The 100-billion-dollar cp in the world is open again!

"You..." Bi Lihuai is really not convinced, but now he believes that what he said before was very skinny and rebellious.

When they didn't get him before, they were just pretending to be cute.Now, it can be regarded as the original shape.

"Hee hee, daughter-in-law—" Qi Yao called out in a coquettish manner.

Kneeling and throwing his knees together.

"The door is still open." Bi Lihuai punched him.

"No one came up..."

"Master—" The housekeeper went ahead before they could speak.

In a hurry, Bi Li kicked him off the sofa.

"Ouch——" Qi Yao fell and rolled directly under the computer desk.

"Hey..." Bi Lihuai wanted to catch him, but he didn't have time.

"Young Master?" The butler came to the door with a pot of soup, saw that Qi Yao was not there, and asked, "Young Madam, where is the Young Master? I made soup for the Young Master and Young Madam, drink it while it's hot."

The housekeeper walked in.

Bi Lihuai kicked Qi Yao who was sitting under the table.

"Aren't you going to come out?"

Qi Yao rolled his eyes at him, hum.

He even kicked her husband under the table, he wasn't cheating.

The butler came over to take a look, "Huh? Master, are you playing hide-and-seek with the young lady?"

"Catch your head, how old are you, and you still play hide-and-seek..." Qi Yao crawled out depressed.

Bi Lihuai stretched out his hand to pull him, and he stood up deliberately, then bumped into him, hugged him, and knocked him onto the big swivel chair.

The butler thought they were wrestling, so he hurriedly put down the pot and came over to help them, but he saw Qi Yao waved at him with his hands behind his back, telling him to leave quickly.

"Ah, I'll get the bowl, young master and madam, wait a moment." The housekeeper turned around and left with a smile, his fifties' pace was like a rocket, and he closed the door after he went out.

Bi Lihuai grabbed Qi Yao's collar and tried to push him away, but he was not as strong as him.

Qi Yao just looked at him and smiled, and when he gave up, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"If you don't want it, I won't force it." Qi Yao said softly, "I love you."

Qi Yao leaned his head on his shoulder, put his arms around his waist, and leaned against him like this.

Bi Lihuai looked at him sideways, smiled slightly, stretched out his arms to put his arms around his head, and unconsciously stretched his hands into his hair, gently rubbing his scalp with his fingertips.

Qi Yao said comfortably: "Daughter-in-law, I have found that I am so smart recently, it must be because you often massage my head."

Bi Lihuai froze for a moment, then looked at his hand holding his head.

He didn't know how he had this preference.

"Comfortable?"

"It's comfortable, it's comfortable. Massage your scalp a lot to prevent the Mediterranean Sea." Qi Yao laughed.

Bi Lihuai just scratched the back of his head repeatedly.

The two cuddled together for a while, and Qi Yao heard Bi Lihuai's stomach growl.

"Calling Dad?" Qi Yao jokingly stroked his belly.

"What's it called?" Bi Lihuai asked.

"dad."

"Good son." Bi Lihuai laughed.

"Tsk, you're taking advantage of me." Qi Yao found that he didn't succeed in the routine, but was tricked instead.

Touching his flat stomach, he looked back at the pot of soup on the table.

"Call Dad, Dad will feed you soup." Qi Yao said.

"what is it call?"

"Again?"

Did he think he'd be fooled twice?

"Well, is your name?" Bi Lihuai asked a little rascally.

"Call... Dad, good dad, good son wants to drink milk."

"No." Bi Lihuai grabbed his hand buttoning his button.

"Yes, I know you have—"

"I didn't." Bi Lihuai smiled once and slapped his outstretched hand away.

"You have what you have, you have what you have. Dad is good or bad, and his own son won't give him food. What if he starves to death?"

Bi Lihuai couldn't stand it and said, "There's soup over there."

"There's soup here, too."

"You...tsk..." Bi Lihuai didn't pay attention, he guarded the top but not the bottom.

This guy can still talk about things, saying that he is dead in this respect really didn't wrong him.

"The butler will come in again later." Bi Lihuai stopped him with his hand.

"No, he is very self-conscious." Qi Yao just finished speaking.

The butler who was eavesdropping outside the door pretended to say: "Oh, why did I forget to take the spoon again? I'm going to get a spoon—"

Bi Lihuai and Qi Yao glanced at each other, and they burst out laughing.

"Get up, you will die of laughter later." Bi Lihuai pushed him.

"Oh, I can't let my daughter-in-law go hungry, can I?"

Qi Yao stood up, pressed the button on the armrest, and the backrest rose by itself.

Bi Lihuai sat up, his eyes were a little dodgy and he didn't dare to look directly at Qi Yao, and he pulled his clothes to cover it as if nothing had happened.

But Qi Yao has always been very good at observing words and expressions.

He glanced down.

"Daughter-in-law? What are you hiding?"

"No...cough cough, what kind of soup is it?"

Qi Yao squinted, turned around to open the lid of the soup pot, but immediately turned around and knelt down on the ground with a bang, this height was just right.

Bi Lihuai was startled, and the hem of his clothes was lifted by him.

Black house pants are not normal.

"Brother." Qi Yao looked up at him and said with a smile, "You still want to deny it?"

Bi Lihuai couldn't help laughing, "I think so."

"Open your eyes and talk nonsense? Huh? Huh?" Qi Yao winked at him.

Bi Lihuai clicked his tongue, blaming him, talking about this kind of topic with him, causing him to...

He let go of the hand that was holding his wrist, and said something silently.

"Okay."

As soon as Qi Yao was happy, he forgot that there were many wheels under this chair.

He just wanted to change his sitting position, but he kicked the base.

The chair quickly moved back with Bi Lihuai in an instant.

"Ah... my daughter-in-law!"

Bi Lihuai lost his balance for a moment.

Then, the car overturned...

Bi Lihuai let out an exclamation and rolled down from the chair.

Qi Yao flew forward, trying to catch him, but he only hugged his leg.

Bi Li fell to the marble floor with a thud.

He frowned in pain.

"Haah...it hurts..."

"Daughter-in-law!" Qi Yao climbed up nervously and picked him up, "Where did it hit? Let me see."

Bi Li held his right forehead in his arms, the feeling of his head hitting the ground was really bad...

"Let's see, let's see, let go." Qi Yao tore off his hand, and there was a red mark on his head.

When he touched it, Bi Lihuai clicked his tongue.

"Don't touch it, don't touch it, my husband will blow it off for you." Qi Yao blows on the red mark on his head.

It doesn't relieve the pain, but it does coax people.

Bi Lihuai didn't frown anymore, and quietly blew to him.

-

When Bi Lihuai was six years old, he accidentally stepped on the stairs and rolled from the second floor to the first floor.

At that time, the back of the head was broken.

The maid carried him to the hospital for stitches, and he heard the maid call his parents.

But until he finished the stitches and anti-inflammatory injections, fell asleep and woke up again, he didn't see his parents around him.