"It's not yours."
"I also have... one."
Wen Qi's subsequent words overlapped with Luo Miao's words.
His face was expressionless.
Okay, no more guessing.
Just like him, they were of one mind and bought matching couple items.
This is his.
"Luo Xiaoling!"
Wen Qi's forehead veins bulged.
Why is this little rascal so naughty?
They've ruined so many of his things.
he...
The tension that had been building up was gently released.
A deep sigh.
"Never mind, let's go home."
Behind Wen Qi, Luo Miao secretly made a peace sign.
His nervous and anxious expression instantly turned into smugness.
Wen Qi suddenly turned around.
Luo Lingxiu's restraint.
The two stared at each other for three seconds.
Wen Qi was the first to give in, reaching out to pinch Luo Ling's cheek, looking utterly helpless.
How could he have such a little rascal?
There's just no way to deal with him.
Luo Miao followed obediently behind, without causing any trouble.
Standing in the shadows, Wu Yu watched the car drive away from the Luo family's residence.
The sense of fun in their eyes is even stronger.
He did not back down just because that person's partner was Wen Qi.
On the contrary, they are more competitive.
If only I could snatch him away from that kind of man.
This not only proved his own strength, but also gave him a great sense of accomplishment.
Hatch.
Luo Ling covered her nose and pinched it uncomfortably.
"Did you catch a cold? Go home and take a hot bath."
Wen Qi's car sped up, but remained very steady.
As soon as he got home, he immediately instructed the housekeeper to prepare ginger soup.
Luo Miao, wearing obviously ill-fitting clothes, swaggered into the bedroom.
'Bang'
Very decisively, he locked someone out again.
Wen Qi: "..."
Uncle Fu stood at the top of the stairs, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward.
He spoke softly, "Young Master, when Young Master Nan left, he asked me to tell you that he prepared some nice things for you in the lounge, and he wants you to remember to go and take a look."
Wen Qi raised an eyebrow. Something good that Dong Nan had prepared?
Something feels...off.
"I understand, Uncle Fu. Tell Luo Xiaoling to come to the lounge to find me when she comes out later."
He needs to have a serious talk with him about this.
I actually got myself scammed.
She was still so naive as to not even think of looking for him.
If he hadn't arrived in time, he would have definitely carried it all himself again.
It's infuriating.
Luo Miao, who was infuriating, slyly crumpled up the clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.
After confirming that no one was outside, he maliciously placed the basket at the doorway of the house next door.
That is, outside Wen Qi's door.
When the servants collect the baskets, they will assume they belong to Wen Qi.
whee...
After doing something bad, Luo Xiaoling went back to her room and took a comfortable half-hour bath.
As I walked out the door, I ran into the housekeeper.
"Young Master Luo, the young master is in the lounge and wants you to go find him."
Luo Ling nodded, "Okay, Uncle Fu, I understand."
He glanced to the side.
The things by the door are gone.
She walked briskly towards the lounge.
'Knock knock knock'
No response.
'Knock knock knock'
Still, no one answered.
Luo Ling was puzzled and pushed the door open to go inside.
"Huh~ Where is everyone?"
Didn't you say to come and find him?
Why is nobody here?
After walking around the room, my gaze finally settled on the computer screen with its lights on.
It seems to be loading something.
Out of boredom, I went over to check, and it was already 89% complete.
He grabbed a nearby cushion, hugged it to his chest, and sat down on the beanbag chair.
Soon, the data became 100%.
Then, the screen popped up.
The cover features a rather imposing man.
Is it an action movie?
Luo Ling didn't think much of it and pressed the play button.
Suddenly, explicit sounds and suggestive breathing filled the air.
At the same time, the door was opened from the outside.