Chapter 239: I'm Not a Thing in the First Place

He could say such arrogant and domineering words.

Qin Chenchen was so angry that he almost fainted with a myocardial infarction.

She trembled her fingers and said fimentingly, "You... You're going too far. Why? Why do you care so much about me? ”

Leng Mo sneered: "Just because I am you......"

The words in the back were suddenly stuck in his throat. There was something strange about his expression.

Qin Chenchen was furious: "You go on, what are you me?" ”

Leng Mo's eyes deepened, and he said in a deep voice, "I am your brother." ”

"You ......" she muttered, it was so lawless. Then you can't tell him that I already have someone I like. ”

"I didn't say that, he understood it himself."

"And what did you say?"

"I said you've been booked."

Qin Chenchen was suddenly stunned. "Na... Nani? What to book? ”

Leng Mo pursed his sexy lips, "It's nothing, I don't understand." With that, he got up and went upstairs.

Qin Chenchen scratched his hair blankly, "Hey, you should make it clear to me, what do you mean that I am booked?" Am I something? How can I be booked? ”

Someone curled their lips, "You're not a thing?" ”

"I'm not a thing."

"Poof-" A chuckle came out of his throat.

Qin Chenchen was confused. She scratched her hair again with a blank expression, "Why do I always feel that this sentence is strange?" ”

After a few seconds, she jumped to her feet in anger. "Leng Mo, you bastard, you are playing me again."

Leng Mo, who had already gone up to the second floor, heard her hair blowing sound, and the smile on the corner of her lips became thicker.

Although Qin Chenchen struggled for a while, she still figured it out later.

Leng Mo said to Bai Yuchen: She was booked.

This sentence may be that Leng Mo casually found an excuse to send Bai Yuchen away, in order to make him die.

But thanks to Bai Yuchen being a scholar, why is it so easy to believe this statement?

She is a thirteen-year-old girl, who can be booked? Not to mention thirteen years old, in the last life, she lived to be twenty years old and no one booked!

Tut-tut, her life is so sad!

The next day, a sunny Saturday.

Qin Chenchen slept a lot. When the sun was drying her buttocks, she got up and went downstairs for breakfast.

Before he could take a sip of milk, Cold Pudding ran to the house with a little white milk dog.

"Sister, do my brother a favor. Help me watch a dog. ”

Qin Chenchen stroked the little milk dog's hair, "Why?" ”

"Brother is going to the movies."

"And Bo'er."

"Yes."

Qin Chenchen looked at him with a complicated expression, "Brother Puding, you... Do you really like Boa? ”

Cold Pudding looked puzzled, "Is that okay?" Otherwise why did I chase her for so long? Eh, didn't you already know? Why do you even ask me? ”

Qin Chenchen sighed, "It's nothing, I'll just ask." She paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, "No, I can't help you watch, Leng Mo has a habit of cleanliness, and he doesn't let there be pets at home." Bobo is still in the housekeeper's uncle's house. ”

"It's okay, just watch it for me for an afternoon. I'll take it away at night. ”

"Oh."

Cold pudding is gone, happily going to the movies.

Qin Chenchen led the dog to stroll through the garden, sighing again and again.

"Alas, dog, do you think your dad is stupid? He obviously likes Angel, well, that is, your mother, but why can't he find his true heart? ”

The dog wagged his tail and looked at her wetly.

She crouched down and touched its head. "Really. If Brother Pudding didn't like Angel, he wouldn't have taken you so seriously. ”