Qingting put on the snow-white skirt and couldn't help frowning in disgust. It was a princess skirt, a very dreamy style, very pretty, very fairy-like, and very suitable for girls to wear, but it was a bit inappropriate for a young woman to wear it.
What kind of vision do men like this look? Pure and pure, a noble and elegant goddess?
She shook her head and sighed, then dressed up and walked out. Luo Er had been waiting at the door of the hospital for a long time. When he saw her appearance, his eyes lit up.
"Ye Qingting, you are so beautiful. I knew you would look great in this outfit."
It feels so wonderful to see the woman he likes wearing the clothes he picked out.
Qingting looked at him expressionlessly and said in a cold voice, "That's so wordy, let's go."
She got into the car and straightened her slightly messy skirt.
Luo Er's heart suddenly fell from the high point of happiness to the bottom, and he couldn't accept the gap for a while.
He got into the car and said, "You are not allowed to speak to me in such a cold tone. Think of Leng Qirui."
Qingting felt that he was ridiculous. He knew her personality and still said such words. He must have lost his mind.
"Then what tone do you want me to use?"
She coughed and purred, "Uncle, you are so handsome, you are so cool, you are so awesome. You are the dream lover of girls in the universe and the public enemy of men all over the world. You have a beautiful face and a beautiful butt.
Ass..."
His voice was loud and his words were disgusting, but his face was full of disdain.
Aaron secretly sat in the passenger seat, wishing he could be invisible.
Luo Er was so stimulated that this damn woman said, "Shut up, do you have to annoy me?"
Qingting snorted coldly, extremely proud, "That's the kind of virtue I have. If you want to be obedient and well-behaved, you might as well get a robot."
She has a clear distinction between love and hate. She is devoted to those she loves, looks coldly to those she hates, and is even more indifferent to those who persecute her.
Luo Er looked at her dreamingly, why was she still feeling so uncomfortable even though she was standing right in front of her?
He couldn't help but beg in a low voice, "Just tonight, can't you treat me the same way you treated Leng Qirui, just for one night?"
Qingting raised her eyebrows and glanced at him a few times, half mockingly, "Then you go and make his face look like that first."
Luo Er was so angry that he almost vomited blood and shouted viciously, "Ye Qingting."
Aaron sat in front and saw everything clearly, and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
Falling in love with a woman you shouldn't love is destined to be a heartbreak.
Even if you are as strong as your master, there are times when you are helpless.
Qingting mocked disdainfully, "Can't you stand this? This is not even an appetizer. You are so weak and you still want to control me? It's your mother's dream."
Luo Er was so stimulated that he almost went crazy and wanted to beat her up, but he couldn't bear it.
Along the way, he took several deep breaths before suppressing his anger. The car sped along and entered a private club. The car stopped steadily. Luo Er got out of the car first, walked around to the other side, and opened the door for Qingting.
, stretched out a hand, "Woman, come out."
Qingting said nothing, walked out of the car with her skirt in hand, and looked around blankly. The environment was nice.
She walked slowly to the club alone, completely ignoring the people around her.
Rohr's hand hung in the air and he sighed feebly, "Hey, where are you going? Hold my hand."
Can you please stop treating him like air? It’s so hurtful!
Qingting didn't look back and walked very gracefully, "No, I'm afraid I can't help but want to strangle you to death."