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Chapter 67: Meeting the parents?(2/2)

Li Jia's eyes rolled: "It's really okay?"

"Of course, as long as I can do it."

"Okay, then just say a word." Li Jia stretched out her fair palm.

"You have to swear by high-fives, it seems you're going to be sure of me."

"Hmph, anyway, whoever regrets will be a puppy." Li Jia was very confident, so she didn't believe that Qin Hao could draw better than her with his eyes closed.

Li Jia used her handkerchief to cover Qin Hao's eyes. In order to avoid Qin Hao's cheating in the middle, she even sat diagonally opposite Qin Hao.

Half an hour later, Li Jia completed her sketch. Just as she was appreciating it proudly, she found out from the corner of her eyes that Qin Hao had stopped writing.

"You're finished painting now?"

"Check it out."

Li Jia walked over with skepticism, and suddenly froze: "Is this what you just drew?"

Before Li Jia could come back from the shock, she felt a strong force holding her hand. She pulled it down and sat on Qin Hao's thigh.

Li Jia was startled, her mouth opened slightly, and she was about to scream, but she was quickly blocked. A soft touch made her lose her mind in an instant.

When Li Jia reacted and pushed Qin Hao away, her face was already red.

"You are a rogue!"

Qin Hao said seriously: "You are unreasonable. I am willing to accept the loss. Would you refuse to admit your conscience?"

Li Jia nipped lightly: "You haven't even read my paintings, how can you be sure that you are better than me?"

"I still know your level very well."

Li Jia was so angry that she stomped her feet, but she had no choice but to do anything. Who told her to agree to make a bet?

I could only turn my back and ignore Qin Hao.

"Are you really angry?" Qin Hao poked Li Jia's arm with his hand and was thrown away by her.

"Or why I'll suffer a little loss. If you kiss me, it's even better."

Li Jia laughed in anger: "Then I have to thank you."

"You are welcome."

Before he finished speaking, Li Jia picked up the drawing board and tried to smash it, but Qin Hao stopped him.

"Stop, don't hide."

"It would be a fool if you don't hide. If you don't want to hide, such a big drawing board will be hung up if you don't get it right. You are going to murder your husband."

"Bah, the rogue dares to take advantage of me. Let's see how I fix you."

The little romantic between handsome men and beautiful women attracted the attention of many single dogs, and the air began to fill the sour smell of love.

The next day, Song Ying went to the farmers' market early in the morning to buy the freshest ingredients, because a very special guest was coming to her family today.

As noon approached, just as Song Ying's kitchen was fighting, Lin Dongzhe's surprise voice came from the courtyard.

"Sister Li Jia, I miss you so much."

"Lin Dongzhe, long time no see."

Lin Dongzhe's enthusiasm lasted only a few seconds. It was not that he didn't want to be enthusiastic, but that he could only suppress his inner excitement in the face of Qin Hao's warning eyes.

"Oh, this is Xiao Li, right? Real people are much more beautiful than photos. You can sit in the inner room, and there is a fan in the inner room." Song Ying immediately came out of the kitchen when she heard the movement.

Li Jia's face turned red and her voice was nervous, and she was a little nervous: "Hello Aunt Song, I am Qin Hao's classmate Li Jia."

"Oh, classmate, welcome to our house as a guest." Song Ying said this, and after Li Jia sat down, she began to ask questions.

Until a smell of scent came from the kitchen.

"Oh, my braised pork ribs."

Li Jia looked at the inspiring Song Ying and couldn't help laughing. Lin Dongzhe didn't forget to sabotage Song Ying: "Sister Li Jia, my mother is like this, just be fine if you get used to it."

"Little Devil." Li Jia naturally understood what it means to be a habit in Lin Dongzhe's words.

Qin Hao was secretly funny. Although Lin Dongzhe was not old, he could understand more about the number of Hong Kong and Taiwan movies in some aspects than Li Jia.

In the kitchen, Huang Ling also rushed over to eat melons.

"Is this the squad leader Haozi? What's his name?"

"Li Jia, how beautiful the little girl is, she has white skin."

Song Ying liked the more she looked at her. If the two of them were not in college, she would have wanted to make up the matter today.

"By the way, your Tunan will not come back at noon, right?"

"Don't worry, you won't ruin your business. I asked him to go to his classmate's house and I will not come back in the afternoon."

In order to avoid Li Jia being too embarrassed, Song Ying did not forget to ask Huang Ling to send Zhuang Tunan away.

During the meal, Song Ying kept picking up dishes for Li Jia. There were still many dishes in the bowl that had not been finished, and they had picked up a lot of them, just like the dishes in the bowl.

"Xiao Li, I heard you are still the squad leader. The little girl is amazing."

Li Jia was a little embarrassed by being praised: "Auntie is actually nothing. My class monitor is also pushing me to put it on the shelves. The classmates are not happy to be like it, so they force it to me."

"That's why you are reliable in your work, and only teachers and classmates will trust you."

"By the way, how long does Xiao Li plan to stay in Suzhou this time?"

"About a week."

"Then come to your house for dinner from now on."

"This is not trouble for auntie."

"Hi, what's the problem of adding a pair of chopsticks is decided."
Chapter completed!
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