1780: This little brat, this bastard.

This little brat, this bastard.

"Ah Luo, stop right there!" Seeing the boy's back, Qing 'er was even more certain that it was him. If it was not him, why would he stand up and run?0

However, when the young man heard her voice, he walked even faster. He looked in the direction of the bar's entrance. He was tall and had long legs, so he disappeared in a few seconds.

Qing 'er was so angry that she almost vomited blood. However, she still did not give up and desperately squeezed toward the door. The dazzling lights in the bar and the loud music that rang in her ears again made her temples throb, and her heart beat wildly. It was as if all her blood had rushed to that place, and she could not help but tremble because of the heat.

At this moment, she had to admit that the kid had succeeded. No matter what his purpose was, she couldn't tolerate this inexplicable situation anymore. She had to find him today and ask him for an explanation!

With this anger, she finally managed to squeeze through the crowd. Someone tried to stop her and strike up a conversation with her, but she pushed them away fiercely. However, when she finally rushed out of the door, there was no one left.

The cold night wind blew away the heat on her face, but it could not blow away her anger. Qing 'er bit her lips tightly and felt her eyes burning. It was so hot that she even wanted to cry.

This is really ...

This brat, this bastard!

The next second, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Sister Qing 'er, you're here." The young man's indifferent voice rang out. In the night, his face was blurred, and even his voice had a bit of unspeakable exhaustion.

Qing 'er closed her eyes. The next second, she suddenly strode in front of him and lifted his collar."You little brat! You actually dare to avoid me!"

Ah Luo was taller than her, so even if she did this, it didn't seem intimidating at all, because she still had to look up at him, and he naturally had to lower his eyes slightly to look at her.

Qing 'er could see the indifference in his eyes. The scattered lights in the night fell into his eyes, but they did not illuminate them at all. However, he looked so damn sexy when he was about to die!

She couldn't believe that such a thought would appear in her mind at this moment. She became more and more angry and said fiercely, " "Stinky brat, say something!"

His thin lips moved and he suddenly grabbed her hands.

Qing 'er trembled slightly, and most of the aura that she had accumulated for a long time inexplicably dissipated.

"Sister Qing 'er, I'm not avoiding you on purpose." He said indifferently, " I just think that this is for the best.

"Bastard! Since that's the case, why do you have to run over every day to make dinner for me?" Qing 'er gritted her teeth. you little brat, what do you want? "

"Sister Qing 'er, you don't like it?" He laughed at himself. you can enjoy my care and you don't have to deal with my demands. Isn't that what you want? Or do you think that this is not enough? I must appear in front of you as a good brother, even if I don't want to at all?"

Qing 'er was speechless. She subconsciously defended herself, " "If I'm not Yingluo, who's under your care? Don't be so full of yourself!"

As she said this, she pushed him hard to cover up and pulled her hand back.

However, the warmth of the young man's palm still lingered on her fingertips, making her panic.

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