Everyone collectively thought, it turns out that Brother Leng is so cool, but he is also so sinister... It's so scary, looking at two people with bright smiles... everyone's idea is not to offend them, otherwise... it will be miserable.
It couldn't be any worse.
"Hello.."
The phone rang, and Xiaolan answered it. His voice was delicate and soft, with a strong nasal tone, and a baby voice that sounded like a coquettish girl.
"You still know how to answer the phone... An Xiaolan, where did you go to me?"
Gong Lele chatted on the phone and found that there was no sound.
Dududu——
The sound of the phone being hung up came. I was singing a one-man show just now? When I think about it, Gong Lele frowned... What a lazy boy... Remember this.
An Xiaolan hung up the phone normally and stuffed the phone into his pocket.
"Whose phone number?"
Muzi was curious as to why Xiaolan hung up the phone without saying anything.
"Wrong number."
An Xiaolan squinted her eyes, pear dimples flashed, and her red lips slightly raised...like a cat.
"Oh~!"
Muzi nodded, with a feeling of fury in his heart. Why does Xiaolan's smile feel so good... Well, so... so scary.
"I have something to do, so I have to leave first."
An Xiaolan raised her head and said to Leng Yue. A gust of wind ruffled her bangs, and her long eyelashes fluttered like feathers, gently tickling the softest part of her heart.
"good."
Leng Yue nodded and rubbed An Xiaolan's forehead.
"Brother Leng, Xiaolan is alone..."
Qiangzi looked at An Xiaolan's back and wondered if it would be bad for Xiaolan to be alone after the fight.
"She...is not as weak as you think."
Leng Yue raised her head, closed her eyes slightly to feel the warm sunshine, her cold side face was coated with a layer of golden light, and she said coldly.
"Brother Leng! Let's go to happy hour."
Mo Zi put the clubs aside, happy hour... It's already afternoon anyway, so it's time to go and have some fun.
"ok."
Leng Yue nodded, and he also threw away the cue in his hand. A lot of people left collectively, and the originally lively stadium immediately became quiet... The poor gangster looked at the dark sky, and it was so boring to play pool.
Let's break up... Every time the cold moon comes, we can only stand and do nothing. Poor... After wiping away tears, the gangsters left listlessly.
The setting sun shines on this billiards square and sets lazily in the west.