Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

Chapter 82:

Qin quietly curled his lips, thinking in his heart, I'm playing much better.

The clock poured a glass of honey water over, "Warm honey water."

Zhong Qing brought the water to Zhan Qing, Zhan Qing took it, put it on the coffee table, and didn't drink it.

Zhong Qing glanced at the water on the table, "Does it have a headache? How about you lie down and I will rub it for you!"

"No, Uncle Tong has prepared a guest room. Go and rest. Don't follow them!"

Zhan Qing spoke directly.

Zhong Qing smiled and said, "I'm not sleepy, it's rare to get together!"

Zhan Qing did not speak any more, but yelled at Qin quietly again, "Qin quietly, come here."

Qin Qi was about to draw a card when he heard Zhan Qing's voice and ran over in a hurry.

Zhan Qing gave Qin Qi a look, let her sit on the sofa, and she immediately sat down.

Why are you so obedient, because I want to play mahjong as soon as possible.

As soon as Qin Quiet sat down, Zhan Qing lay on her lap.

Zhan Qing's movements were too fast. When Qin Quiet felt the weight on his legs,

Zhan Qing already pointed to his temple and said, "Knead!"

Zhong Qing, who was standing by the side, curled his fingers a few times before letting go.

Qin Qin didn't have any ink marks, and his little white hand was directly on Zhan Qing's forehead, squeezing it indiscriminately.

"Use a little harder, why are you tired from playing?" Zhan Qing's low voice was impatient.

"Hi..." Who knows that as soon as Zhan Qing finished speaking, Qin Qi squeezed hard.

"Is it heavier again? I'll be lighter..." Qin Qi smiled triumphantly at the corner of his mouth.

Qin quietly squeezed it quickly, and wanted to play quickly.

"What's the hurry?" Zhan Qing still wondered why Qin Qui was so anxious.

However, he still asked deliberately.

Qin quietly pinched it out of order, but it was extraordinarily comfortable, and his hands were still useful.

"Uncles are waiting for me..." Qin quietly said with a smile.

Zhan Qing squinted, almost comfortable, "Okay!"

As soon as he finished talking here, Qin quietly stopped over there and got up to run, but Zhan Qing grabbed his hat.

Zhan Qing pulled Qin Qui's hat and pulled him to the poker table.

Zhan Qing directly sat in Qin Qui's position, "rubbing my shoulders."

Qin quietly watched her seat being taken by Zhan Qing, furious, she hadn't played enough yet.

Didn’t you just say let her play...

"If you want to play, just press!" Zhan Qing's lips twitched, revealing a faint arc of evil.

Qin Qin's cheeks were bulging, but he still pressed Zhan Qing's shoulders reluctantly.

"Boss, I lost miserably..." Qiao lost the most fiercely, and when he saw the change engine come up, he immediately became energetic.

Take advantage of the boss is not fully awake, win and beat him.

"Bear!" Zhan Qing threw out a card with a smile.

"If this kid doesn't win back today, he will probably be depressed to death." Fang Jin threw the cigarette to Zhan Qing and said with a smile.

Lucheng looked at Qin Qiao's bulging appearance and couldn't move his eyes.

Zhan Qing squinted, looked at Lucheng through the smoke, and pursed his lips.

The crusted position on the lips still hurts...

The bite is so cruel.

The first one Zhan Qing came up, he gave Qiao Meng a big cannon, and the happy Qiao Meng was about to jump up.

"Qin quiet, give money!" Zhan Qing whispered to Qin quietly, putting the cigarette **** out in the ashtray.

"What?" Qin Qui, who was just sulking, did not hear what Zhan Qing said.

"I said give money." Zhan Qing repeated again.

"This is... I won it?" Qin Qui stopped. Why did she use the money she won for the whole night to use it for Uncle Jiu.