[69 Book Bar - www.] "Damn girl, walk slower!" Ling Qianyi saw her walking faster and faster, and gave another order out of habit.
Qiao Youmeng stopped and turned around to glare at him angrily, "I didn't ask you to follow me, why should I walk slowly?"
"You...I..." Ling Qianyi was speechless for a moment because of her. He simply waved his hand and pretended to be generous and said: "Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with the little girl!"
"Tch, you can't defeat me~" Qiao Youmeng curled her lips, the expression on her face was full of contempt for Ling Qianyi.
The corners of Ling Qianyi's mouth twitched wordlessly, then he slapped his head and argued the issue with Qiao Youmeng seriously, "What! I deliberately let you go!"
"Childish." Qiao Youmeng gave him a big look, and then ran forward quickly.
Ling Qianyi reacted quickly, so he quickly chased after Qiao Youmeng and grabbed Qiao Youmeng's arm, "Hey, your foot injury hasn't healed yet, you're looking for death!"
"So what's the matter? It's me who's hurting, not you." Qiao Youmeng glanced at Ling Qianyi nonchalantly and muttered in a low voice.
"You—" Ling Qianyi really couldn't do anything with her, so he hit her forehead hard again, "Damn girl, this is punishment!"
Not to be outdone, Qiao Youmeng stretched out her leg and kicked his knee violently. As a result, she screamed "wow" in pain.
After she screamed twice in pain, she slowly squatted down and rubbed her poor calves.
While rubbing it, she couldn't help but ask: "Ling Qianyi, your knees are made of iron! Why are they so hard?"
Ling Qianyi smiled playfully, then slowly squatted down, supporting one foot on the ground, and then stretched out his hand, ready to help Qiao Youmeng rub her calf.
But before he could touch her, Qiao Youmeng suddenly stood up, causing his outstretched hand to freeze in the air.
"Oops! I suddenly remembered that I still have something to be busy with! So I have to go home quickly." Qiao Youmeng hurriedly changed the subject.
Ling Qianyi suppressed the disappointment on his face and reluctantly smiled, "Okay, I'll take you back."
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After Qiao Youmeng returned home, she remembered what Sheng Yunlie said before going out this morning, so she picked up her mobile phone and dialed the number.
However, no one answered the ringtone for a long time. Qiao Youmeng threw the phone on the bed with some annoyance, and then lay down on it carelessly.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Qiao Youmeng felt that she was about to fall asleep, her cell phone suddenly rang.
She fumbled around on the bed in a daze for a long time before finally finding her phone and pressing the answer button with her eyes half open.
"Hello……"
"..." The other party was silent for a while.
Qiao Youmeng didn't even look at the caller ID, so she asked innocently: "Who is it?"
But the other party still didn't answer her. Qiao Youmeng was so angry that she sat up from the bed and glanced at the screen of her phone.
Holy Yunlie?
Seeing this name, Qiao Youmeng felt inexplicably happy.
"Sheng Yunlie, why don't you speak?" Her tone softened unknowingly, and even she didn't notice it.
"..."
A few more seconds passed, but there was still no movement on the other end of the phone. Qiao Youmeng's patience was almost exhausted.