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Chapter 365

There is no doubt that Zhan Zhan is blessed with good skin and good looks.

For a moment, Qiao An felt a vague and crazy idea flash through the depths of his mind, but before he had time to capture it, he was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

At this time, who will it be...

Qiao An's eyes suddenly lit up. After putting down Zhan Zhan, he almost walked to the door in three steps at a time, even forgetting to put on his shoes.

When the door opened, his expression changed somewhat.

She thought it was Mo Kai who turned around and came back.

Although the visitor also made her happy, it was not the one she expected, and disappointment was inevitable.

But he immediately adjusted his mood and asked with a smile, "Where have you been recently and I can't see you anywhere?"

Standing at the door was Rice.

Friendship is the same as love. It only takes a blink of an eye to meet eyes and become close friends who talk about everything. Rice soon became close to Qiao An Lanxin.

Mo Kai and Fang Ziyu are over there in the blue sky. Tomorrow is the weekend again. For Rice, tonight is obviously a God-given girls’ night for good sisters.

So after leaving Lan Tian, ​​she went straight to Yunjin, first pressing the doorbell of Lan Xin's house, and then Qiao An's house.

Unexpectedly, Qiao An opened the door before Lan Xin.

Due to the lightning speed, those who didn't know it thought Qiao An was waiting behind the door.

"What's wrong?" Joan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Rice's stunned facial expression.

Rice held the beer in his arms, opened his mouth into a round O-shape, and did not answer. He just kept his eyes locked on Qiao An, and made a complete set of patrols on her body from top to bottom.

"Looking at Qingren City and then at Qingren Country, I finally saw it today!" Rice was stunned for a long time and then slowly opened his lips, full of surprise.

"If you say something nice, it's enough to have a little meaning. If it's too exaggerated, it will make people doubt the authenticity." Qiao An teased with a slight smile.

Rice blinked, "I'm serious!"

When this cold and stunning figure hit Rice's eyes with a sudden force, her words were stuck in her throat, and the only thing left in her mind was this poem.

Qiao An took the beer, smiled and turned sideways, "Then accept the compliment, come in, I'll call Xinxin."

Lan Xin opened the door just in time, and when she saw the two people opposite the door, her eyes instantly smiled. However, she frowned again the next second, and her eyes first fell on Rice's hand, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Then he shifted his gaze and asked Qiao An, "And you, why don't you wear any shoes? What's wrong with your ankle?"

The two people being questioned seemed to have agreed upon it. They both sighed softly and said in unison, "It's a long story."

Lan Xin frowned slightly, closed the door behind her, put on her slippers and walked towards Qiao An, "Then go into the house and talk slowly."

Inside the room, Zhan Zhan stood up straight, looking at the guests who entered the room with bright eyes.

He was well-educated and took the initiative to say hello to those who came.

Rice's eyes lit up when he saw Zhan Zhan, and his movements and tone began to be exaggerated, "Oh, my little prince."

I opened my arms and wanted to give him a hug, but who knew that the little guy turned sideways nimbly, said not to disturb the aunties' chat, and turned around to go back to the room.

His face was expressionless and cold throughout the entire process, making him look like a miniature version of the cold-faced king.

Rice looked sad for a moment and turned to ask the two people around him, "Am I so unattractive now? Why are everyone avoiding me? Even Zhan Zhan doesn't get close to me anymore!"


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