pappabearbooks Chapter 120 The Boy in the Painting (6)
Chapter 120 The Boy in the Painting (6)
Chapter 120 The Boy in the Painting (6)
I don't know if it's an illusion, but the originally cold voice seems to be smiling:
"Student? Of course not."
Gu Qingqing was a little astonished at the evidence she had so easily obtained.
But the excitement rushing to her mind quickly made her ignore what was wrong, and continued to ask the bottom line: "Then you..."
The boy interrupted her, his voice became more and more full of laughter, and said:
"I know what you want to ask."
Gu Qingqing subconsciously put the phone close to her ear.
But the electric current was harsh, and after that, there was only the sound of "beep——" hanging up.
As if mocking her naivety.
Gu Qingqing, who had been teased for a while, was stunned for a while in disbelief, then suddenly, that pretty face became distorted, and the phone hit the bed, bounced up and fell down.
"Gu, Yi, Yi!!"
Although it was the boy who did it, Gu Qingqing, who had long been used to it, had already pushed all the faults onto the little girl.
at this time.
The cell phone that was thrown at the corner of the bed rang again.
The completely different melody is naturally a special person.
For example, the real talker in this family.
That's what her mother wants to please.
Picking up the phone, seeing the word "Father" appearing on the lit screen, Gu Qingqing picked it up with a vicious smile on the corner of his lips:
"Hey, Dad, are you back?"
There was no response from the phone, only loud and subtle white noise.
Gu Qingqing felt something was wrong.
At some point, she felt that her body was a little stiff.
"Dad, dad...?"
She thought it was the illusion of her nervousness, so she sat on the bed, picked up the remote control of the air conditioner, and adjusted the temperature higher.
"Gu Yiyi fell in love early."
Although the temperature didn't rise immediately, she felt much better with the comfort in her heart. Gu Qingqing only felt that her cold hands and feet seemed to warm up.
After so many years of getting along, she knew that those words were the easiest to arouse the anger of the person on the other end of the phone.
So without hesitation.
Almost pouring beans generally did not forget to add fuel to the fire and said:
"I called Gu Yiyi, and it was the guy who answered the phone. He told me about the relationship between the two."
It's very similar to those restaurants that seem to be full of color and fragrance. In fact, when you taste the taste, the sour feeling is deceiving customers:
"Gu Yiyi next to her also admitted it."
Although her younger sister never made a sound from the beginning to the end.
But it's also the default one.
Isn't it?
The curvature of her lips became deeper and deeper.
But the father, who thought he would be furious, still didn't make a sound.
The white noise from the phone also seems to be getting louder.
Even if you don't turn on the hands-free, you can hear clearly even if you are far away.
Suddenly there was the sound of wind chimes outside the door.
As if there was a wind blowing in, Gu Qingqing felt her body was cold again, her teeth chattered, as if she had suddenly entered the cold winter.
She felt something was wrong.
When I breathed in, I could faintly smell a fragrance of flowers, which seemed to be blown in by the wind. Gu Qingqing sniffed it subconsciously, and it was not strong, but very clean and pleasant-smelling light.
This is... wisteria flower.
She was a little puzzled, hadn't this kind of plant been grown at home?
……
Looking down at the young man who hung up the phone, he was playing with her mobile phone. His slender fingers were actually a little fairer than the plush mobile phone case. His eyebrows and eyes were delicate and strange, and he did not look like a person that could exist in reality.
Miss Gu, who was still thinking about going home and slapping her in the face, approached her.
She asked softly, "Can I go back now?"
System: ...It just looks like this, I'm afraid it won't be slapped in the face.
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(End of this chapter)