Shi Qingjue's eyebrows frowned without any trace.

He has never suffered such grievances, and no one dared to let him do such things, but since he has even done his own father...

"Give it to me." His voice said lightly.

Ji Lin immediately handed the durian to Shi Qingjue, and then quickly disappeared in front of him with great insight.

Shi Qingjue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the durian in his hand. It was better to say it was durian than it was durian. I am afraid that Shi Hongxuan had already kneeled down to experience it, leaving only a sharp, smoothed durian skin...

"Xixi." He knocked on the door twice again.

The low voice was a bit tentative, and then he carefully approached the door and listened to the movement inside.

Nan Xiyue also buried her head in the pillow and felt sulking.

Hearing the sound outside, she lifted her pillow slightly and glanced back, "Don't think of coming in if you don't kneel down to durian!"

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue's lips pursed slightly.

He looked down at the durian skin in his hand again, and his clear eyes were full of disgust.

But thinking of annoying Nan Xiyue...

Shi Qingjue licked the back of the teeth, as if he had made a big decision, "Isn't it just durian... I'll kneel."

As he said that, he bent down and put the durian skin on the ground.

Nan Xiyue suddenly raised her head, and she turned her eyes to the door with some doubts, and her eyes flashed slightly.

She muttered in a low voice, "No way..."

Shi Qingjue's stinky man who usually wants to be so proud wouldn't he really kneel down on durian just because of her words, right?

Nan Xiyue was a little disbelief, but even though she didn't believe Shi Qingjue would do this, she felt a little uneasy in her heart...

In the end, he threw away his pillow and turned over and sat up.

Shi Qingjue placed the durian skin in the corridor. He bent his legs slowly and tentatively placed his knees on the durian skin, preparing to find a suitable position to kneel down...

But at this time, the bedroom door was suddenly opened!

Nan Xiyue suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, "Shi Qingjue! What are you doing? Where did you find a piece of durian skin!"

She immediately grabbed Shi Qingjue's wrist and pulled him up.

He looked at the durian skin in disbelief, "I said I'll kneel if you ask you to kneel down? You're not very capable in normal times!"

Shi Qingjue looked at her with his thin lips gently pursed.

There was a hint of grievance in his clear eyes, and he whispered, "If you ask me to kneel down, of course I will kneel down."

"You..." Nan Xiyue rolled her eyes in anger.

But thinking that it was indeed her rude request, she was still a little guilty after all, "I, I'll just joke around."

She was just really angry with Shi Qingjue.

After all, being injured is not a joke. She just wants to take revenge on Shi Qingjue.

Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and glanced at his knees, "Does it hurt you? It's so painful that it's so piercing me when I hold the durian in my hand..."

Shi Qingjue's lips curled slightly.

He grabbed Nan Xiyue's wrist, suddenly approached, and joking in a low voice, "Didn't you say you won't care about me again?"

Nan Xiyue rolled her eyes at him again with disgust.

After breaking away from Shi Qingjue's big palm, she turned around and walked back to the bedroom in anger, sat on the bed with anger, reached out to grab the pillow and hugged it in her arms.

Shi Qingjue walked into the room steadily. He sat beside Nan Xiyue, put his arm over her waist and hugged her into his arms.

He put his head slightly in her ear and said, "I was wrong." 20,000 or 50,000 yuan.

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue's lips gently slid.

But Shi Qingjue's attitude was very sincere, "I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have deceived you with that kind of thing. I promise I won't do this again in the future, huh?"

Nan Xiyue gently lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

There were a little light flowing in the delicate eyes, as if there was some doubt, "Really?"

"Really." Shi Qingjue's voice was very tense.

Seeing that he was so sincere, the suffocating breath gradually faded, "Then... then punish you to pinch your shoulders, my shoulders are so sore recently."

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue laughed helplessly.

He reached out and put his hand on Nan Xiyue's shoulder, "Okay, I will do whatever my wife tells me."

"Who is your wife..." Nan Xiyue muttered in a low voice.

She glanced at the man in the aftermath, "I haven't received a certificate and haven't had a diamond ring yet, so I won't admit it."

Shi Qingjue raised his eyebrows gently.

He had actually prepared the diamond ring a long time ago. It seemed that he should find an opportunity to get her to the Civil Affairs Bureau as soon as possible...

...

At the same time, Shi Qinglan sat cross-legged on the bed.

She leaned gently against the soft pillow, pinched a pen between her slender and white fingers, casually drawing something on the sketchbook, and from time to time she looked out the window for inspiration.

"Acheng, I have never designed children's clothes. Do you think it's better to use a bow or lace?"

Shi Qinglan designed clothes for the baby when he was free.

Although she doesn't know if it's a boy or a girl, she still works as a girl as a design most of the time. After all, she hopes to have a daughter in her heart, and occasionally she will conceive men's clothing...

"Everything is fine." Bo Yucheng curled his lips gently.

He sent the email in his hand, then got up and approached Shi Qinglan, bent down to look at the things on her notebook.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is he designed a small skirt?"

"Yes." Shi Qinglan nodded slightly, "Should girls wear small skirts? What color looks good?"

But Bo Yucheng's eyebrows frowned without a trace.

The picture quickly emerged in his mind. The little girl with pink and jade was wearing an exquisite and beautiful goose yellow princess dress, with her lotus-like calves exposed outside, white and tender...

"No." Bo Yucheng immediately refused sternly.

He pulled away the pen in Shi Qinglan's hand, "What kind of skirt a girl wears at home, just design a few pairs of pants."

Shi Qinglan looked up at him for no reason.

She took the pencil back from the man, "A boy is wearing pants, and the little girl should wear a skirt."

"Our daughter doesn't wear it." Bo Yucheng was unhappy.

Shi Qinglan is already very good-looking, and the baby he gave birth must have been beautiful since childhood. If he wears a small skirt again...

What if the baby is still worried about by someone else!

Bo Yucheng's expression was a little unhappy, "I don't allow our daughter to wear skirts. It would be fine if she unfortunately gave birth to a son."

Anyway, even if the brat is missed, he is not afraid.

Shi Qinglan slowly rang out:...?

She didn't understand the man's logic for a while, "Are you so busy at work recently? Forget it, I shouldn't have decided on you like this. Go to work quickly."

Shi Qinglan said as he pushed the man around him away.
Chapter completed!