Rita looked at the world-weary movements with a smile and pretended to ask, "Huh?" How did you hang up the little angel's phone? ”

As if to reflect the world-weary mood, even the weather today is gray.

The world-weary pursed his lips, and his eyes fell quietly on the phone.

Qingliu didn't call again.

The misanthropic looked at Rita coldly, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Rita smiled and looked at him in a good mood, not at all angry at the point by her misanthropic tone.

The misanthropic was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at Rita and asked, "I'll give you a million." ”

Hearing this, Rita raised her eyebrows, "Misanthropy, you may not understand what I mean." ”

"Two million."

Rita was stunned, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

"You look pretty rich now?"

The world-weary and indifferent did not speak.

Rita gently rubbed her fingers against the wall of the cup and said, "To be honest, I spent 1.5 million yuan to buy the photo. ”

Misanthropy: "I'll give you double, you won't lose money." ”

Rita raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Misanthropy, has anyone told you that you are really not suitable for business and will lose all your money." He laughed like a girl, "It's only been a few minutes, and a million has become three million." ”

Misanthropy is not laughing at all.

Rita said slowly, "Don't show what you want to be too obvious, it will be opened up by the lion." ”

His reminder was kind.

Just like after being so disgusted with himself in the misanthropy, he still misses the misanthropy.

It's like being cheap, the more misanthropic he doesn't like himself, the more he wants to make misanthropy fall in love with him again.

Looking down at the misanthropy of time, he asked with some displeasure.

"How much do you want? I still have to catch a flight, don't waste time? ”

Qingliu didn't call again, and he didn't even send it again on WeChat.

As soon as the people were coaxed, they returned to the pre-liberation period.

The misanthropy is extremely irritable, and can only vent his anger on Rita.

Rita: "I've made it clear, I want you, just you. ”

The world-weary got up decisively, "Then there is no need to talk about it." ”

"Then I'll send the picture."

Misanthropy: "......"

He was in the mood to strangle Rita now.

The world-weary got up, walked up to Rita with his long legs, bent down slightly, and said in a low voice, "Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you now." ”

"Believe, I believe everything you say."

His smiling expression made the world-weary feel sick.

"Neuropathy."

misanthropy said: "Lao Tzu doesn't like you again, you will only make me disgusted with you more and more." ”

He really didn't expect Rita to say without changing his face.

"It doesn't matter, don't I just like you?"

Rita was invulnerable, and her world-weary face darkened suddenly.

He reached out and grabbed Rita's neck, his eyes darkened with anger, "Do you really think I dare not do it? ”

The world-weary hand is very strong, and Rita is a bit feminine in her whole person, and her neck is so slender that he can hold it with one hand.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Rita's entire face changed color.

Because of the lack of oxygen, he became red, but he still didn't care at all and looked at the misanthropic with a smile.

It seems a little weird to outsiders.

The waiter noticed the situation on their side, and the eyes of several people kept looking over.

The misanthropy lowered his voice, "Give me the picture, or I'll really kill you." ”

Rita was pinched and struggled to speak, "Baby, you don't dare." ”

The world-weary eyes were stained blood-red.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "You see if I dare." ”

The veins on the back of his hand flare, and Rita threatens him like this, he is really angry and almost loses his mind.

"Misanthropy."

There was a calm and light sound behind him.

Almost instantly, the world-weary could tell whose voice it was.

Before his brain could react, the movement of his hand had already quickly released Rita's neck.

Rita was given room to breathe, and was a little weak as she lay on the table gasping for air.

The familiar footsteps behind him walked slowly.

Even the sound of footsteps can be heard misanthropy, this is Qingliu's.

"Coincidentally, meet again, Rita."

Qingliu took the initiative to greet Ruita, her voice was clear and beautiful, and her eyes did not smile at all.

The misanthropy of the world is like a child who has made a mistake, standing quietly aside.

Rita steadied her breath and looked up with a smile, "It's a coincidence." ”

Qingliu set his eyes on the misanthropic body, and asked in a faint voice, "Why don't you answer my call?" ”

I can't hear joy, anger and sorrow, and my misanthropy is suddenly a little uncomfortable, hasn't his liu'er suffered enough?

Why do this to him.

"I ......" misanthropic didn't know what to say.

"No matter what the situation is in the future, you are not allowed to fail to answer my phone, let alone hang up."

The world-weary nodded obediently, "You must not be angry." ”

Qingliu reached out and rubbed his little head, smiling faintly.

"I'm not angry, I'm worried about you."

The world-weary eyes turned red as soon as they brushed.

He lowered his head and pursed his lips.

Rita looked at the scene in front of her with some coldness.

"Misanthropy, it seems that we can't talk about it today."

There was an unspoken threat in his tone.

Clear and clear eyes fell on Rita, and she sat down in her original position of misanthropy, "What are you talking about?" Just talk to me. ”

Rita didn't like Qingliu talking to herself in this tone very much, and asked with a smile on her face, "You want to talk to me?" This is something I'm about the misanthropy, or you might as well get the consent of the misanthropy. ”

Rita looked at the misanthropic eye.

Does he really want to tell Qingliu about this?

Misanthropy is also in a dilemma.

He didn't want to lie to Qingliu, but he wanted to deal with it himself without telling Qingliu.

Qingliu just said casually, "Why don't I guess?" ”

The world-weary and Rita were stunned.

Qingliu picked up the coffee that he had drunk in front of him, and took a sip slowly, "Confession to the misanthropy?" Do you want him to go to KUKU, or threaten him to stay with you? ”

Rita's face changed, and she squinted her eyes and asked, "You put a bugging device on your misanthropic body?" ”

Qingliu sneered, "I installed a bugging device in his heart. ”

The misanthropy is innocent, as long as you understand him, you can see what he is thinking with one expression.

Rita isn't a good guy either, it's easy to guess.

Qingliu observed the expressions of the two of them, "It seems to be a threat." ”

Rita opened her mouth, her face a little unpleasant.

Qingliu looked down at the time, drank the coffee in the cup, and got up to take the world-weary hand.

"It's too late to fly, let's go."

The world-weary looked at Qingliu with some blankness, and said in a low voice, "No." ”

Rita felt a little ridiculous, "You really don't care or are you pretending?" ”

Qingliu turned his head, and a faint smile hung on the corner of the lips of the breezy and gentle young man, "You can send it at will, I don't care." ”

Rita slammed the table and stood up, "You fart." ”