God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Qi Yu pulled Ningmeng to the depths of the forest. Ningmeng was dragged by him all the way, and then Qi Yu who was walking in front suddenly stopped. Ningmeng who hadn't reacted was pulled by him, and he walked for a while. Staggered, and then he reached a big tree.

The sky was completely dark, and the bright moonlight poured down from the cracks in the leaves. As soon as Ning Meng raised her head, she could roughly see the gloomy look on the handsome round porch of her host.

Ningmeng's gaze fell on Qi Yu's somewhat gloomy face, and she felt a little flustered.

Qi Yu's face was cold, he pressed Ningmeng against the tree, holding Ningmeng's wrist tightly with one hand, and pinching Ningmeng's chin with the other, forcing her to lift her face and look at himself.

Qi Yu's mood at the moment was a bit unstable, and the force he exerted was very heavy.

Ningmeng gave a painful cry, but did not receive the slightest pity from Qi Yu.

"Brother Shu Xu? Huh? When I was away, you had a good chat with him?" Qi Yu said, and the full of sourness suddenly floated in the air.

But Ningmeng didn't feel this, she only felt that Qi Yu would crush her chin.

Also, the angry host is terrible.

Ningmeng didn't speak. Qi Yu's two short words made her unable to distinguish the reason for his anger.

And Qi Yu didn't seem to want Ningmeng to answer. He pinched the thumb of Ningmeng's chin and rubbed her smooth and delicate skin.

His hands were so rough that he felt a little stabbing pain when he touched her face.

Ning Meng instinctively wants to hide behind.

But her move undoubtedly angered Qi Yu even more.

Qi Yu's body exuded obvious anger. He grabbed Ningmeng’s chin and asked: "I just left for a while, you just talked and laughed with others, and even called my brother, if I come back A little later, did you just follow him? Huh?"

"No, no." A layer of tears filled the bottom of Ningmeng's eyes.

She herself didn't know how lethal her tears were for Qi Yu.

Anyway, after Qi Yu saw the sparkle that was about to overflow from the corner of her eyes, Qi Yu frowned and said coldly, "Don't cry."

"You pinch me, it hurts." Ningmeng choked and said, looking up at him, the two eyes facing each other.

Qi Yu could clearly see the stubbornness in Ningmeng's eyes, like a newborn little beast.

When she looked at him, her eyes were so focused.

In her focused and clear gaze, Qi Yu calmed down the dull and world-worried aura on her body unknowingly.

There was a trace of compromise in his eyes, and he took his hand from her chin, "I didn't pinch you."

"Well, I know." Ningmeng sniffed, but didn't take back her tears. She continued to remind Qi Yu: "My wrist hurts too."

Qi Yu immediately released his hand holding Ning Meng's wrist.

The atmosphere between the two seemed to be dissipated by her tears in an instant.

Qi Yu also knew that it seemed impossible that he wanted to regain the dominance, so he directly said: "It's getting late, let's go out."

Ningmeng lowered her head and said nothing.

She moved her wrist, then looked up at Qi Yu and opened her hands to him: "Host, hug."

"Ning Xiaomeng, don't get into it!" Qi Yu's face was cold, and the flames on his body suddenly rose.

"You just took me this long way, my feet hurt." Ningmeng raised her head, stalking her neck and looking at him, the liquid that disappeared from the bottom of her eyes filled up again.

Her tears extinguished the flame from him.

Qi Yu confessed his fate to bend down, as if holding a child, holding her waist with one hand, dragging her **** with the other, and hugging her into his arms.

He hugged people tightly, but his face showed a disgusting look: "It's only a few steps away, how far can it be, as a system is so squeamish, and loves to eat snacks. Shen, see who else dares to want you except me."