Chapter 133

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Chapter 133 The Daily Life of 133

Fuck, blood in hand.

She growled: "You want to bite me!" The whole person was ignorant, and she didn't know how to react except for bluffing.

Xu Qingjiu raised his head, looked at Su Qing, and saw the red blood beads on her lips. The whole person was stupid: "I, I will buy you medicine."

He turned around and ran to buy medicine. Without looking at the road, he panicked and stepped on a pool of fountain water, and his sports shoes were all wet.

Su Qing covered her mouth: "You come back to me!"

Xu Qingjiu stopped immediately, resembling a conditioned reflex, turned around, and dared not look at Su Qing, staring at his feet.

Where did he look half hot and arrogant at ordinary times, the entire enemy captured, without any confidence, almost surrendered with both hands.

Compared with Xu Qingjiu's nervousness, Su Qing seemed a lot calmer, took a few deep breaths, put on the mask again, there was no smile in his eyes, and was straightforward: "I don't know what you are blowing tonight, but I ’m in good spirits, and I can tell you responsibly that I ’m going to mix in the entertainment world without getting involved. "

Having finished speaking, Su Qing turned his head away and did not stay for a moment.

Xu Qingjiu stood on the spot, lost his face, and touched his lips, regretting it.

Back at the Xu family, it was almost twelve.

Xu Qingbo was lying on the balcony on the second floor, blowing a whistle below, with a good expression: "How is it? Confession?"

Xu Qingjiu nodded, his expression listless.

Xu Qingbo raised his eyebrows: "Not successful?"

He nodded and walked into the room.

Xu Qingbo held his hand and blocked the stairs: "It doesn't make sense."

It's not that he is partial to his family and to be fair, his brother's temper is a bit poisonous, but his face can be seen, and he is an idol singer. He has a car and a house and has deposits.

Xu Qingbo asked: "Where is she dissatisfied with you?"

Xu Qingjiu returned feebly: "He doesn't do it."

"!"

Get involved? !

Xu Qingbo's Sanguan received a severe blow, and his eyes widened incredulously: "Do you like men ?!"

The other party is absent-minded: "Well."

Xu Qingbo didn't think about it, Yizheng said: "Absolutely not!"

Xu Qingjiu raised his head and glanced at him lukewarmly: "Will it be enough for the person I like?

"..."

When he was done, his brother was bent by the little **** outside.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Su Qing was still tossing and turning, counting from one sheep to nine hundred and ninety-nine sheep, still not a bit sleepy.

She kicked the quilt anxiously: "Fuck, I want him for Mao." She got up, threw the pig's head bracelet in the cabinet into the trash can, and then lay down again, covered the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep.

five minutes later……

She sat up straight, grabbed her short hair, and got out of bed to turn over the trash can.

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