Chapter 2697: Silly White Sweet: The Lost Granddaughter of the Regal (48)

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"You...what do you say?" Although there was a lot of noise around, Ye Qing still heard what Luo said.
Deep inside, I am delighted, with an unprecedented excitement.
"Wait--" Luo dust raised his hand and turned and looked around.
The surrounding lights alternated, but I didn't see the familiar voice.
"What are you looking for?" Ye Qing looked at her very puzzledly. The original excitement had a feeling of loss.
"Don't you say that you are here today?" Luo Ding gently frowned and said: "Is there anyone else?"
"How do you know?" Ye Qing was a little surprised. After all, there was something about the bar that he didn't know very well.
Cousin and he said that after all, the business is still to be done. Some people have a small amount of things, and they will not be so noisy.
"Nothing." Her eyebrows trembled and shook her head. "I just drank too much and admit the wrong person. Some words, don't worry."
She can clearly feel that Ye Qing’s gaze is dimmed, and when the sun-filled face reveals sorrow, it makes people feel a little distressed.
But she has no way, no matter how to deal with this matter. But she is not a big saint, she has her own tasks and has her own punishment.
She can let the people who used to bully her not end well, but the emotional things, she really can't do it.
This kind of speculation is a way to complete the task, she is not comfortable, but this is the only way.
"So I can ask who is the person who wants to say that I like it?" Ye Qing smiled helplessly and touched the back of his head: "Just think that person is particularly lucky, so ask."
"Lucky?" For the first time, in the face of Ye Qing, she used the truest self to be relative.
I saw a faint smile on her mouth: "If you have to say the word 'lucky,' I am more fortunate than him."
Looking at each other, Ye Qing does not seem to really cut the light in her throat, but he knows very well...
Apart from friends, there is no longer any other relationship between them.
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At the same time, Xitang Bridge.
The heavy rain fell and there was no pedestrian on the bridge. Lu Juefeng stood in the middle of the bridge and let the rain hit his body.
He closed his eyes and gently held his heart in his right hand. It really hurts...
"You don't look very good, is the wound cracked?" Tan laughed and hurriedly caught up with him, holding the umbrella over his head: "You are talking! What is the situation?"
Just now, Ju Jufeng suddenly left the bar with his chest open. He worried about it and went up to let Mo Ling leave the protection.
It seems that there is something really right now...
"What's going on, you guessed seven or eight points?" He held the guardrail in his left hand and his fingertips gradually faded.
It really hurts, it hurts to the feeling of suffocation. No matter how hard you are, telling yourself that ‘I don’t care’ and ‘I don’t care’ is useless.
It is like a chronic poison that erodes his heart little by little. Inadvertently, the body has been poisoned, and the medicine is not medical.
"Low wind..." Looking at his slightly pale face, his sorrowful look, even his outgoing personality was full of serious look at his low-opening voice: "I don't know you like this... ..."
"I don't know him anymore." Lu Juefeng laughed and laughed: "But I am more awake than ever."