Qi Huan doesn't think so. In his opinion, Qi Siyu took this matter first. If there is any mistake, Qi Siyu should be wrong first. If his mother is fair and just, she should criticize Qi Siyu first instead of herself. Besides, she is just a passive response. Why should she apologize with Qi Siyu? If this example is opened, Qi Siyu still doesn't know how to cure herself in the future.
But no matter how much I think about it, Qi Huan is a filial son, and she dare not embarrass her mother on this occasion, so she had to stare at Qi Siyu fiercely. After seeing this, Qi Huan found that Qi Siyu was also angry, her pretty face that could be broken by her fingers was full of anger, and her breathing became rapid.
Qi Siyu's pair of plump and elastic plumpness also rose and fell rapidly with her breathing, making the clothes that were already tightly tied to her chest stretched high, as if as long as Qi Siyu took another deep breath, the pair of plumpness would crack out.
Damn, she is talking about her big breasts and brainlessness. She dares to ask me for trouble at any time. You can wait. When one day, I will beat you, Xiaomi, well. I see if you are in the mood to look like this in front of me.
Imagine that my hands were slapping Qi Siyu's strong and elastic plumpness. Her delicate skin turned red because of her own slap. Qi Siyu's pretty face showed a fear and pain expression, and Qi Huan's face couldn't help but show a slight undetectable evil smile.
After seeing that she was talking, Qi Huan not only did not apologize to Qi Siyu, but also stared at Qi Siyu fiercely. Lin Yulan's face was a little uneasy. She opened her mouth and wanted to scold Qi Huan, but she felt that the corner of her clothes moved. Qi Zhenming saw that Lin Yulan wanted to scold Qi Huan again, so he quietly pulled Lin Yulan's clothes and signaled her to endure it.
Lin Yulan was slightly stunned, but immediately understood Qi Zhenming's intention. Now the family is eating. If she is too biased towards Qi Siyu, Qi Huan will feel even more uncomfortable. Qi Huan originally had some opinions about the Qi family. If she did this again, it would not only not be able to resolve the conflict, but it would intensify the conflict. Therefore, Lin Yulan just sighed and swallowed the words she wanted to say.
When Qi Siyu saw that Qi Huan didn't even listen to her mother's words, she stared at her, and naturally became even more dissatisfied. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time Qi Zhenming coughed lightly: Siyu, I thought about it, your class must be regular, otherwise, people would say that I was not disciplined strictly. From tomorrow, you should go to work well. If you don't want to do this, then I have to tell your mother.
Qi Siyu was obviously very afraid of her mother. When she heard Qi Zhenming say this, and saw Qi Zhenming's serious look, she knew that Qi Zhenming was not joking with her, so she could only nod her head in grievance. However, before burying her head in the meal, Qi Siyu also glared at Qi Huan fiercely. At this moment, Qi Huan also stared at Qi Siyu. The two of them collided and shining sparks in the air.
Because of his mother's preference, Qi Huan was not happy with this meal. If it weren't for Qi Youyu and Qi Xinyu, both of whom were joking with him and trying to ease the atmosphere, Qi Huan would have wanted to leave the door. After finally having a meal, Qi Huan said lightly that he wanted to go out for a walk, ignoring Qi Siyu and Qi Youyu who were still sitting there chatting, and walked out of the living room.
Qi Huan naturally had his place to go. The day after he arrived at Qi's family, Qi Huan discovered a good place. There was a library in Qi's family, which contained more than 5,000 books, and some of the pages had turned yellow. It can be seen that these books were books handed down from the Qi family from generation to generation.
He gently pushed open the door and walked in. Qi Huan browsed in front of rows of bookshelf. Qi Huan was just a third-rate university and was not interested in studying. Naturally, he would not think about studying in the library. That day, Qi Huan accidentally came to this library and found monk Lancao, Jin Pingmei and other late-qing vernacular novels.
This made Qi Huan feel like he was a treasure. When he was online, Qi Huan always wanted to read these books, but the Internet was so harsh. Whenever he saw the key, he either entered the V or asked to recharge members to read them. Qi Huan had no economic foundation at that time, so he naturally didn't want to spend money to read those books. Now that he found these books in the library, how could Qi Huan not read them very much?
With a familiarity, Qi Huan came to the bookshelf where Jin Pingmei was placed. As soon as he reached out, he took the novel that had brought too many surprises to him. After thinking about it, Qi Huan smiled slightly, knowing that he had something to do tonight. When he was about to walk out, he heard a snap and a book fell from the bookshelf to the ground.
Qi Huan couldn't help but wonder. The book was several books separated from Jin Pingmei, and he didn't touch it. Why did it fall? Qi Huan, who was curious, walked over and picked it up. When he saw the words written on the book, his heart couldn't help but jump.
It was a yellowed book, and the corners of the book were a little moldy, but the few words on the book aroused Qi Huan's deep interest. Looking at this book called Yin and Yang Magical Art, Qi Huan's heart inexplicably felt a little intimate.
It was still early to see that if I had taken Jin Pingmei back at this time, I would have caught Qi Siyu and didn't know what happened again. After thinking about it, Qi Huan pulled a chair and originally wanted to have Jin Pingmei's addiction first, but when I thought about the exciting plot, it would be more satisfying to watch it in bed and it was easier to get into the state. Qi Huan put away Jin Pingmei and picked up the Yin-Yang Magic Art.
As the first page opened, Qi Huan couldn't help but show a happier look on his face. The first page of this book was actually a picture of the erotic palace. On the picture, men and women were together in various positions. The people who painted this book had good painting skills. They drew the characters vividly and lively, and looked the same as the real one. Qi Huan was naturally interested in the picture of the erotic palace, and Qi Huan began to appreciate the content inside.
But no matter how much I think about it, Qi Huan is a filial son, and she dare not embarrass her mother on this occasion, so she had to stare at Qi Siyu fiercely. After seeing this, Qi Huan found that Qi Siyu was also angry, her pretty face that could be broken by her fingers was full of anger, and her breathing became rapid.
Qi Siyu's pair of plump and elastic plumpness also rose and fell rapidly with her breathing, making the clothes that were already tightly tied to her chest stretched high, as if as long as Qi Siyu took another deep breath, the pair of plumpness would crack out.
Damn, she is talking about her big breasts and brainlessness. She dares to ask me for trouble at any time. You can wait. When one day, I will beat you, Xiaomi, well. I see if you are in the mood to look like this in front of me.
Imagine that my hands were slapping Qi Siyu's strong and elastic plumpness. Her delicate skin turned red because of her own slap. Qi Siyu's pretty face showed a fear and pain expression, and Qi Huan's face couldn't help but show a slight undetectable evil smile.
After seeing that she was talking, Qi Huan not only did not apologize to Qi Siyu, but also stared at Qi Siyu fiercely. Lin Yulan's face was a little uneasy. She opened her mouth and wanted to scold Qi Huan, but she felt that the corner of her clothes moved. Qi Zhenming saw that Lin Yulan wanted to scold Qi Huan again, so he quietly pulled Lin Yulan's clothes and signaled her to endure it.
Lin Yulan was slightly stunned, but immediately understood Qi Zhenming's intention. Now the family is eating. If she is too biased towards Qi Siyu, Qi Huan will feel even more uncomfortable. Qi Huan originally had some opinions about the Qi family. If she did this again, it would not only not be able to resolve the conflict, but it would intensify the conflict. Therefore, Lin Yulan just sighed and swallowed the words she wanted to say.
When Qi Siyu saw that Qi Huan didn't even listen to her mother's words, she stared at her, and naturally became even more dissatisfied. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but at this time Qi Zhenming coughed lightly: Siyu, I thought about it, your class must be regular, otherwise, people would say that I was not disciplined strictly. From tomorrow, you should go to work well. If you don't want to do this, then I have to tell your mother.
Qi Siyu was obviously very afraid of her mother. When she heard Qi Zhenming say this, and saw Qi Zhenming's serious look, she knew that Qi Zhenming was not joking with her, so she could only nod her head in grievance. However, before burying her head in the meal, Qi Siyu also glared at Qi Huan fiercely. At this moment, Qi Huan also stared at Qi Siyu. The two of them collided and shining sparks in the air.
Because of his mother's preference, Qi Huan was not happy with this meal. If it weren't for Qi Youyu and Qi Xinyu, both of whom were joking with him and trying to ease the atmosphere, Qi Huan would have wanted to leave the door. After finally having a meal, Qi Huan said lightly that he wanted to go out for a walk, ignoring Qi Siyu and Qi Youyu who were still sitting there chatting, and walked out of the living room.
Qi Huan naturally had his place to go. The day after he arrived at Qi's family, Qi Huan discovered a good place. There was a library in Qi's family, which contained more than 5,000 books, and some of the pages had turned yellow. It can be seen that these books were books handed down from the Qi family from generation to generation.
He gently pushed open the door and walked in. Qi Huan browsed in front of rows of bookshelf. Qi Huan was just a third-rate university and was not interested in studying. Naturally, he would not think about studying in the library. That day, Qi Huan accidentally came to this library and found monk Lancao, Jin Pingmei and other late-qing vernacular novels.
This made Qi Huan feel like he was a treasure. When he was online, Qi Huan always wanted to read these books, but the Internet was so harsh. Whenever he saw the key, he either entered the V or asked to recharge members to read them. Qi Huan had no economic foundation at that time, so he naturally didn't want to spend money to read those books. Now that he found these books in the library, how could Qi Huan not read them very much?
With a familiarity, Qi Huan came to the bookshelf where Jin Pingmei was placed. As soon as he reached out, he took the novel that had brought too many surprises to him. After thinking about it, Qi Huan smiled slightly, knowing that he had something to do tonight. When he was about to walk out, he heard a snap and a book fell from the bookshelf to the ground.
Qi Huan couldn't help but wonder. The book was several books separated from Jin Pingmei, and he didn't touch it. Why did it fall? Qi Huan, who was curious, walked over and picked it up. When he saw the words written on the book, his heart couldn't help but jump.
It was a yellowed book, and the corners of the book were a little moldy, but the few words on the book aroused Qi Huan's deep interest. Looking at this book called Yin and Yang Magical Art, Qi Huan's heart inexplicably felt a little intimate.
It was still early to see that if I had taken Jin Pingmei back at this time, I would have caught Qi Siyu and didn't know what happened again. After thinking about it, Qi Huan pulled a chair and originally wanted to have Jin Pingmei's addiction first, but when I thought about the exciting plot, it would be more satisfying to watch it in bed and it was easier to get into the state. Qi Huan put away Jin Pingmei and picked up the Yin-Yang Magic Art.
As the first page opened, Qi Huan couldn't help but show a happier look on his face. The first page of this book was actually a picture of the erotic palace. On the picture, men and women were together in various positions. The people who painted this book had good painting skills. They drew the characters vividly and lively, and looked the same as the real one. Qi Huan was naturally interested in the picture of the erotic palace, and Qi Huan began to appreciate the content inside.
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