roses of various colors. Two hundred square meters of roses are enough to conquer all the girls who are just beginning to fall in love.

Delicate and beautiful, blooming shyly, the dewdrops sparkle like little stars under the light.

Yellow, pink, white, dark red and light red are just waiting quietly, waiting for their loved ones to arrive.

Ai Xiaoqi just stood by the window and looked out, then walked out of the room.

Which girl doesn’t like romantic roses?

I just don't dare to hope for it.

Feng Yao was still standing in the middle of the messy ground, his beautiful day completely ruined by Park Mi-jin.

Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi, who was wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants, and forced a curl of his lips.

"come over."

Ai Xiaoqi walked beside him with her eyes lowered.

……

I didn’t bring Liao Mang and Yuntian today.

Feng Yao drove the car himself and begged the somewhat awkward Ai Xiaoqi to sit in the passenger seat.

Feng Yao started the Maybach and asked depressedly, "Where are we going?"

Ai Xiaoqi: "Big B."

It was silent all the way.

Ai Xiaoqi brought Feng Yao to Su Ji Chuan Chuan Xiang.

Except for the last time when he ate Malatang, Feng Yao had never seen such a small store.

There are a few small tables and a few small private rooms, and the hall is a bit noisy.

Ai Xiaoqi randomly drew something on the menu.

Feng Yao asked: "There is a menu this time."

Ai Xiaoqi's pen stopped at the grilled sturgeon with soy sauce: "Do you want to eat fish? Many people come here to eat this fish."

"Ah."

The moment she saw the menu, Ai Xiaoqi's mood began to brighten.

I took a deep breath in my heart and nodded happily, "There is a menu."

Then he pushed the menu over and teased Feng Yao.

"Feng Xiaoyao, order whatever you want to eat."

Ai Xiaoqi shook her short hair to adjust her mood.

After all, it was just a minor unpleasantness, and Feng Yao was still protecting her like this, so she didn't suffer any loss. Why should she make both herself and Feng Yao unhappy?

Feng Yao's little ears seemed to have an invisible switch. He was shy, and he let Ai Xiaoqi tease him. He liked her teasing him.

Ai Xiaoqi thinks Feng Yao with red ears is very cute.

She raised the corners of her lips and peeked at his shy look.

Feng Yao didn't even look up, and looked at the menu seriously: "Not angry anymore?"

Ai Xiaoqi said sarcastically: "How dare I get angry with the boss."

Feng Yao pointed at the menu and said, "I've never had this red wine pear. And what is this corn juice? Is it delicious?"

Ai Xiaoqi's eyes were full of contempt, as if to say, the boss is really pitiful, he has never eaten anything.

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