Qingliu was a little stunned when he saw his flamboyant red hair.

After all, it's all too rare for people to dye their hair so sassy.

He almost quickly remembered the boy in the photo.

The red-haired boy scolded and said, "Damn, it shouldn't be that the group of grandsons of SIS lost the game and hired someone to plot against me." ”

When Qingliu saw his face, he was sure that it was really him.

Hearing his irritable speech, I suddenly wanted to laugh.

Qingliu reached out and pulled his arm and lifted the person up from the ground, although he rushed out of the world-weary himself, but he still took the initiative to apologize.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?"

Normal people will take a step back when they see his gentle and sincere attitude.

As a result, the young man's red hair in front of him exploded and said, "Something, of course there's something!" ”

Qingliu looked at his whole body, but he didn't see the wound, "Are you hurt?" I can take you to the hospital. ”

"Seeing that my body is dirty like this, can it be solved by going to the hospital?"

Qingliu: "......"

Qingliu reached out and patted the ash on his arm, "It's okay if you're fine." ”

As a result, the world-weary reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Is it Jiang Tong who sent you to hit me?" When I get hurt, he can win the championship without much effort? ”

Qingliu frowned slightly.

How do you suddenly feel that he is a bit two.

Qingliu is naturally good-natured and explains, "No, I'm just passing by, and don't run when crossing the intersection, it will be dangerous." ”

The misanthropic looked at him with suspicion.

Qingliu rubbed the skin on his arm, and it hurt a lot when he pulled it.

Whisper, "Let go." ”

The misanthropy lowered his eyes and saw the obvious wound on his arm.

"Oops."

He quickly let go and jumped backwards.

Qingliu thought it was a little funny, but he didn't expect the wild boy in the photo to be a little cute.

Qingliu bent down to pick up the fruit on the ground, and looked at the world-weary up close, which was much more delicate and agile than in the photo, and looked good.

"Do you want to eat fruit?"

The misanthropy looked at him and sneered, "Poisoned? ”

Qingliu was a little speechless and shook his head.

He snorted coldly, "It's all broken, so I won't eat it." ”

Qingliu frowned slightly, "It's because of you that I broke it." ”

The red-haired boy had a short temper, and his phoenix eyes glared at him fiercely, "You fart, obviously you hit me." ”

Qingliu's little affection for him suddenly disappeared in the teenager's unreasonable irritability.

He silently put his things in the car.

Before leaving, he was heard talking on the phone.

"There's a fool I bumped into, the latest dress I just bought is full of dirt, and I don't want to wear it."

Qingliu left silently on a shared bicycle.

I think this young man is too unreasonable.

·

Myth lost to SIS in the playoffs and lost the opportunity to play against Dream Feiyang in the finals, and the fall game ended directly here.

This made Qingliu, who had always wanted to fight with the world's misanthropy, a little unhappy.

The pressure is also increasing.

Mythology and Dream Feiyang have always been mortal enemies, and there are few opportunities to fight.

There were almost no appointments for training matches.

So from the misanthropy to the dream of flying, Qingliu has never fought against him.

All the way up to the Winter Crown.

Qingliu was actually a little nervous that day, and the first time this teenager fought each other, he was also faintly looking forward to it.

He wondered if the misanthropy would recognize him.

He spoke quite harshly that day, and most of the time he remembered himself.

Qingliu didn't expect that he really didn't remember himself at all.

It was also found that he was so rude to everyone and always had a thorn in his mouth.

This realization made him a little helpless.

In the end, the myth still lost to Dream Feiyang.

Qingliu was not too disappointed, although the world-weary was strong, but he had a big problem with Meng Feiyang's cooperation.

The myth is also that the newcomers are a little unable to fit in.

When two immature teams collide, the comparison is the strength of the core.

Qingliu failed to win over misanthropy.

Two days later, Qingliu saw the misanthropy who was in trouble.

The red-haired teenager seems to be hungry and is queuing up to buy a hamburger.

However...... Forgot to bring money.

The child was really hungry, so he took it and nibbled on it before he could pay.

The waiter, a boy, was looking at him awkwardly but politely.

The world-weary wrapped the hamburger he had nibbled on.

With his eyes open, he didn't feel embarrassed at all and asked, "Is it too late for me to give it back to you now?" ”

Waiter: "......"

"Or I'm smiling at you, can you treat me to a burger? You know, the female fans who like me are lined up in France from here. ”

Qingliu: "......"

Waiter: "Crooked, demon spirit?" ”

Qingliu stepped forward and asked the waiter, "How much?" ”

The waiter said the price.

Qingliu settled the account.

[Twenty minutes to finish] Qingliu was a little stunned when he saw his flamboyant red hair.

After all, it's all too rare for people to dye their hair so sassy.

He almost quickly remembered the boy in the photo.

The red-haired boy scolded and said, "Damn, it shouldn't be that the group of grandsons of SIS lost the game and hired someone to plot against me." ”

When Qingliu saw his face, he was sure that it was really him.

Hearing his irritable speech, I suddenly wanted to laugh.

Qingliu reached out and pulled his arm and lifted the person up from the ground, although he rushed out of the world-weary himself, but he still took the initiative to apologize.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?"

Normal people will take a step back when they see his gentle and sincere attitude.

As a result, the young man's red hair in front of him exploded and said, "Something, of course there's something!" ”

Qingliu looked at his whole body, but he didn't see the wound, "Are you hurt?" I can take you to the hospital. ”

"Seeing that my body is dirty like this, can it be solved by going to the hospital?"

Qingliu: "......"

Qingliu reached out and patted the ash on his arm, "It's okay if you're fine." ”

As a result, the world-weary reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Is it Jiang Tong who sent you to hit me?" When I get hurt, he can win the championship without much effort? ”

Qingliu frowned slightly.

How do you suddenly feel that he is a bit two.

Qingliu is naturally good-natured and explains, "No, I'm just passing by, and don't run when crossing the intersection, it will be dangerous." ”

The misanthropic looked at him with suspicion.

Qingliu rubbed the skin on his arm, and it hurt a lot when he pulled it.

Whisper, "Let go." ”

The misanthropy lowered his eyes and saw the obvious wound on his arm.

"Oops."

He quickly let go and jumped backwards.

Qingliu thought it was a little funny, but he didn't expect the wild boy in the photo to be a little cute.

Qingliu bent down to pick up the fruit on the ground, and looked at the world-weary up close, which was much more delicate and agile than in the photo, and looked good.

"Do you want to eat fruit?"

The misanthropy looked at him and sneered, "Poisoned? ”

Qingliu was a little speechless and shook his head.

He snorted coldly, "It's all broken, so I won't eat it." ”

Qingliu frowned slightly, "It's because of you that I broke it." ”

The red-haired boy had a short temper, and his phoenix eyes glared at him fiercely, "You fart, obviously you hit me." ”

Qingliu's little affection for him suddenly disappeared in the teenager's unreasonable irritability.

He silently put his things in the car.

Before leaving, he was heard talking on the phone.

"There's a fool I bumped into, the latest dress I just bought is full of dirt, and I don't want to wear it."

Qingliu left silently on a shared bicycle.

I think this young man is too unreasonable.