413: C413 Do You Know What a Green Tea B Tch Means

C413 Do You Know What a Green Tea B Tch Means

Qianyu had always had this feeling.

She instinctively did not like that person and always felt that something was strange.

"How is it strange?" Qin Yuzhi looked outside while munching on the melon seeds. She seemed to be indifferent but she asked very seriously.

Because she knew that a person like Qianyu would not easily say such words.

The assassin's senses were very sensitive.

She had the same feeling in the past, so in the past, she did not really like Lil Bei.

However, as time passed, she gradually forgot about this matter.

Moreover, she had already regarded Lil Bei as her companion.

"I should have seen him before" Qianyu said lightly, "The taste is familiar."

And it was very scary.

"Can't remember? You, an elite assassin from the Nolan family, actually forgot the familiar smell?" Yuzhi chewed on a melon seed and mocked.

Qianyu was not moved in the slightest, "Ordinary taste, will not be forgotten."

Yuzhi frowned, which also meant that it was not an ordinary taste.

The other party could conceal his aura, which was why it was hard to distinguish him.

It could make a tracking expert like them unable to distinguish his aura and smell.

This meant that the other party was much stronger than them.

But...

Her gaze swept towards Lil Bei outside.

Lil Bei was not a true psychic.

Although he had always been with them, Lil Bei only knew some fist and leg martial skills. Chang'an had never heard of Lil Bei being a telekinesis user.

Furthermore, he had never seen him use it before.

Hence, Lil Bei should only be considered an ordinary person with stronger punches and kicks.

However, Qianyu would not lie and would not say anything wrong.

"There are so many people in the house. I can't let you go in as you wish. This is my house. How can I let people come in casually?" Lil Bei stood beside Xiao Chang'an. His tone and tone became a little low. He looked serious and angry.

"You... your home?" Wenhu looked at Xiao Chang'an. "Isn't this Miss Xiao's house?"

Lil Bei lowered his voice again. "You're right. This is sister's home, not my home. I shouldn't have done this."

"Sister, I'm sorry, I should have asked you about this first." Lil Bei turned around and looked at Xiao Chang'an. There was a trace of grievance in his eyes, but he only said this sentence and did not say anything else.

Yuzhi almost swallowed the melon seeds, "It started again..."

Qian Yu said, "Solving."

Yuzhi impatiently said in a cold voice, "You don't understand."

"Tell me." Qian Yu insisted.1

Yuzhi asked, "Do you know what Green Tea Bitch means?"

"I don't know."

He said, "Go and investigate it yourself."

"「 Alright. 」"

"..."

Qin Yuzhi continued to look at Lil Bei. This brat was going to pretend to be pitiful again.

Chang'an, on the other hand, was a person who was soft but not tough.

At such a young age, her thoughts were so heavy. No wonder her brain was so bright.

Yuzhi had a look of disdain.

When Wenhu heard Lil Bei's words, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with it at first, but when he heard it, he felt that it was a little strange.

However, since Lil Bei had already said so, he did not want to interrupt.

Xiao Chang'an frowned, "What are you talking about? This was originally your home."

Lil Bei looked at Wenhu with a provocative gaze.

This provocative gaze just happened to not be within Chang'an's line of sight, so she did not see it either.

Wenhu,... ""

Xiao Chang'an was too lazy to say so much, "Go back and tell Lo Yang that I have a lot of people here and can't stay with anyone. We'll talk about other things later. "

Wenhu looked at Lil Bei.

This young man called Lil Bei did not look like a good person. Furthermore, he had a special relationship with Miss Xiao. He wondered if he would be a threat to the young master.

What if Miss Xiao suddenly liked the younger ones who liked the younger ones?

After all, the Young Master was ten years older than Miss Xiao...

He suddenly became more and more worried...

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