"What are you smoking? Let me see."
Qi Jinjiu took the card she handed over, exclaimed "Wow" and raised his eyebrows.
“Is Yibao going to choose him for the mission?” She pointed to the male model with cat ears next to Shen Zhiyi.
He looked well behaved, smiling and looking at her knowingly.
"I can."
He extended his hand to Shen Zhiyi, “Come with me on this mission.”
"I'll help you."
Shen Zhiyi looked at the cat ears on his head.
White.
Suddenly I thought of milk.
I haven't touched it for a long time.
I don't know how the kitten is doing now.
She moved her fingertips.
"Sister, do you want someone you don't know to hold you?" Qi Yuran suddenly asked.
He was originally leaning lazily on the sofa, but now he sat up with a gloomy look on his face.
"Don't touch him, sis."
He was in a low mood and spoke in an inexplicably aggressive manner.
"Who knew it wasn't clean?"
Shen Zhiyi was startled by the seriousness and stubbornness in his eyes.
He withdrew his hand as if possessed by a ghost.
"What do you mean?" The male model was a little angry. He looked over at Shen Zhiyi and questioned Qi Yuran with narrowed eyes.
Qi Yuran curled the corners of his lips in a mocking manner.
"It's nothing."
"I'm praising your excellent professional skills. Can't you hear it?"
He tilted his head, and under the ambiguous light of the flickering earrings, he looked a bit defiant and cold.
His eyes seemed to be frozen.
Male models are even more popular.
But because Shen Zhiyi was beside him, he could only maintain a good image and endure it silently.
"Qi Yuran, why are you being so sarcastic?" Qi Jinjiu frowned. "If you don't want to play games, go find your teammates."
She turned to Chen Zhiyi and said considerately, "Yibao, ignore him."
"Do you still want to do the mission?"
"If you don't want to do it, you can drink. I'll drink it for you."
"Why not?" Qi Yuran asked again, "Isn't this fun?"
"Sister is not a child, she doesn't need you to drink for her."
He looked at Qi Jinjiu.
"Or do you think she can't afford to lose?"
"Qi Yuran, what the hell do you want to do?" Qi Jinjiu almost exploded, "You can't do the mission, but you also have something to say if you don't do the mission."
"You have no respect for your elders! You little brat, you dare to teach your sister a lesson? Are you getting too arrogant?"
"I think you're just asking for trouble!"
Qi Yuran ignored her.
He then reached out, pulled Shen Zhiyi over, and pressed her on his leg.
Shen Zhiyi was startled.
When I came to my senses, I had already fallen between his legs.
He held my wrist.
His other hand was also lightly holding the side of her waist.
"Isn't it just eye contact?"
He looked at her steadily and said in a low voice, "Thirty seconds, just look at me, sister."
"No need to look for anyone else."
Shen Zhiyi blushed.
He twisted his body somewhat uncomfortably.
"But……"
"It's nothing." Qi Yuran lifted up her clothes and took her hand to press it on his abdominal muscles.
"I have abdominal muscles, sister touched mine."
"Mine has never been touched by anyone, so you can rest assured, sister."
His eyes were lazy.
It seems to be something said casually.
Something that happens casually.
But the roots of the ears hidden in the hair quietly turned red in the corner where no one could see.
Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
The touch under my hands is really too good.
She was a little reluctant to take her hand back.
She took a deep breath and advised herself in her heart.
He is Ajiu's younger brother.
Judging from his serious expression now, he probably just wanted to help himself complete the task, or he simply disliked the male model and didn't want Ajiu to mess with his friends anymore.
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