Chapter 490: I Want You to Just Look at Me 3
Qinghui had already tied up his long black curly hair that was flying around.
The black eyes are decadent and lazy, and a little irritable.
Hearing what Asa said this, he was quite puzzled.
"Shelter from the rain, what?"
Prevent colds!
Before the light coffee could speak, he saw Qinghui stroked his cuffs.
"As long as I run fast enough, the rain won't be able to catch up with me!"
With that, Qinghui had already rushed out.
Light Coffee: ???? Wait a minute!!! Lord Qinghui!
There was the sound of crackling rain in his ears, and Qinghui couldn't hear what the shallow coffee was crying wolf for a moment.
Came directly to the place where the light coffee guided.
Qinghui walked under the tree.
Look up.
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In fact, Lu Si knew in his heart how beautiful this orphanage was described by the outside world.
But that's only scratching the surface.
There will be no shortage of other open and secret battles.
In particular, the orphanage is said to be an orphanage, and some nobles will send their children to this orphanage in order to send their children to the prayer temple.
And good-looking children who might be chosen to be in the prayer hall will suffer great malice.
Especially those children who are indeed orphans themselves.
He was one of them.
And if you want to live, it's better not to resist.
What he has behind him is an opportunity to bring this revenge back.
Like today.
said that it was hide and seek, and finally insisted that something was accidentally thrown on a tree, so he took the lead and went up to find it.
Lu Si knew in his heart that this was probably some kind of prank found by this group of people.
But in the end, he pretended to be timid and cowardly and went up the tree.
I didn't expect that such a tall tree, they said that if they removed the ladder, they would remove the ladder, but they really didn't worry about him falling down at all.
I guess the caliber has been unified, right?
Lu Si hugged the trunk of the tree and stabilized his body.
I thought to myself that I would hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, and wait a little longer until it was time for dinner, and then the teacher would take a roll call, and then he would be able to come down.
Unexpectedly, before dinner, there was a storm.
The wind and rain hit his face, the surrounding leaves whistled, and the lightning and thunder roared overhead, as if he was going to split into this tree in the next moment.
Lu Si had seen such a tree easily be struck by lightning, or fall down, or burn in a torrential rain.
Those beautiful light brown eyes were finally dyed with a little fear that matched their age.
A low whimper rang out of his throat.
Close your eyes tightly and press yourself against the trunk.
When I felt that this lightning and thunder were about to become the nightmare of my life.
There is a voice different from this tyranny, coming through the storm.
"Hey."
It was a little soft and glutinous, and it seemed that because the wind and rain were too strong, she shouted loudly and irritablely.
Lu Si slowly opened his eyes that were covered by the wind and rain, and looked down.
I saw that the heiress of the saint, who was called a little madman who did not usually eat and study with them, was drenched into a little soup chicken, standing under the tree, looking up at him.
The beautiful and holy clothes inside on weekdays were soaked by the rain, and she may have come in a hurry, and the skirt was stained with a lot of muddy water.
His shaggy black hair was drenched in rain and tied behind him with a golden-white cloth belt.
There was no emotion in those eyes, and they were even slightly dissatisfied with the constant dripping of water from the trees.