"Little girl, thank you for your compliment to me. I like it very much. At least it sounds much better than an old woman or something." She nodded. There was no harm in her words, but there was invisible irony.
"A bitch is a bitch, would Che be interested in a movie about a little girl like you? Huh, I don't know what bad tricks you used. Fight with me? Just wait for me, one day I will let you
You died in an ugly way!" The woman said viciously, grabbing Lan Le's seaweed-like hair in a demonstrative manner.
Lan Le has an innocent crystal baby face, which looks like a face that could be bullied casually. She looks like a minor no matter how she looks. So people think she is easy to bully.
The woman in front of her was not surprised. She pulled Lan Le's hair hard, almost tearing off her scalp.
"Miss, it hurts a lot. Can you be gentler?" Lan Le raised his eyes, shouting that it hurt but not showing it at all. His face looked uncomfortable, but there was a hint of pain somewhere.
"Bitch!" the woman cursed, letting go of her hair, turning the ring on her ring finger, sliding the diamond ring into her palm, and raising her hand to slap it off.
There was a snicker in my heart, the diamond ring was in the palm of my hand, and a slap would definitely cut this woman's face.
When the palm's subordinates brought about a burst of palm wind.
Lan Le grabbed the woman's wrist, his harmless eyes still so innocent: "Miss, you must wear the ring properly. Diamonds can easily scratch someone if they hit someone in the palm of their hand."
Lan Le grabbed the woman's wrist with one hand and straightened the ring in her palm with the other hand.
"You! Ah... it hurts!" The woman wanted to curse angrily, but Lan Le squeezed her hard.
There was only the sound of bones cracking, as if the bones were broken. Lan Le held her in his little hand and looked at her ferocious expression: "Miss, do you want to continue playing?"
"No, I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore...ah...it hurts!"
Lan Le let go of the woman's wrist: "Walk slowly."
The woman fled in embarrassment, but at this time, upstairs, Xuanyuan Che held a pistol in his hand. He only withdrew the pistol when Lan Le called the woman to leave.
Xuanyuan Che walked down: "With your character, I thought you would chop off her hand." If Lan Le hadn't let the woman go, he would have shot and killed the woman at that moment.
Lan Le smiled: "So, Brother Che, are you planning to blow her head off when I chop off her palm, so as to relieve her pain? Ha, Brother Che is still as considerate as ever."
Of course, Lan Le's thoughtfulness is not something ordinary people can understand. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just cold-blooded. Lan Le is not a normal person anyway.
Xuanyuan Che sat opposite Lan Le: "Does it hurt when your hair is pulled?"
Lan Le shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it's just a few hairs. How can I be so delicate?" In fact, if a person like Lan Le doesn't offend me, I won't offend others. If someone offends me, I will pay back tenfold. If
If it had been anyone else, she would have cut off her palm, chopped it into pieces and thrown it out to feed the dogs!
How can you be so kind?
At this time, her kindness was only because the woman just now was Xuanyuan Che's woman, and all her actions were just out of respect for Xuanyuan Che!
"Have you eaten?" Xuanyuan Che asked.
Lan Le shook her head: "No, I was originally waiting to eat with you, Brother Che...but..." The glass eyes of her crystal doll suddenly darkened.
"Um?"
When she raised her head, there was a hazy light in her eyes. She didn't care about the curses, but she did care about the woman just now. 'Would Che be interested in a movie about a little girl like you?'
These were the words that really hurt her heart and the pain in her heart: "Brother Che, am I just a little girl?"
Xuanyuan Che lightly clenched one hand into a fist, placed it beside his face and looked at Mo Xue: "If you're not a little girl, what are you?"
Lan Le frowned, as if a sharp sword was stabbing her in her heart, little girl! Little girl! So no matter what she is like, she is just a little girl, so she won't attract any interest, right?
Her little hands clenched into fists, and she was very unwilling to do so: "Brother Che, do you always think of me as a little girl?"
"You are also my sister." His tone was very soft, not cold.
Sister! This is simply a word that is even more maddening than the little girl movie. It is so heart-wrenching and maddening. Lan Le stood up immediately: "So Brother Che will never be interested in the little girl movie even in his whole life."
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Xuanyuan Che's still soft eyes turned cold instantly and looked at Lan Le: "Didn't you just say you haven't had dinner yet? I'll get you something to eat."
Saying that, Xuanyuan Che was about to leave...
Lan Le gritted her teeth. Over the past few years, she had endured over and over again. Her anger had reached the top of her head, and the volcano was close to erupting: "Brother Che, I will be 22 years old this year. I am not a child anymore. I have already
I’m an adult, and an adult!”
Xuanyuan Che looked at Lan Le: "What do you want to eat?"
"Xuanyuan Che!"
"I'm an adult now. I'm really not a child anymore. Can you stop treating me like a child? I don't want to be a girl forever." Lan Le's voice became hoarse. Year after year, she endured and waited.
The day she grew up, but... until now, she realized that no matter how she grew up, in Xuanyuan Che's heart, she would never grow up.
Xuanyuan Che looked at Lan Le and was just silent.
Lan Le clenched his fists and walked up to Xuanyuan Che: "Brother Che, just once, can you please not treat me as your sister?"
"Lele!" Xuanyuan Che frowned.
"I will prove to you that I am no longer a child, I am an adult." Lan Le said, she raised her hand, untied the collar and pulled down the zipper of the skirt...
"Lele, what are you doing?! Stop it!" Xuanyuan Che said seriously, obviously angry because of her actions.
Lan Le didn't worry about it. If she had been timid for so many years, shouldn't she be bold again? She no longer wanted to spend endless time waiting...
After untying all the restraints, the skirt slipped down, and what stood in front of Xuanyuan Che was a seductive scene.
A head of seaweed-like curly hair covered her waist. Her face was as immature as a minor, as fragile as a glass doll and needed care. Her hair was as pink, fair and smooth as a newborn baby.
Can be broken.
Curved eyebrows, a pair of big eyes, a small bridge of nose, small pink lips, pursed stubbornly and unwillingly. And that beautiful neck that makes people want to take a bite.