The bride-to-be, Qin Qingdi, blinked in confusion, her whole being feeling like a dream.,“Little girl, you, you…” Qin Qingdi’s father, considering that Ruan Qi was the savior of his daughter, deliberately slowed his tone, “Little girl, this is not a place for you to play around.”,Ruan Qi wasn't flustered, she held the silver needle in her hand and said something that made Lu Xing spray.。