Chapter 1793: Waiting gentle 69

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The little teacher certainly did not believe what Xing Shiliang was saying. I thought Xing Twelve was just playing with her!
When she was blind dated during the day, she had already taught him that his mouth was open!
Besides, Xing Shier's thin body doesn't look like Spider-Man, Iron Man, or any other flying man!
It's just to underestimate him, OK?
Seeing the little teacher doubting his ability, Xing Shiliang was slightly unhappy, and he hummed and answered:
"Don't say you live on the 16th floor. Even if you live on the 160th floor, I can easily climb up!"
"You ... Are you a professional thief?" The little teacher asked in amazement.
After all, one person bluntly climbed the wall so easily, she couldn't think of any other legitimate profession.
It's not just underestimated his problems now, but also slandering him, slandering him!
"You, even if you look down on me, you still smear me now ?!"
Xing Twelve became angry, "Suddenly I am a thief? Hehe! Is this how you, a people's teacher, can speak well?"
"Besides, is there anything valuable in your family to steal? Are these just a few broken books?" Xing Shierting snortly.
"So, what did you do when you came to my house with a black light? What are your bad intentions and intentions?"
An unfamiliar man, with only one side, appeared coldly in his bedroom, and bluntly said that he came in by climbing up the wall; how can he be regarded as a normal person? !!
Thanks to her good psychological quality, she changed to other girls, and she might be crying!
Originally, the little teacher just thought that this guy was just a big boy spoiled by his sister, but it was wayward, but at least it was not going to be bad; but now it seems ... Did you look away? !!
Xing Shiliang seemed to remember the business of climbing up to the 16th floor.
"That ... Lin Xueluo asked me to apologize to you!"
Xing Twelve hummed with a little emotion. After all, being wronged into a thief is quite unpleasant. Xing Shiliang feels that he is quite a gentleman, and quite well-trained!
"Apologize? You climbed into the sixteenth floor of my house in a black light ... just to apologize?"
Xing Shir's remarks were afraid that normal girls would not believe it.
"Otherwise ?! Don't you think I would climb up the 16th floor to see you take a bath!"
How do you hear this and feel: Only guys with negative EQ can say it!
"..." The little teacher hugged his chest conditionedly. Then I realized that I was only wearing pajamas, and it was ... hollow.
"You ..." The little teacher trembled with anger.
"Qingqing, my mother has stewed Sydney's throat, you can drink a bowl first. Your dad will be home soon, and he will have dinner soon."
The voice of a loving middle-aged woman came from the door. In particular, the sound of 'qingqing' was so full of motherhood.
Even if it was only the voice, she could hear the woman's love for her daughter.
With Xing Shiliang's reaction speed, he could jump out of the window to avoid it; but his feet seemed to be caught by others.
When Wen Qingqing, who was in slow motion, thought of going to close the door, her mother had already pushed the door in, and she also saw Xing Twelve who was walking in place.
The moment she saw Xing Twelve, Mother Wen's eyebrows were surprised, then she brightened abnormally.
"Ah? Qingqing, so you have friends? Sorry, mother forgot to knock on the door."
Mother Wen should believe in her daughter. Knowing that her daughter would not take the boy home casually.
Xing Shiliang looked at the kind-faced mother Wen, and there was an inexplicable indifference for a while.
It felt like this woman, just like the older Lin Xueluo!
"Mom ... Mom, don't get me wrong! He ... he's not me ... my friend." The girl didn't know how to explain to her mother.
"Ah? Oh! Then you talk, I'll go out and look at the pot."
In order not to embarrass her daughter, Mom Wen decided to leave her daughter's room.
"I ... I'm here to apologize."
In front of Mother Wen, Xing's voice was lowered a little, not as arrogant as it was just now.
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Well, young people, how can there be no contradictions and misunderstandings, just talk it out."
From the words and deeds of Mother Wen, she is not only a mother who loves her daughter, but also quite profound.
"Mom, mom, it's not what you think ..." Wen Qingqing was anxious.
But Mother Wen still exited the room and closed the door for her daughter.
Wen Qingqing turned back to stare at Xing Shiliang and bit his lip. "Before I have changed my mind, how can you go upstairs and go on!"
Xing Twelve snorted slightly, believing to agree with the teacher's proposal.
"If Lin Xueluo asked, you said I apologized to you! And I still take the initiative to apologize face to face!"
Xing Shiliang said as he walked toward the window; just about to cross his legs, he turned back and asked curiously, "If you change your mind ... what will you do?"
"Alarm!" The little teacher has stepped back to her bed and picked up her cell phone.
"Oh! Do you really think I'm a thief ?!"
Xing Twelve stepped out of his leg and retracted. He felt that this issue was of great character to him.
"Don't ... don't come over! If you come over again, I'll call the police!"
In fact, the little teacher just had a chance to call the police. But she hesitated again: she wanted to see if Xing Shier was a villain.
"I don't think your prejudice against me is so big! Why do you say I'm a thief? Just because I can climb a wall?"
Xing Shiliang feels that this little teacher's way of thinking is not ordinary and unreasonable. "Climbing the wall ... it's just a skill!"
"Where's my cotton jacket? Why didn't you see her come out to welcome the holy driver?"
A strong middle-aged man voice came from the living room.
"No, my dad ... my dad is back! You, you run away! Otherwise, he ... he will cut you!"
Wen Qingqing, tense, also forgot to call the police.
"Cut me? Oh! Who cuts who, that's not necessarily!"
Xing Twelve hummed. An unconscious look.
"Qingqing has friends!"
Mother Wen reminded Father Wen. It's like reminding her daughter in the room.
"Are there friends? Boyfriend or girlfriend?" Father Wen looked tense momentarily.
"Men ... Men! Qing Qing said that he is just an ordinary friend."
Before Mother Wen had finished speaking, the tall and burly man broke into her daughter's room.
So, he saw Xing Shir's face, Qingjun.
"It looks pretty good ... it's as thin as noodles! How can I protect my little cotton jacket?"
"..." This misunderstanding is really noisy!
Wen Qingqing just came forward to explain to Dad Wen, Dad Wen has dragged Xing Shiliang, "Come, young man, uncle to talk to you!"
Just talk!
Could it be that Xing Xingzhuang would be afraid that he would really not cut himself? !!
Taking this opportunity, the little teacher immediately called Lin Xueluo.
"Ms. Lin, your brother came to my house! And he said he came from the wall ... Do you want me to call the police?"