"You've said what you said, so let's do it. But you have to be careful tomorrow and don't be bullied by my master again." Bo Cixin nodded slightly, and he said it all.
Just like water thrown out, it cannot be taken back.
"Xin'er, I never felt that I was bullied by your master today. Except for you, no one can bully me." This is indeed the case. Di Wuxie is not someone who can be bullied by anyone, although he today
He knelt down and offered three cups of tea to Lan Mingyou.
However, his aura did not belong to Lan Mingyou at all. Instead, it shocked everyone and made everyone affected by his actions.
"And Xin'er, I don't want you to talk to me with such sympathetic eyes and words. I am your man, I can handle everything."
Di Wuxie's eyes were somewhat cold. He was a man, and he wanted to protect her. He would not be as cowardly as she said. He was gentle to her, and he treated her matters as his own.
, does not mean that Di Wuxie is a weak person who is easily bullied by others.[
When Bo Cixin heard what he said, he was slightly startled at first, and then smiled and said: "Okay, my man must be outstanding. Otherwise, you will not be able to stand by my side."
"Of course." Di Wuxie nodded, his face filled with confidence and dazzling. The two of them looked at each other, smiled, and walked forward side by side.
After Bo Cixin left, Lan Mingyou felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. His eyes followed her figure until she disappeared around the corner, and then he withdrew his gaze.
He leaned against the wall a little decadently, lowering his eyes slightly. All his emotions were buried under his long eyelashes. I don't know what he was thinking, but he felt a bit lost.
Just now Xin'er pulled Di Wuxie away, that scene has been lingering in Lan Mingyou's mind.
And she said: "Even if it's just rhetoric, even if I'm deceived, that's my business. I'm willing to be deceived. I just like it, so I don't have to worry about it."
Lan Mingyou felt really bad when she heard this. She was obviously leaning towards Di Wuxie. Could it be that Xin'er really liked Di Wuxie?
This battle has not officially started yet, and it feels like he has lost. In such an unfair battle, Lan Mingyou doesn't have much confidence at this moment.
"Junior brother, what did you just say to Di Wuxie?" Bei Mingfeng finished his last glass of wine, stood up, and asked.
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"Have you written a letter of challenge to Di Wuxie?" Bei Mingfeng walked over, glanced at Lan Mingyou and asked.
"Yeah." Lan Mingyou nodded gently. The last words he said to Di Wuxie just now were nothing more than provoking him and giving him a challenge to see which of them understood Bo Cixin better and who was more capable.
, who is easier to win her heart.
"You seem to have little confidence." Bei Mingfeng reached out and patted his shoulder, speaking lightly.
Lan Ming's green-purple hair moved slightly, with a bit of enchantment, and he sighed faintly: "Senior brother, you still know me best."