Xia Qing had breakfast, changed her clothes, and made sure her makeup was exquisite and not rude, then she slowly walked to the door. Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that she wanted to contact Xiao Ya, so she went to find the phone as a matter of course. Good luck today.
Quite well, Xiao Ya's cell phone, which had been missing for a long time, was actually connected. As soon as the two women contacted each other, they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves. They chatted all over the world, reporting on the current situation, discussing work, and gossiping. The two of them were gnashing their teeth.
The man then made a date and vowed to meet tomorrow no matter what. The specific time and place would be made separately.
I finally hung up the phone and most of the time had passed.
The banging on the door downstairs gradually became weaker.
But the guards outside the window showed no intention of withdrawing. They stood firmly and persistently under the increasingly bright sunshine, all of them upright, guarding the door for her.
General Zhan, you are still so stubborn.[
Knowing that she didn't want to show up, it would have been better to take the others and leave quickly. There was no sense of being a guest at all.
Xia Qing muttered all the way and walked to the door. After waiting for a long time, she finally opened the door gently.
The big hand raised like a cattail fan paused in mid-air.
The soldier who knocked on the door looked at Xia Qing blankly for two or three seconds, then suddenly turned his head and ran away.
"Yeah?" She knocked so urgently and opened the door, but didn't say a word?
In this case, Xia Qing blinked, half-smiled, and without any hesitation, she slammed the door directly, turned around and happily returned to the living room, turned on the TV, and watched a variety show.
As it happened, she was not in the mood to welcome guests at all.
Since she didn't come in after knocking on the door, she was happy to slam the door.
Twenty minutes later, the variety show came to an end, and Xia Qing's mood improved after she finished a small pot of herbal tea.
He walked back to the entrance door, opened it again, and showed a charming smile lazily, "Does your hand hurt?"
The guard squad leader opened his eyes wide in surprise, not understanding the meaning of her words, but still instinctively answered honestly, "It doesn't hurt."
"You don't feel pain, my door can't stand it. Please, talk to me if you have something to say, and leave if you don't. Don't ruin my family's finances here." Xia Qing said coolly, then raised her eyes, and was caught by the flying sky
A large shadow attracts attention.
She raised her hands high to shield her forehead from the fierce and blazing rays of the sun. She squinted her eyes and looked attentively.
If she recognized it correctly, what just circled by should be a night owl.
That color, that texture, that arrogant posture, that arrogant figure, there is only one person in the world who can raise such a unique night owl.
And that person happened to be the guy she disliked from the bottom of her heart!
"Pu Li? Are you there?" She tentatively called the fake monk's name. In her heart, she was really hoping that no one would answer. She really didn't want to see him.
Unfortunately, God ignored her sincere wish.
When she finished speaking, a man wearing a silver-gray shirt and black trousers, with a cool smile on his face, a faint compassion shining between his eyebrows, and a devilish and evil light in the depths of his black eyes,
In a flash, he walked out from a corner of the house.