Almighty Daughter Became The Group’s Favorite Little Pet

  Chapter 83 The flower picking thief is here to pick flowers, girl, are you afraid?

  It took Qin Sheng a whole day to nurture Tianzhuzi to rescue the dying herbal medicine, and Qin Sheng also fell asleep directly after consuming too much spiritual energy.

  She was awakened by a small "click" sound.

  Opening his eyes, I saw a piece of pink gauze slightly raised under the blowing of the evening breeze, reflecting the full moonlight outside the window, swaying in a gentle arc.

   is an extremely beautiful night.

   but still can't raise the pupil that suddenly hits.

   is a pair of black and bright eyes like black jade, with a shallow golden halo on the edges, under the moonlight, it is clear, deep, and mysterious.

   But there is a gentleness that can't be concealed.

  Fu Jingheng didn’t expect that she would look over at this moment. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly: “I’m awake.”

  Quite calm and natural tone, without the embarrassment of being caught, Qin Sheng couldn't help blinking, until she noticed the quilt on her body when she didn't know when, she faintly said, "I came here long ago?"

  Fu Jingheng nodded: "It's been a while."

  Qin Sheng pressed his lips and pressed his eyebrows without holding back.

  Her vigilance is too low now.

  Fu Jingheng is also here. If it’s another person...

  As soon as the thought in his mind turned, Qin Sheng was stunned.

  Because she suddenly discovered that if she were to change someone, she would definitely not let the other person enter her room so ignorantly, and then leave quietly after covering her with a quilt.

  So, since when did Fu Jingheng become her special case?

  Before he came up with a reason, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the man reappeared in front of him.

  Fu Jingheng was originally going to leave, but now everyone was awake, so he came back altogether. Seeing that she had been dull and silent, he approached for a few minutes, lowered his voice and asked, "Are you angry?"

  Qin Sheng: "Huh?"

  Fu Jingheng was also stunned, annoyed and funny: "I, an adult man, in the middle of the night...you have no idea when you enter your boudoir late at night?"

  Oh, this one.

  Qin Sheng glanced at him, and suddenly clasped his hand with one hand, twisted and pushed him back against the bed with his knees, and said calmly: "It's okay, you can't beat me."

  Fu Jingheng: "……"

  So, is this the point?

  The dark eyes flashed by a different color, Fu Jingheng used his waist, and as soon as he turned, he broke free of her control and turned to leaning up.

Qin Sheng reacted as early as when he started to move. He immediately bent his knees and backed away, but forgot that it was in the room, and immediately knocked down a pink doll, and was finally chased by the pink doll. Fu Jingheng was trapped on the back of the bed.

  The man put his hands around her imaginarily, and the black eyes close at hand smiled.

  He raised his hand and swept his fingertips across the girl’s white face, his voice was a little ambiguous, and he said, "The flower picker is here to pick flowers, girl, are you afraid?"

  Qin Sheng raised his eyes to look at him: "Are you afraid?"

  Fu Jingheng was stunned. The next moment he felt a tingling sensation from his waist and eyes, but it swept all over his body in a moment.

  He paused with his fingertips, and his expression became weird bit by bit: "Such a cruel hand to my brother?"

  Qin Sheng's expression remained unchanged: "You said, the flower picker."

and.

  She raised her eyes to look at him, and said seriously: "Men don't have a good thing."

  Sweeping his gaze from the man somewhere, the girl’s delicate face is always cold and calm: “It’s safest to use it.”

  Fu Jingheng: "……"

  After a while, he returned to his senses and couldn't help grinding his molars: "Where did you learn these messy things?"

  Qin Sheng blinked, seemingly remembered, remembering.

   She lowered her body and got out of Fu Jingheng's embrace, took out a booklet from the drawer of the bedside table, turned to one of the pages, and stunned in front of Fu Jingheng: "It was said in the case summary."

Fu Jingheng took the booklet in his hand and glanced roughly, his already subtle expression was even more subtle, especially when he saw the big "One Hundred and One Cases of Girls Being Tricked in Early Love" on the cover of the booklet, his entire face was the same. stiff.

  So, he is now the scumbag who deceives the little girl's feelings?

  Fu Jingheng's face was hard to say.

  He opened his mouth and was about to defend himself with a few words, when he heard a knock on the door coming in from the door, followed by Gu Yueming with a nervous voice: "Shengsheng, are you awake?"

  Qin Sheng glanced at Fu Jingheng, squeezed his fingertips, and let out an "um".

Hearing the sound, Gu Yueming was a little relieved, and immediately said: "Your brother said that there was a thief in the house. Mom is worried. Come and see you. And you went to bed early today and didn't eat dinner. Mom asked me to prepare it. Supper, I brought it here for you."

  Qin Sheng glanced at Fu·The Thief·Jing Heng again, and said, "Wait a minute."

When he finished speaking, he took out the silver needle stuck in Fu Jingheng's waist and tapped his chin.

  Fu Jingheng knows, without struggling, he turns around and returns to the window.

   was about to jump down. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Qin Shian who was walking fast, and occasionally raised his head and glanced in the direction of Qin Sheng's room.

   is obviously worried about her, so he came to check the situation.

he:"……"

   Quickly stopped Qin Sheng’s hand that was about to open the door, pointed to the window, and lowered his voice: "Your second brother is downstairs."

  Qin Sheng: "..."

  This is really amazing...big head.

  The line of sight swept across the room, the bed, cabinet, desk were all in a glance, and there was no place to hide.

  Qin Sheng's eyebrows and heart beat.

  Gu Yueming's urging voice came through the door, and Qin Sheng turned his eyes and settled in the direction of the bed.

  Fu Jingheng saw it, a handsome face of ancient rhyme, black.

  For a while, nodded: "Okay."

  One word, with a bit of gritted teeth, turned around, but only for a moment, turned back.

  Under the girl's puzzled gaze, he held the girl's head back, lowered his head and kissed her forehead forcefully.

  Before Qin Sheng could react, he lowered himself and disappeared.

  Only a low-pitched voice came into his ears: "I can't let my brother drill the bottom of the bed."

  Since he really became the "Flower Picking Thief", he must do something to be worthy of this title.

  Qin Sheng: "..."

  She condensed her brows and opened the door blankly.

Without waiting for her to open the door wide, Gu Yueming rushed in as if flying, glanced across the room, did not see the culprit, and was slightly relieved, but still clasped Qin Sheng’s shoulder. Asked: "Shengsheng, are you okay?"

  I looked at her carefully while talking, the expression of nervousness was beyond words.

  Qin Sheng: "...It's okay."

  Gu Yueming noticed the doll scattered on the ground, and his nervous heart became even more nervous: "Did the thief slip into your room? Did he kidnap you just now to prevent you from opening the door to your mother?"

   "Shengsheng, say it boldly if you have you, don't worry, mom beat him, but your dad and brother are guarding outside!"

  Qin Sheng: "..."

  So, such a dish, why do you want to spy on her boudoir at night?

  Fu Jingheng, the stupid and disheveled thief: "..."

  He was planted in the hands of the little girl's family.

  (End of this chapter)