Chapter 695
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Little Lu Li was so shocked that she forgot to cry.
Her eyes widened. "… Mom?"
Wasn't Uncle Qu the only father in Little Sister Qianqian's room last night?
Why was there another mother in the room?
"Yes!"
Qu Qianqian's eyes were filled with tears as she pouted and whined, "Sister Li Li, let me tell you … My mom came last night and ignored me. She only knows how to kiss my dad …"
Before Qu Qianqian could finish speaking, Qu Sinian covered her mouth and took her away with a pained expression on his face.
The livestream room exploded again!
[F * ck! Kiss what? Kiss on the mouth?!]
[Ahhh, my Mo Mo is so passionate when she sees her husband! They kiss as soon as they enter the room? They're so loving!]
[Sob sob sob, and they don't even care about their daughter anymore. Lock these two up!]
[… My brain instantly came up with a hundred thousand words of erotic literature.]
[Best Actor Qu! Put away your pig hands and let go of that girl! Let her talk! Let her talk! Ahhhh! I'll listen to her talk for three days and three nights!]
Little Lu Li watched as Qu Sinian took Qu Qianqian away and then looked at the sharp table knife in Qu Sinian's hand that he hadn't put down in time.
She sniffled and looked at her father with her watery black eyes. She tilted her head and asked in a small voice, "Dad,
Is Uncle Qu taking Little Sister Qianqian to be killed? "
Lu Junhan: "…"
The staff: "…"
As it turned out, Qu Sinian only carried Qu Qianqian to another table that didn't have any cameras.
Little Lu Li heaved a sigh of relief.
She inadvertently turned her head and saw Jian Xi Yan not far away. His eyes were red as he silently buried himself in the steak in front of him.
The table knife in Jian Xi Yan's hand had unknowingly pierced the steak on his plate. It was as if he wasn't eating breakfast, but cutting the flesh of an enemy.
He looked down expressionlessly as tears rolled down his cheeks silently. He looked like a soulless puppet seeking vengeance.
Jian Yi: "…"
Little Lu Li ran over in confusion. "Brother Xi Yan, why are you crying too?"
Jian Xiyan, who was expressionlessly poking her father's meat … oh, no, the steak, turned her head. When she saw that it was her, she sniffed gently. Tears flowed down her face as she wrote a few words on the writing board with her delicate and fair face:
[My father stole my bed..]
Little Lu Li's eyes widened.
Jian Yi, who was also eating steak, couldn't stand it anymore and said coldly, "That bed wasn't for you to sleep on."
Jian Xiyan had long stopped sleeping with Jian Yi.
He had a separate room for himself.
And the bed in his room was a big bed.
Therefore, last night, when Jian Yi asked him to sleep on the small bed in the inn, he refused and said that the big bed was for him.
Then Jian Yi asked him expressionlessly, "If you sleep on the big bed, where am I going to sleep?"
Xi Yan thought for a while and gave him an answer.
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