"Sister, I'm here to play with you." The young boy knocked on her door with a free hand.

According to her usual style, Qiao Tian will never let people see her gaffe.

Perhaps she had drunk alcohol, or perhaps she was emotionally affected by trolls, so she opened the door with her messy hair and a haggard face.

The young man's naturally warm smile instantly appeared on that immature face, but in the next second, his eyes sank, and the smile was hurriedly withdrawn.

He was holding a small fish tank, and a few golden fish were jumping and swimming in the water, which was a lively picture. But there is a stark contrast with the person in front of him.

The curtains of his eyes turned red, and the straps of his pajamas didn't know when they hung on Hao's arms, and the whole person was listless, as if he had been hit hard.

The little boy's nerves were immediately flicked lightly, and he closed the door with his backhand, and straightened the naturally decorated small fish tank in front of her desk, and turned around to lead the girl to the small sofa.

"Sister, what's wrong? Whoever bullies you, we will definitely not let him go! The little boy clenched his fists, and his delicate little face showed a fierceness that did not belong to him.

Qiao Tian slightly drew the arc of the corners of his mouth, still looking like he was lost and depressed, but his expression seemed to be speechless and stopped.

She wanted to say that she wanted to share these thoughts that no one knew to others, and she wanted to share half of the pain of being hurt by others.

However, the young boy is so clean, he shouldn't tell him about things that don't belong to esports.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the little boy stretched out his hand to help her put the suspender on her shoulder, and with a gentle face, he took away her wine bottle with a tough movement.

Warm fingertips touched her cold arm, and an unknown beam of electricity made her shiver slightly.

He said, "Little sister, no matter what happens, we will be on your side." ”

"Really?" She wondered if he would be on her side.

Will he believe that his little green plum is so careful?

She didn't have faith, even though he treated her differently, but he did not guess it with the girl.

The little boy heard her question, met her blank eyes, and nodded firmly.

She seemed to be drunk, otherwise how would she have seen him? He never set foot in her room.

Qiao poured her nose, and finally revealed that grievance, no matter what others said about her, she could endure it, why did she have to be hurt by her rival?

The man still doesn't know anything?

She pounced on her delicately and weakly, and immediately felt a strange feeling, but as soon as she looked up, it was the handsome and three-dimensional face of the man, and tears welled up in an instant.

"Qing." She called him affectionately, but the little boy looked confused.

But he didn't expose her, just sat there quietly straight, being a well-behaved villain.

My sister wanted to cry, so he accompanyed.

It's just a little strange why you call him captain? Is my sister drunk??

"Do you like me at all?" She buried her head in his neck, her voice muffled, low and thin.

Such an instant blinded the little boy, what?! Sister Qiaoqiao likes captain?

He froze in place, motionless, and his expression was instantly confused.

When did this happen? Isn't Sister Qiao Qiao a couple with Brother Fang?