No, no, how can she like women? What if she likes a woman?

Wait, what does it matter to me whether Qiao Yulan likes women or not?

Does it have a lot to do with me?

Why did I think of this problem?

The bodyguards who followed Quan Qing watched as their master gripped the cup in his hand tighter and tighter.

Then the face became more and more gloomy.

His gaze was particularly scary, staring at the computer screen all the time, as if he was about to make a hole in the screen.

Kwon Qing's mind is very chaotic now, he is completely cranky.

I don't understand why I think the way I do, and I don't know what to do next.

Quan Qing finally took out his mobile phone with a gloomy face, found a magnifying glass, and then his fierce gaze changed to the mobile phone.

It's like you're going to stare your phone out of a hole.

However, the results given by the magnifying glass made him feel worse and worse.

Like?

No way, he definitely won't like anyone.

Moreover, Qiao Yulan has been with him for three years, if he really likes it, then he will like it a long time ago.

How is it possible to wait until today?

But...... In fact, if you think about it carefully, if it was Qiao Yulan before, he not only didn't like it, but also seemed to be a little repulsive.

It seems that if he liked her three years ago, he would be sorry for someone......

Quan Qing slapped his phone heavily on the table, although his mobile phone was of good quality, but it couldn't withstand his strength.

Because it is face down, the screen has a spiderweb-like crack.

He looked at the phone with some irritation, and suddenly thought of something.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silvery-white phone, apparently for girls.

This is Qiao Yulan's.

Before at the elevator entrance, he completely sent the phone away.

Looking at it more now, I don't know why I took her phone away.

He opened it, and it was in a state of lock screen, and the wallpaper of the lock screen was very simple, it was a piece of dandelion.

If you want to unlock the lock, you need a password.

According to his technique, it is very simple to take something to decipher the password of a mobile phone.

But instead of doing this, he tried there one by one according to his feelings.

But when his fingers came to the keyboard, he found that he didn't know where to start.

Her birthday?

No.

Wedding anniversary? (I don't know who gave you the courage)

Neither is it.

It can't be that scumbag's birthday, right?

During a test, Quan Qing didn't know why his heart was a little nervous.

He seemed a little undesirable that the outcome would be like this.

Fortunately, the ending is good, and it is not.

So what exactly does she use as the password for her phone?

Quan Qing's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and quickly typed a string of numbers.

It turned out to be unexpected, and the lock was opened.

0607？

Whose birthday is it?

And, why did he know this string of numbers?

What he thought of for a moment seemed to be engraved in his mind.

There seems to be a deep obsession that cannot be forgotten.

The contents of her phone are clean, and the photo album is basically empty.

The contacts in the two social accounts can be counted on both hands.

There are also few in the phone list.

Weibo's most recent update was yesterday, announcing its return.

There's nothing nice about this phone.

Then he inadvertently noticed it again.

[Group number: 372039919, the young ladies of Huanghuang are coming~]

(End of chapter)