Chapter 727 A blatant display of affection

"Xiao Qi, be careful!"

Everyone screamed, and Jian Guoqiang, who was closest to Ruan Qi, quickly reached out to help her.

But there was someone who was faster than him. He stretched out his big hand and firmly hugged the little girl's waist.

"Be careful." Xi Jiu's deep voice sounded above Ruan Qi's head.

Ruan Qi composed herself and was about to stand up when the big hand around her waist helped her up with a little force.

"Did you fall? Is your foot twisted?"

Xi Jiu looked at her with concern. If conditions didn't allow it, he would even want to squat down and lift up the little girl's skirt to give her a good inspection.

Ruan Qi's face turned red when she saw it, and she shook her head: "I tripped on my shoe, but I didn't twist my foot."

"As long as it's not twisted. Walk slower and don't fall again." Xi Jiu reluctantly let go of her waist. After some warnings, she still felt uneasy and simply suggested, "I'll take you to your seat. Which row does the "Blade" crew sit in?"

Ruan Qi didn't expect that Xi Jiu would offer to send her off in front of so many people, and was a little stunned for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xi Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the staff aside.

The staff member suddenly came to his senses and quickly replied: "The crew of "Blade" are sitting on the far right in the third row."

Xi Jiu thanked her, then bent down and held the hem of the little girl's skirt in her hands.

"Let's go, slow down."

Ruan Qi: "..."

Ruan Qi clearly felt the gazes coming from all directions.

Her little face turned red, and then she stepped forward bravely amid everyone's teasing or curious looks.

Xi Jiu held up her skirt and followed her like a knight escorting a princess.

The barrage in the live broadcast room completely exploded.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! Did the two of you hug just now? Right? ! Did Xi Jiu support Ruan Qi's waist? ! 】

[He fell directly into Master Xi’s arms! Mr. Xi put his big hands around Ruan Qi's waist! I'm gone! ! ! 】

[Holy shit, shit! What is Mr. Xi doing? What is he doing? ! He carried Ruan Qi's skirt? ! 】

[Master Xi personally escorted Ruan Qi to his seat. Was he afraid that Ruan Qi would fall again? 】

[My mom, this man is so considerate! 】

[Didn’t you say that Xi Jiu is not a womanizer? That's it? That's it? 】

[Is Ruan Qi an ordinary woman? No, that's his wife! ! ! 】

【Eating life and death! I'm going crazy! If this is not considered love! 】

【They must be real! They are not real. I stand on my head and poop! 】

[It’s really not us CP fans who want to eat it, it’s actually the real owner who stuffed candy into our mouths. Woohoo, so sweet! Hold high the banner of 1979! 】

Seventy-nine CP fans celebrate the New Year, and the screen is filled with screams like chicken blood.

Xi Jiu's attitude towards Ruan Qi was too special. Whether it was the slick look in his eyes or the way he lifted his skirt, he had ulterior motives.

Under this blatant signal, a small number of Ruan Qi's Wei fans rebelled very spinelessly, jumped straight into the pit, and started eating sugar.

On the other hand, the other majority of Wei fans held a critical attitude and looked at Xi Jiu with the same standards as a mother-in-law would test a son-in-law.

Xi Jiu sent Ruan Qi to the third row of the guest seats.

Ruan Qi sat down under the gazes from all directions. Xi Jiu bent down to help her put the skirt in place, and whispered: "I'm in the first row, call me if you need anything."

After saying that, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head as usual.

Deliberately suppressed screams suddenly sounded from around the guest seats.

Xi Jiu paused when he heard the scream, and a smile flashed in his dark eyes.

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