[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

He bit the word "bully" very hard, with a faint charm and depression, Song Qi's face blushed completely, and he could only hold back what he wanted to say for a while.

Even though he said at the beginning that he likes Qin Shu just to complete the task, but later on, liking Qin Shu has become a part of his life unknowingly, even Song Qi himself can't tell, it's for doing more tasks , I still really like Qin Shu a little more.

Song Qi gently grabbed Qin Shu's hand, and whispered, "But...but, I'm a fox, don't you already know it?"

"So what about foxes..." Qin Shu said indifferently, "It's already 2020, do you still want to talk about transvestites?"

"Isn't it?" Song Qi turned her head and looked at him carefully, her small eyes were extremely pitiful, "Don't you humans look down on vixen the most? Even if I become a fox and am not a human at all, you will still like it as always Me, are you okay with me?"

"What do you think?" Qin Shu held the back of his head and kissed his forehead, "You are so good at seductive, you are indeed a little vixen, but I don't hate it, I like it very much."

"Really...Really?" Song Qi's round eyes suddenly lit up, and she began to feel complacent. Wang Po sold melons and boasted, "Actually, foxes are very good. You can rub their fur and touch their tails, and they can still do it in winter." Warm your bed in advance~”

"Warming the bed?" Qin Shu's lips curled into a sinister smile, "How do you warm the bed?"

Song Qi racked her brains and thought for a while: "I just wash it up and wait for you under the quilt..."

007: 【Song Qiqi, do you know what you're talking about?I give you a chance to reorganize the language. 】

Qin Shu couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh, held Song Qi's slender waist and kissed her.

"Hmm..." Song Qi was forced to raise her head to embrace Huan. The kiss was gentle and warm, wrapping him in a soft cage called "Qin Shu", with nowhere to escape but willingly.

Qin Shu exerted a slight force in his arm, and hugged Song Qi onto the kitchen countertop. Their postures were reversed, and now Qin Shu raised his head and kissed Song Qi.

But even so, he was still the dominant person, gently entangled and penetrated, leading Song Qi to stick out his tongue to respond to him.

At the end of the kiss, Song Qi could hardly sit still, her body kept sliding down, and she gasped feebly and emotionally while clinging to Qin Shu's shoulder, like an apricot blossom that just bloomed on a branch, with a kind of youthful ignorance.

"Song Qi, be my little fox, I can give you everything you want."

Qin Shu's words almost perfectly overlapped with last night's dream.

Song Qi didn't ask why anymore, but sweetly replied "Yes".Because it doesn't matter whether it's chocolate or marshmallows.

Fortunately, Qin Shu was still a little sensible, reined in the precipice, and didn't shoot a gun in the kitchen. They tossed here for a long time, and the dough refrigerated in the refrigerator was almost ready.

Qin Shu took the dough out of the basin, kneaded it into many small balls of similar size, and arranged them neatly on the baking tray.

He divided the small ball into two halves, one for himself and one for Song Qi.

"Like this," Qin Shu put his thumb on top of the small dough, and motioned to Song Qi, "Press it lightly."

Song Qi followed suit with style.

"Wow," the little fox exclaimed in surprise, "There are really fingerprints!"

He excitedly finished pressing all the small balls, but still felt dissatisfied, so he ran over to press Qin Shu's again, but Qin Shu refused to let him press, and wiped his flour-stained fingertips on his fair little face, making him look alive A painted fox.

The two were having a good time in the kitchen, and they didn't realize that someone outside the house had entered the door.

"Qin Shu," the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man with deep eyebrows and wide eyes stood outside the door with a serious posture, a pair of sharp eagle eyes swept over and stopped on Song Qi, "You are almost as tall as you are playing. Bar?"