Once Upon A Time [XXXIII]

Zao Qing lay down on her daughter's bed, comfortably spread out in a large shape. Look at the pink ceiling and say, "Whoops. I kind of want to get married."

"With whom?" Qin Ruo asked seemingly casually.

Zao Qing said, "With the person I like." Zao Qing's words were ambiguous, don't you, Qin Ruo, want to know? Just don't tell you.

Qin Ruo said, "Whoever marries you will be in bad luck for eight lifetimes."

"Why?" There was a murderous look in Zao Qing's eyes. This made Qin Ruo's back unconsciously get goosebumps. The body trembled slightly. Because Qin Ruo remembered the past when Zao Qing threw herself like a sandbag with one hand. Qin Ruo glanced at the window unconsciously. Fortunately, the window was not opened, at least, it would not fall from the third floor.

So Qin Ruo said, "Because no one can stand your bad temper."

Zao Qing said sweetly, "Can't you bear it?"