Chapter 3: Cute Baby From Heaven (2)

"Get up, the early bird gets the worm, get up, the early bird gets the worm..."

The alarm clock on the phone rang on time.

An Ziqi habitually raised her hand and touched the head of the bed.

The whole body seemed to be firmly imprisoned by something, and he couldn't move no matter what.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and a delicate and sexy face appeared in front of him.

The fair and delicate skin, even with tiny pores, is like a most perfect work of art.

Is she in a dream?

It's nice to dream of such eye-catching benefits.

An Ziqi smirked, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the handsome man's face twice.

Well, it feels really good.

It was comfortable to touch, when someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, the handsome man slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" the beautiful man asked coldly with narrowed eyes.

"Hehe, quite arrogant."

An Ziqi pulled his hand away, and squeezed his face again.

"Little boy, in my aunt's dream, can I still be bullied by you?"

She pulled the handsome man's cheek back and forth, tearing the flesh on his face into a cake, and then let go of her hand and it bounced back to its original shape.

"The flexibility is pretty good. I'll give you ninety-nine points, and I have one point left, for fear that you will be proud."

An Ziqi said proudly.

The handsome man's face darkened completely, and he kicked An Ziqi off the bed.

"Um, why does it hurt so much, An Ziqi, you are too useless, you can be bullied even in your dreams."

An Ziqi muttered, finally feeling something was wrong.

in a dream? How can it hurt so much? Also, how could the dream be so real?

There were bruises all over his body.

All of this was clearly told to her that last night they—

"Ah, rogue, go to hell."

An Ziqi pulled the quilt to cover herself in embarrassment, screamed and kicked the handsome man fiercely.

Xiao Moli raised her hand and quickly grabbed the ankle that she kicked over.

Using both hands at the same time, he ruthlessly threw her aside.

Getting up from the bed, he quickly pulled the sheet around his waist.

"Who ordered you to plot against me?"

His tone was cold and his face was gloomy and cold.

The whole person exudes a powerful and dangerous aura.

An Ziqi's frightened body involuntarily shrank back.

Bite the scalp and open your mouth.

"I...I plot against you? I still want to know, why did you show up on my bed?"

In the end, he became a little more confident again.

Damn, your face is gloomy, your sister.

Obviously she was the one who suffered, so why did he put on a three~zhen~jiu~lie look, she should be the one with the ugliest face.

"You ~ bed ~? Open your eyes and see clearly, this is my home and my bed."

Xiao Moli's already ugly face was so cold that it almost froze.

With that murderous look in his eyes, he wished he could cut her into pieces.

An Ziqi took a closer look, okay, this is indeed not her bed.

Huh? Wait, what the hell is going on here?

How did she appear here?

"Stupid woman, don't think I'll marry you if you climb into my ~ bed. This kind of inferior method doesn't even use those third-rate starlets who can only act in gory romance dramas. Tell me, how much do you want?" Xiao Moli said coldly.

Smelly hooligan, his mouth is really vicious.

An Ziqi had never been a master who would suffer losses, so she blurted out the sarcastic words.

"Sir, you are not a human~min~bi, don't think you are so cute."