Looking at the clock that only had five minutes left until early morning, Si Qianhao tightened his lips and exuded a terrifying aura that would destroy everything.
Milolo, you really dare to break the promise, let's see how I deal with you tomorrow
Even though he knew that Luo Luo would most likely not come, he still stood stubbornly, as if he would never give up until the last second.
Grandpa the housekeeper sighed softly when he saw this.
"Master..."
I don’t know when it started raining outside. It was raining very quickly and heavily. The sky and the earth suddenly became a vast expanse of white. The rain and mist followed the evening wind, setting off waves as gorgeous as white silk fluttering.
Suddenly, a small black dot passed by in the distance. Si Qianhao was startled. He looked carefully, but there was nothing there.
Those beautiful kite-purple eyes quickly flashed with a hint of despair.
Two minutes left
"Qianhao!" A vague female voice came faintly.
"Qian Hao!"
"Qian Hao!"
It wasn't his hallucination! He followed the sound and saw a small black spot in the distance that was getting bigger and bigger. In the rolling rain and fog, it was the Luo Luo he had been looking forward to for thousands of times!
"Ouch" maybe because he ran too fast, Luoluo fell down embarrassingly. This time, he was not only wet by the rain, but also stained with a lot of mud.
If it were normal times, she would have flattened her lips and shed a few tears to win sympathy, but there was no time now! Qian Hao's birthday was coming up in more than a minute!
She hurriedly tried to get up, but the soles of her feet slipped. As soon as she was halfway up, she was swaying and about to fall to the ground.
Oh my god, don’t be embarrassed!
Luoluo quickly covered his face
The next second, she felt herself falling into a warm embrace, and the tip of her nose was filled with a familiar scent——
"Qian Hao?!" She raised her head from his arms, her eyes shining brightly
Si Qianhao stared at him closely, the corners of his mouth tightened, and his deep pupils could not tell his mood.
What does it feel like?
Angry? How dare she be late?
Surprise? She finally came
Feeling distressed? She actually fell down
All kinds of emotions are complicated and tangled together. Fortunately, he has facial paralysis, otherwise Luoluo would have worried about whether his face would be twisted together and the colors would be as colorful as a palette.
After a long while, he said with difficulty: "You..."
"Hey, there's no time! You listen to me first." Luoluo interrupted him, stretched out his muddy hand and wiped it on his expensive suit twice, and then carefully dug it out in his arms.
He took out a black inferior bag and carefully raised it in front of him like a treasure, "Qian Hao, happy birthday!"
Her voice sounded so happy, like the melodious cry of an oriole. The first drop of dew in the morning fell to the ground and dripped into his heart, causing ripples in his heart.
He reached out and gently opened the inferior bag that he would never touch on ordinary days.
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