Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Ji Hanfeng was originally annoyed, but when he heard this, he was so angry that he almost exploded.

"What am I afraid of?"

Su Qiao snorted and shook off his hand: "What do I do, can you control it?"

"I was wrong, can't I?"

Ji Hanfeng apologized and went into battle with both hands, clutching Su Qiao's shoulder tightly.

Su Qiao glanced at him bitterly: "You say that every time you make a mistake, your reputation is already zero."

It seems that the last lesson was not enough, and now, the man is still doubting her.

Did you get beaten up again?

"My aunt, I'm not... this is not..." Ji Hanfeng held back for a long time, but didn't come out.

Su Qiao crossed her arms around her chest and squinted at him: "What is it? Say it."

"me……"

Ji Hanfeng held back for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, his expression became serious:

"You...you like me...do you like my face?"

As soon as these words were said, Ji Hanfeng felt annoyed for a while.

Why is his mouth so stupid?

His original intention was to ask Su Qiao if he liked him, but the words turned into this again.

Su Qiao stared at his face that was more beautiful than Pan An, and said calmly, "I like it."

Such a beautiful face, and it still grows on her man's face, which woman would not like it?

Ji Hanfeng's heart suddenly rose with anger: "Just like my face?"

"Why are you angry again?" Su Qiao was a little confused.

Did she say something wrong again?

Good looking stuff, who doesn't like it?

His face is very pleasing to the eye, of course she likes it.

Is it wrong to tell the truth?

Ji Hanfeng pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "Then if I get disfigured one day, you won't like me anymore?"

"..." Su Qiao finally understood the crux.

Some speechlessly rolled his eyes, reached out and patted his tender white face: "As long as it's you, I like it, okay?"

"real?"

Ji Hanfeng was overjoyed, and then said again: "Then do you like me more, or do you like my face more?"

"..." Su Qiao was defeated by him.

Does this make any difference?

Is this face not his?

This man, why so many things?

I don't know if I saw Su Qiao's impatience, or if I was afraid to know the result, Ji Hanfeng gave up without waiting for Su Qiao's answer:

"Forget it, whether you like my person or my face, as long as you like it."

A dim light flashed from the bottom of his deep eyes, and he suddenly held Su Qiao's delicate and beautiful face, slowly approached, and said softly:

"However, since you like it, you must continue to like it, otherwise I will be angry."

"It's the very angry, angry kind, understand?"

If she followed another man like the previous life, he would break her legs.

Then she would never be able to run away again, never leave him behind.

Su Qiao thought that the man was going to kiss her, but her cheeks were still a little hot.

Hearing this, he immediately became angry and pulled his hand down: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After a long time, the man still didn't believe her, and still suspected that she would run away with Lu Yizhi.

Hmph, looking at the way he looked just now, I still might not want to do something to myself.

It seems to be really bad again.

Su Qiao was not polite, she grabbed his ear and started playing.

Ji Hanfeng reflexively covered his face with his arms.

This face can't be beaten.

If he can go out, he must buy a huge amount of insurance for this face.

After venting, Su Qiao finally stopped.

Ji Hanfeng Piya rubbed his head, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I said don't hit the head, don't hit the head, what if I'm really stupid?"