But soon, his mind moved, and he gradually sorted out his thoughts, and became trance-like.

At the same time, Zhao Rong felt a wry smile in his heart.

What a messed up situation these are.

Just now, he was going to get porridge and feed it to Qingjun, which was a small step in giving in and giving her a soft drink. But in the end, Qingjun thought he was going to leave in anger? Well, that was probably the case, so he ran away.

Come here and surrender first?

Zhao Rong was speechless.

However, there was no feeling of dismay in my heart.

But there is still a little bit of luck, whether there is such a misunderstanding, ahem...

At this moment.

Zhao Lingfei shook his arm and said softly: "Brother Rong'er."

Zhao Rong remained calm and did not look at her.

Zhao Lingfei took another step forward, took his arm with both hands, and hugged him tightly, "Brother Rong'er~"

Zhao Rong suddenly felt his arm sinking into two clouds.

He pursed his lips.

The next second, turn your head.

Zhao Rong had no expression on his face, "You know you're wrong?"

"Yeah." Zhao Lingfei buried her head and said in a low, weak voice, "I know..."

Zhao Rong blinked when he saw Qingjun coming down obediently.
Chapter completed!