bookmarkrole Chapter 119 The Boy in the Painting (5)
Chapter 119 The Boy in the Painting (5)
Chapter 119 The Boy in the Painting (5)
The force from the waist tightened and hurt a little, as if to rub her into the body.
The little girl thought blankly.
He said that, it seems to be counted...
"Jingle bell~"
At this time, the phone rang again.
Gu Yiyi looked over, and Mu Chen followed the little girl's gaze.
It's still the word "sister".
As if persevering, after waiting for more than 40 seconds to automatically hang up, it rang again.
"Jingle bell~"
The original owner of this world is an only child, and likewise, a single-parent family.
Her mother died in a car accident when the original owner was five years old.
A month later, the original owner's father led the stepmother and step-sister into the door step by step. The original owner, who was still young at that time, stood by the window, silently looking through the glass, watching the three people talking and laughing beside the car.
From these few things, we can clearly see the status of the original owner in the family.
Therefore, the little girl gently pushed Mu Chen beside her.
With his eyes, he gestured to the mobile phone that rang again on the ground.
"I'm going to answer the phone."
The corners of the young man's lips were still smiling, but the bloody mist around him seemed to be thicker, as if it had turned into a liquid, solidified and thick, pressing heavily on his body.
In the silence, the little girl's heart gradually sank, becoming uneasy.
Muchen in this world made her dare not act recklessly as usual.
"Okay."
Unexpectedly, the boy actually agreed, and his gentle and chuckling voice came from next to his ear:
"As long as Yiyi wants, I will give it to you."
Gu Yiyi was even more disturbed. She picked up the phone, and an angry female voice came from inside:
"Gu Yiyi!"
"Are you looking for death? I called you four times before answering!!"
Because of the guilty conscience of lying, the girl's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "I was in the studio just now, so I didn't hear it."
"Studio?" Gu Qingqing was relentless, or she had long been accustomed to such condescending sarcasm: "What's the use of that thing? Will you make money as a performer in the future?"
Immediately afterwards, when she was talking about business, the voice from the mobile phone was a little distorted, but she couldn't conceal the maliciousness of gloating:
"Father will be back soon, and you are still fooling around outside."
"I think you won't have to come back for a month."
If you really want to be notified, why didn't you say so earlier?
But when it was too late, she said it in a charitable tone. When others were anxious, she watched the show from the sidelines.
The little girl pursed her lips.
Anyway, there is no limit in this world.
She certainly wasn't going to be a doormat.
But before Gu Yiyi had time to say anything, a white and well-proportioned fingertip stretched out beside her.
He easily took the phone over.
She turned her head.
Seeing the young man's eyes were a little gloomy.
The smile that had been curled up at the corners of his lips also disappeared, and there was a faint icy coldness at the end of his eyes.
Gu Yiyi obediently closed her mouth.
The boy's glazed eyes glanced casually at the note on the phone screen, and his tone was harsh:
"Yiyi is here with me, what's the matter with you?"
Hearing a boy's voice from the phone, Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then, as if thinking of something fun, her smile became more intense.
Gu Yiyi, don't blame me... You came here to give me the excuse.
She gently stretched out her hand and pressed the recorder.
Originally, her voice softened, like a big sister next door, she pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Are you Yiyi's classmate?"
No, you fag purple and green paint guys, do you want to make a colorful Mary Sue and summon the dragon?
(End of this chapter)