What she was thinking in her head was not Yu Wen Haoyu's gentle smile, not his handsome words and deeds, but Yu Wen Haoyu's indifferent pair when she struggled to ask her for help that night, when she was struggling to ask for help from the bad guy.
Every time I think of my eyes and cold words, my whole body feels like I have fallen into an ice cellar, so cold.
Why treat her like this? She just likes him, it's that simple. Are you just bored with him? So I don't take her seriously at all, let alone take it to my heart.
Last time Luo Ling was poisoned, she took care of her so carefully, but in return, Yuwen Haoyu scolded her. What was she trying to do? Even her love rival could do this, and she still wanted to
What can I do to make Yuwen Haoyu's gaze turn to her?
Qing'er held the kettle in her hand tightly, and the warm touch immediately spread from her palm. She suddenly lowered her head and stared at the kettle in her hand. This was for Luo Ling to drink, so...
A terrible thought suddenly formed in her mind, and even she herself was shocked by that thought. There was a sharp voice in her head, constantly clamoring.
Let Luo Ling die, let Luo Ling die, as long as she dies, perhaps Yuwen Haoyu's eyes will turn to you, and his feelings for Luo Ling will also turn to you...
Qing'er stood there, holding the kettle with her hand trembling slightly, and her face was pale.
"Qing'er!"
A malicious roar suddenly pulled her thoughts back. She was thinking about something bad, and was immediately startled. When she stared at her eyes and looked at her viciously, it was indeed the gangster Zhang Shaoliang.
"What are you doing! I want to scare me to death in broad daylight!" Qing'er glared at him angrily. For some reason, she was so angry that she saw Zhang Shaoliang.
"Hehe, I'm scared, I said, are you going to do something wrong? How can you be scared in broad daylight, uh, a kettle? Who are you going to deliver water to? The man you love?
Or the woman of the man you love?"
"Zhang Shaoliang!"
Qing'er wanted to throw the kettle on his face. After shouting at him hatefully, she turned around and walked away with the kettle. Who would have thought that Zhang Shaoliang also followed him, muttering as he walked: "It's true, you
The boss who said that "Drunk Spring Breeze" is too tricky. I spent so much silver to buy the front row position. It sounds like a blue piano. Haha! He made a fake one and put it on the screen.
Later, don't think that we can't see Ru Lan and don't know who it is inside. What kind of musician is? When he plays the first tone, I heard it. It's not Ru Lan's sound at all, so I followed him at that time.
I'm anxious..."
Upon hearing this, Qing'er twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, looked at him speechlessly and said, "So, the listener who made trouble in the 'Drunk Spring Breeze' the day before yesterday, is it you?"
"Yes! Who else can I have? I want to pretend to be Rulan in my family, they are still far from it. What kind of musician can't escape my Dharma ears!"
Zhang Shaoliang hummed, as if he had exposed the fake Ru Lan on the spot, which was a very commendable feat and should be admired by thousands of people.
"When will Rulan become your family?" Qing'er curled her lips and teased: "By the way, your family has been burned out. Even if Rulan is willing to go with you, where do you take her to live?