Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual

  Chapter 109 Poke Heart

   I can't tell what it feels like, but the heartbeat is getting faster and faster, the blood flow is also accelerating, and it becomes hotter.

  His gaze moved down a little unconsciously, and landed on Lu Nan's lips, his blood became even more agitated!

Grass!

   I scolded in my heart, I don't know what I was scolding, but I just felt very **** for no reason.

   Didn't you come to ask about the little girl? What the **** are you thinking now!

   Smoothing his hair, Que Ze's brows and eyes were irritable, but he also felt that it was even more unpleasant to see the little girl leaving in such a short time, so under the balance between the two, he forcibly suppressed the hotness and froze.

  …

   In the end, he didn’t stay still, the more he wanted to ignore the hotness that burst out from the bottom of his heart, the more his heart burned.

   After a hasty confession to the little girl, he first made excuses and ran away.

   But what made him a little bit heartbroken was that when the little girl heard that he was going to leave, she just nodded and said "oh".

  Too indifferent.

   Lu Nan didn't care, and turned back upstairs to rest.

   Que Ze left Jingyun District, but came across Zhou's car not far away, his brows furrowed even more.

  He took out the phone directly, and ordered in a cold voice: "The security force will be strengthened again! I am not allowed to let anyone who is not an internal resident!"

  In the cold and stern eyes, the dark eyes are very frightening.

  …

   When Que Ze returned to the old house of the Que family, except for some servants, there were almost no extra figures. A few days ago, Lei Cheng and the others went back first, and the old house of the Que family was vacant.

  He doesn't come back to this place very often, but today he is really irritable, and the empty environment of Que's house is more suitable for him to calm down.

  He entered the door, but felt someone other than the servant.

  On the sofa in the living room, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in denim overalls was lying on the sofa holding a tablet and giggling, her two calves were raised and dangling in the air, looking very lively.

   Que Ze was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Que Yan, why did you come here?"

  Que Yan slapped the tablet to cover it, sitting up she was more surprised than Que Ze: "I'll go! Second cousin, why did you come back suddenly!?"

   Que Ze frowned, and Que Yan immediately covered her mouth: "Slip of the tongue!"

  Although she complained in her heart, she had a happy smile on her face and looked at Que Ze acting like a baby: "Second cousin, let me stay with you for a while, I don't want to go back to third uncle's house."

She stared at Que Ze's expression, and when she saw that he was about to refute, she immediately said: "Second cousin, you must not worry about me living outside, right? I am only fifteen years old, so weak and helpless, you are pitiful Is it mine? And you don’t often live in the old house, so it won’t have much impact if I live here, right.” While speaking, he raised his hands and promised, “I will never disturb your work! Don’t ask, don’t be curious, and don’t worry about it.” I won't mess with your things!" Blinking and blinking, trying to make himself look more pitiful.

   Que Ze: "..." Trouble!

  Although he found it troublesome, he still let Que Yan stay. He also knew that living in the third uncle's house was uncomfortable. Every year when Que Yan couldn't live in school during the holidays, she would find a way to run back to the old house to stay for a few days. Third Uncle and the others wouldn't come to the old house, so they didn't care about Que Yan.

   Besides, among the Que family's peers, the only one who is close to him is Que Yan. Obviously, everyone of his generation is afraid of him, and even those of his older generation are more or less afraid of him. Only this girl, who is so big, dared to stick behind him the first time she saw him. Courageous or big-hearted.

   I think I may be prone to dementia... I can make the same low-level mistake twice...

   In short! sorry! Take your own responsibility! Slag Mozi begs for forgiveness from all the cuties! Make sure to check it carefully before sending it!

  (end of this chapter)