Luo Jian didn't believe it, and bent down a little more, looking at Zhao Qingqing questioningly: "You just didn't think about who would come?"
When he broke in the door just now, she actually called that boy's name.
She was clearly expecting that boy to save her.
Hearing that boy's name, an inexplicable anger surged up in his heart. He came to save her, a heartless little thing, and she asked him why he came.
I have never seen anyone so ignorant.
The colonel is still approaching a little bit, and there is also a creepy air-conditioning. What is the reason for this?
Could it be that he was angry with her for leaving without saying goodbye?
But we can’t come all the way from Kyoto to blame her...
"Yes...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye."
Zhao Qingqing shrank his neck, clasped his hands together, and made a gesture of begging for mercy.
"..."
The corner of Luo Jian's mouth twitched twice, but his face improved a little, but his anger did not disappear at all. He leaned down a little more, and now his face was less than ten centimeters away from Zhao Qingqing's face.
The two people face each other, their eyes look at their noses, and their noses look at their hearts...
Suddenly, Luo Jian shouted helplessly: "Zhao Xiaobai!"
Zhao Qingqing raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Huh?"
The senior colonel didn't seem so angry anymore, and her mood became much more relaxed.
Luo Jian gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I really want to split your head open to see what's inside."
Check to see if there are any missing parts inside so that he can replace them.
Zhao Qingqing frowned and said: "Of course it's the left and right brains and brains, as well as blood and flesh."
Otherwise, what else could there be?
This is such an idiotic question to ask.
Luo Jian: "..."
He felt that it was really difficult to communicate with this novice. Could she be the legendary cat or dog?
Not a normal person anyway.
Luo Jian kept bending down and pressed close to her. She didn't dare to move, nor did she dare to ask him to stand up.
Time passed minute by minute, and Luo Jian still had no intention of getting up.
Zhao Qingqing frowned and thought to himself: Why is his waist so strong? Isn't it sore after bending it?
She felt tired from lying in this position all the time.
"Colonel, is your back sore?" Zhao Qingqing endured it for a long time and finally asked cautiously.
Luo Jian nodded, "I'm so sore that I can't straighten up."
He frowned, his expression pretending to be painful.
"I knew it." Zhao Qingqing said with a smile.
She knew that his waist strength was not that good and it must be sore.
Luo Jian said: "Please help me."
Zhao Qingqing nodded and said "Okay", then took out his hands from the quilt and grabbed Luo Jian's arms, accidentally making the wrong move.
It should have been a push, but she used a pull.
A flash of cunning quickly flashed in Luo Jian's deep black eyes, and he fell heavily on Zhao Qingqing's body, and his soft lips crossed her smooth face.
Gently, with a hint of coolness, this feeling was so subtle that Zhao Qingqing could not recover from it for a long time.
The senior colonel was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and her heartbeat seemed to miss half a beat. This feeling... was really subtle.
For a long time...
The senior colonel still has no intention of getting up.
"Did you throw Wang Qiran to death?" Zhao Qingqing felt that if she didn't find a topic, her heartbeat would stop.
Luo Jian finally made some noise, tilted his head, put his lips against Zhao Qingqing's ear, and asked softly: "Do you care about him?"
Zhao Qingqing shook his head, "No, I'm worried that you will go to jail."
