Chapter 988: My Plot Is Unreliable (8)
"I'm here to take care of some things." After a pause, she continued.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Ye Qianxing frowned.
"How can such a thing be guaranteed?"
But he couldn't say any superfluous rebukes.
"If you want to come to these places in the future, tell me, I'll come with you, it's safe."
"Hmm." Banjiu nodded casually.
Ye Qixing didn't know if she listened.
But when his reason returned, he clearly knew that if he was long-winded, he would definitely make her disgusted.
So he forced himself not to be verbose anymore.
"By the way, Miss Luo, why is your phone down?" He asked as he shifted the subject.
"The phone was running out of battery, so it was turned off." Banjiu said.
"Hmm."
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The two went out of the nightclub.
But at this moment, a girl in a white dress rushed over and stopped the two.
"Can you borrow my phone to make a call?" I want to contact my family......" The girl in the white dress looked at Ye Qixing pitifully.
Ye Qianxing, who had a good look at Banjiu, looked at her after hearing the words of the girl in the white dress.
"Find someone else." Some indifferent words.
"I, I'll just borrow a mobile phone to call, please, I didn't come home so late, the family must be worried......" The girl's face was full of pleading.
However, Ye Qixing was still unmoved.
"This whole street is full of people, do you think they're dead?"
So many people are only looking for him, so if there is no conspiracy, how is it possible?
"If you want to borrow your phone to find someone else, don't get in our way."
After Ye Qixing finished speaking, he left with a long time.
The woman in the white dress looked at their backs, biting her lower lip with some unwillingness.
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This is the first time Ye Qianxing has entered a room for half a long time, and it is also the first time he has entered a girl's room.
The air seemed to be filled with her unique fragrance.
He didn't know what to do with his nervous hands and feet.
His eyes swept over the table, and there were neat drawings on the table.
The little girl's painting style is very good, on the picture, the girl squatted in the corner of the wall and looked up at the starry sky, the gorgeous starry sky came into her eyes, she smiled very happily, but there was always a trace of loneliness.
"Sit down, I have juice, coffee, drinks, milk, tea, boiled water, what do you want to drink?"
Ye Qixing retracted his gaze and turned his head to meet her eyes.
"I, I'm free, just boil water." After he finished speaking, he rubbed his fingertips a little unconsciously.
I found a sofa and sat down, and the whole person sat in an extremely standard position.
After a long time, his gaze swept over him, and he went to pour boiled water.
"Are you nervous?" Handing him the boiled water, she asked for a long time, her voice was cold, and she seemed to just ask casually.
Ye Qixing suddenly became nervous, and almost spilled the water in the cup.
"No, no."
"Hmm." Banjiu sat on another couch.
Ye Qixing held the water cup and took small sips.
In the eyes of outsiders, the president who is resolute and resolute is now nervous and cramped and doesn't know what he can do or what to do, like a submissive little daughter-in-law.
Time passed little by little, and no matter how fast he was, the little water in the cup bottomed out.
He put the water cup on the coffee table, gently, not daring to make a sound.
Banjiu always felt that in his eyes, he was like a flood beast.
She was about to ask when she heard his cautious voice, though he tried to suppress it so much that it made him look no different than usual.
"I wonder what Miss Luo's impression of Ye is?"
After he finished asking, his body remained motionless, and no one knew how tense his body was.
"Good." Banjiu said.
Ye Qixing was a little disappointed in his heart.
Is it just two good words?
Are these two words words on the surface, or does she really think he is good.
I guess it's just a plain word.
Ye Qixing has dealt with many people.
He understands one thing deeply.
The word good doesn't necessarily mean really good.
Maybe it's just a face-to-face statement, after all, no one is stupid enough to say that you are not good, which makes me very disliked, and this kind of practice is the most stupid.
Ye Qixing's dark eyes flickered a few times.
"Then ......" As soon as the word came out, the next words were jammed.
After a few seconds of pause, he held back the following words.
"It's not early, I should go......"
After saying that, he was stunned.
Actually, what he wanted to ask was.
- I wonder what Miss Luo's mate selection criteria are?
Or......
- Does Miss Nalo have any plans to find a boyfriend?
But that sentence has already been spoken, and it is not good for him to stay any longer.
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Half a long time after Ye Qixing left, he received a call from the Luo family.
It was Luo Xunzhen's brother who called.
Luo's father and mother gave birth to a total of three, the eldest son, the second daughter and the youngest daughter.
Luo Xunzhen is the youngest daughter.
The eldest brother of the Luo family called about Grandma Luo's seventieth birthday.
Luo Xunzhen said this when she left the Luo family, and when her grandmother was seventy years old, she would definitely participate.
The eldest brother of the Luo family told her that everything was ready for the dress needed for the banquet day, and it would be delivered in about half a month, and asked Luo Xun if he was really free?
Half a long time to answer free.
After a few conversations, the phone hung up.
That's when the doorbell rang.
Through the cat's eye, she saw Mo Ying outside.
By this time it was completely dark.
Mo Ying had a little anger on his face.
After opening the door for a long time, she came in with a calm face.
The first thing he said was a little questioning.
"Seek the truth, have you offended someone? Do you know that you have been involved in An Tian! ”
In Mo Ming's heart, Lin Antian will always be her best friend.
Even though she now has a boyfriend.
Regarding Lin Antian's pursuit of Luo Xunzhen, Mo Ying was always uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was uncomfortable.
"Lin Antian was beaten?" Banjiu asked, his tone flat.
"He's still in the hospital and hasn't come out, why don't you know about this?"
Mo Ying frowned and muttered.
"It's a shame that he likes you so much, why are you so cold-blooded!"
"I know him well?" Half a long time asked rhetorically.
"And I said don't come to me if it's okay."
"What's wrong, isn't that a thing?" Mo Ying said at the moment, her voice was inexplicably a little weak.
"Is that all done?" Banjiu asked.
"I'm ......," Mo Ying racked his brains and thought for a while.
"An Tian is still lying in the hospital, he said he wants to see you, can you come with me to have a look? Just a glance......"
After saying that, she folded her hands and made a pleading gesture.
However, Banjiu was unmoved.
"It's still the same sentence, I don't want to see it if I don't know it."
The girl's eyes looked very cold, Mo Ying swallowed a mouthful of water, and prepared a lot of words in her heart, none of the words she wanted to stay here could be used.