Qingling and a little thief smile came from around the dining table.

Everyone laughed in confusion, and their eyes stopped on the light purple figure.

Could it be that she has become stupid now, right?

However, someone seemed to have not sensed that he had been noticed, and he still lowered his head, flashed his beautiful eyes, and his beautiful lips curled up, and a beautiful laugh overflowed:

"Hehehe~~"

The laughter is terrifying and creepy.

"Brother-in-law, does she often do this?"

Qiao Jinyou stopped the chopsticks placed beside her mouth and raised her eyebrows at Gong Luohen.

The black eyes glanced at Qiao Jinxin from time to time, and the meaning of making fun was hidden deep in the black eyes.

Gong Luohen shook his head calmly and glanced at Qiao Jinxin, who was smiling lightly, as if he had been used to her sudden laughter.

Without getting an answer, Qiao Jinyou could only widen her black eyes and look at Qiao Jinxin in an exploratory manner, as if she wanted to see something.

Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao didn't care about the etiquette and were flattered. They put down their chopsticks, looked at each other, and made a gaze.

"Hey, second sister, are you okay? Do you want to see a psychiatrist?"

After watching it for a long time, Qiao Jinyou still couldn't see anything, and finally couldn't help asking.

Her second sister must have her brain stuck in the door when she went out, and she might have been kicked by a donkey when she went out...

"You're just going to see a psychiatrist!"

Qiao Jinxin retorted reflexively, her beautiful eyes glared at her unhappy, and the thief smile also disappeared from her mouth.

"Haha, it's getting normal. It seems that my nerves are pretty good."

Qiao Jinyou covered her mouth, her black eyes shone with a proud light, and she seemed to be without any modesty.

Modesty? To her, it’s simply air. Don’t talk about modesty with her. Talk about modesty and pride.

Qiao Jinxin: “…”

OK, show off, she won’t say it!

Qiao Jinyou looked at her, huh? Is it a mess?

Is she going to have another title? →_→The King of Cold Scenes.

"Why don't you talk?"

Qiao Jinyou's black eyes looked around their faces, but found that they were all shut and had no intention of talking.

Well, she is really in a mess, so she won’t say anything, right?

Sit and have a meal!

...

...

"Dad, who did you win, Prince?"

While chatting with Qiao Jinxin on the steps, Qiao Jinyou suddenly remembered her father and husband who were playing chess in the living room. She helped her stomach up and walked in slowly, leaned over with her pretty face and asked.

She wouldn't be able to play this chess, otherwise she would have killed her father for a long time.

"Haha, it's Yu Xiao who won, Daddy is old."

After several hours of getting along, Mr. Qiao gradually became less afraid of Mo Yuxiao.

He found that Prince Jing was not indifferent, but lacked a sense of security.

"Hehe, Daddy is not old at all, and she is still very young."

Qiao Jinyou rubbed against Mr. Qiao and raised her hand to massage his back.

"Is that so? Daddy is really young?"

"Yes, yes, very young, prince, don't you?"

Qiao Jinyou smiled and flattered her pony and tried hard to hammer him on his back.

If she had a tail behind her, she would probably have shaken it now.

"Well, Youyou said it."

Mo Yuxiao nodded lightly, without any perfunctory on his cold handsome face, and looked at Qiao Jinyou's raised belly with phoenix eyes.
Chapter completed!