After pretending to be licking dogs,the boss can suddenly read mind

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Chapter 102

Qi Weiran was silent for a moment: "Is this why you dressed up as a woman?"

Because male perverts can easily be beaten to death?

Feng Yisheng nodded heavily: "Everything is for research."

Research: Legs are unlucky things.

Yi Qingju couldn't stand it anymore and didn't want to drink the remaining black tea.

Qi Weiran took the cup naturally and drank the last sip.

Naturally, Yi Qingju didn't even notice anything was wrong.

Feng Yisheng felt extremely sour when he saw this: "Ms. Xiao Yi, it's time for you to drink Chinese medicine."

She flew over with a knife in the eye.

[I really want to ride you all over the neighborhood, little Teddy]

"Can I eat it later? For example, at one o'clock in the morning, to catch the disease off guard."

Feng Yisheng smiled evilly: "Why don't you change the medicine to Candy, are you trying to hide your illness?"

Qi Weiran sat there leisurely, and answered without raising his head: "You might as well not eat it, it's an empty city plan."

Yi Qingju: "..."

[The two of you returned the favor. Got it, right? 】

In the end, Ms. Xiao Yi neither caught the enemy off guard nor concealed the truth, let alone an empty city strategy. She still drank the bowl of medicine honestly.

Dinner was cooked by Feng Yisheng.

[It’s hard to imagine that the little Teddy who looks very unreliable can actually do this skill]

Qi Weiran: At least he knows the difference between sugar and salt.

Glancing at Qi Weiran who had his eyes lowered and not knowing what he was thinking, Yi Qingju leaned her elbows on the dining table and tilted her head to ask him.

"Sir, are you unhappy today?"

[Although it looks no different from before, it seems that Lao Qi has been in a daze a lot today.]

Qi Weiran glanced at her: "I'm not unhappy."

"It's just that We're going to do something big tonight."

The lights in the restaurant were warm and yellow, and there were golden candlesticks on the table as decorations. They reflected the tiny light, and Qi Weiran's amber eyes blended into it, giving her a kind of Affectionate illusion.

Or maybe, that's not an illusion.

[That is wishful thinking] Qi Weiran:? What wishful thinking?

"That matter will definitely have a good result."

Yi Qingju said sincerely.

[You are His Majesty the God of Wealth. No good thing will come to you.] The

corners of his lips, which are always pursed, raised a slight arc, and his already thick-colored eyes were slightly curved, and the scenery outside him instantly dimmed. Eclipsed.

Except for the black card he handed over.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Yi Qingju's eyes moved away from his overly handsome face without any nostalgia, staring at the black card that was pushed over on the table.