Wan Chukong walked back to the room and closed the door. Qi Ji understood it and sat upright, "Do you want that?"

"Which?" Wan Chukong asked him.

Qi Ji was stopped and had to lower his head and his ears were bright red.

"Wait until you come back tomorrow."

"oh."

"What does 'oh' mean?" Wan Chukong smiled.

"It's not interesting." Qi Ji cleared his throat and moved his hands secretly down.

Wan Chukong said: "Don't make small moves while I'm not here."

"If you can't see it, it won't count." Qi Ji's face also had a thin color.

Wan Chukong looked at him, admired his expression, and the color in his eyes also dimmed, "That baby called out brother, I want to hear it."

Qi Ji hesitated for a while, and felt that the atmosphere was just right at this time. He wouldn’t be very shy when he shouted, and he could comfort himself. This is the festival, and the atmosphere should be there!

"……elder brother."

"Baby, so good." Wan Chukong's voice lowered, "I'll give you whatever you want."
Chapter completed!