Feng shui master is not good to be gl

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

It's just that the good times don't last long, Shang Guanqi and his wife died unexpectedly while they were on a business trip, leaving Shang Changqi alone.Grandma doesn't like Shang Changqi, because Shang Changqi looks a lot like her mother Cai Lanlan, and also like an old man she hates, so she throws Shang Changqi to boarding school and ignores the rest.

Without her parents, Shang Changqi was almost freed. Among her peers, only Qi Qi and Bai Jian played with her.After the three of them got acquainted, because Qi Qi's mother liked children more, Shang Changqi and Bai Jian would go to Qi's house to play around from time to time, and gradually got to know Qi Qi's brother—Qi Muyu.

So your childhood sweethearts finally got together? Qingyi raised her eyebrows.

No, I knew my sexual orientation from the beginning, so when he confessed, I just said it straight.When Shang Changqi talked about this matter, his expression was very calm. He went abroad about five or six years ago, and I almost forgot about him.Most importantly, I was worried that you would be jealous, so I didn't take the initiative to say so.

Why am I jealous? Qingyi snorted softly, lowered her head to play with her phone, and asked casually, five or six years ago? Could it be because of the failure to confess?

Shang Changqi touched the tip of his nose resentfully, and said uncertainly: Probably not, I heard from Qi Qi that he just submitted an application for further study abroad at that time.

Yo, I remember quite clearly.

Shang Changqi choked for breath, I have a relatively good memory, I still remember the scene when we first met.

Qingyi's expression softened a little, and she squinted at Shang Changqi, then are you going to eat? I told Qi Qi that we will all go there for dinner.

Shang Changqi swallowed hard, and we will go if you say so.Worrying about Qingyi's overthinking, she approached with a smile, but was stopped by Qingyi's slap.

Speak well if you have something to say, don't be fussy.

Shang Changqi retracted his head aggrievedly, anyway, you are the only one I have, and only you.What's more, we have slept through, don't you want to be responsible for me?

Qingyi's expression cleared up a little, but she was still puzzled, so she raised her hand and squeezed Shang Changqi's face, then rubbed his face back and forth until her face turned red before she let go.

Get up, I'm going down.Mentioning Shang Changqi who was on him, Qingyi lifted the quilt and got up in bed, there was another villain waiting to be punished.

Shang Changqi breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked the sixth child from the bottom of his heart.If it weren't for the sixth child who diverted his attention a little, Qingyi probably wouldn't let her go so easily.

-

Qingyi opened the door and was startled by the scene in front of her.

Sixth, what are you doing?

On the blanket at the door, Lao Liu was kneeling in front of her door holding a book that was several times its body.

Master, I know I was wrong, next time I will never show my second child the storybook again.The sixth child looked at Qingyi with grievances, trying to make her feel sorry for him.

Do you still have a next time? Qingyi squatted down, do you remember what I told you after you gave Chang Qi the script?

Lao Liu was speechless, his mouth was moving, but he couldn't find any words to explain.

Tell me, how long do you think it would be better for you not to read the script? Qingyi handed over the initiative to Lao Liu, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made Lao Liu feel chills for no reason.

The sixth child was somewhat elusive about Qingyi's thoughts, and tentatively asked, is it okay for a week?

Huh? Qingyi raised her eyebrows and rubbed her ears. I was a little distracted just now. Say it again?

The courage that my sixth child mustered was shattered at once, and he talked depressedly for seven weeks.

Qingyi was taken aback, then smiled and shook her head: I just wanted you to stop reading the script for a month, since you said seven weeks, then seven weeks.

The sixth child didn't expect that he dug a hole for himself, and immediately regretted it so much that his intestines were green, and he quickly regretted it: No, master, you heard me wrong, what I said was one month.

Seven weeks is seven weeks, and if you say it, it will be eight weeks.Qingyi took the script behind the sixth child in her hand, and found that it was the sequel to the book she had confiscated from Shang Changqi.

this book

not mine.The sixth child frantically dumped the pot, because he was afraid that Qingyi would not be able to think about it for a while, and would extend the time to punish him. I just picked it up randomly, and someone next door probably dropped it.

Qingyi naturally didn't believe this statement at all, picked up the storybook and knocked Lao Liu on the head, remember, you can't read the storybook for seven weeks.I'll ask Lao Qi to lock up your script later.

The sixth child suddenly had an expression of lovelessness.

Qingyi passed Lao Liu, went downstairs and announced the punishment of Lao Liu to a few little paper men and two dogs.

In short, you have to keep an eye on the sixth child at home. If you let me know that you indulge him in reading the script, you will be at your own risk.Qingyi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling glided over each little paper figurine, and only when she saw everyone nodding in unison, she looked away in satisfaction.