"It's not too late to find out now, and I like to be a slave!"

Blue Snow: “...

“The bitch...”

The end of the subverb has not yet been able to finish, Blue Snow has actually regretted that she said so, "Okay, don't pick, I don't want to eat fish!" 」

A big man picks a fish thorn for a woman, how do you feel humble?

That feeling, as if the fish thorn he had picked out was stuck in her heart, the delicate and dense pain, even with a much worse appetite, followed by a somewhat uncomfortable sentence, "I have not seen you so active to those girls pick fish thorns?" 」

All the girlfriends of Qiao Yifeng, she almost met, all the well-behaved, sitting quietly when eating, eating their own, not coveted, even if she Tucao Joe Yifeng in her face, women are also a person who is not the same, no reaction, she thought he was the big man is very weak, so she often said a word is that he would be like him sooner or later.

I can’t believe he is now...

“Do you think all women are treated like this?”He was not doing charity, Qiao Yifeng thought coldly, but things have arrived here, Qiao Yifeng felt that some words have reached the stage that had to be said, otherwise she will fly back tomorrow, the royal family that place, if she does not see him, he really wants to borrow troops from Shi Yujing to see her, he does not want to meet with his own women and children to meet with soldiers, "These things, I only do to the woman I like..."

“Bang!”

Before Jo Yifeng's words were finished, he was interrupted by the sound of a slamping chopsticks falling to the ground, and the man's words had disappeared from his throat since he disappeared from his throat...

“What happened?”

Joe Yifeng did not continue to say more, just bowed his head and grabbed the chopsticks on the ground in front of her to pick up and handed them to the waiter who smelled, and nodded to him very politely, and randomly ordered, "Bring the new tableware here!"

“Yes!”

“Snow, what are you doing?”

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a strange state, all the eyes on the table were brushed on Qiao Yifeng and blue snow, and Huo Xiaoxuan's excited voice blurted out first, "Mr. Joe is confessing to you?"

“Where there is!”

Whether it is or not, when people are extremely nervous, the first reaction is to refute, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"She's not nonsense, Cher, I'm confessing to you!"

Lan Xue denied the words have not been finished, was interrupted by the person opposite, the next moment, was very decisively interrupted by Joe Yifeng, and then turned around naturally to help her take over the new tableware sent by the waiter, gently rested in front of her, looked up at her eyes, word by word, "I love you, from the beginning of being a girlfriend with you, I know, you have a favorite person at that time..."

Speaking of this, Joe Yi Feng specially paused, but did not look at the royal scene, very half-sounding, it was like a big decision, reached out to seize the hands of Blue Snow on the table, blue snow subconsciously struggled to get out of his palm, obviously, the struggle is not effective, can only let him so tightly grasp, and then listen to the low voice from the ear...