Luo Ning didn't react and asked in a daze: "What?"

The other end gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "I'll tell you to go downstairs! Come to the entrance of the community!"

"What are you doing at the entrance of the community?" Luo Ning was confused and didn't understand what he was playing.

Bo Qiancheng seemed very dissatisfied with her dullness, and finally opened his voice impatiently and shouted: "If you want to come, come! Why do you do so much nonsense? Hurry up! There are so many mosquitoes here, I'm so itchy!"

Hearing this, Luo Ning finally understood, rolled over and flipped off the bed, without wearing any slippers, and ran from the bedroom to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, narrowed her eyes and looked towards the entrance of the community.

It was almost eight o'clock, but because it was summer with long days and short nights, although the sky was a little dark, it was not completely dark. You could vaguely see someone standing under the tree at the entrance of the community - from time to time, twisting and waving, and kicking his legs. Those who don't know thought they were dancing square dances.

Luo Ning didn't feel real about Bo Qiancheng's sudden visit. She stared at the dark spot and asked in disbelief: "That person under the tree...is it really you?"

As soon as he asked this, the man walked out of the tree, tied his black coat around his waist, raised his head and looked around, as if he wanted to find her position from hundreds of windows.

Luo Ning found it funny inexplicably, and made the other party yell: "Why are you laughing at me? Who is not me? Come down quickly!"

Seeing that he was annoyed, Luo Ning covered her mouth and laughed, responding to the words "wait" and hung up the phone.

I didn't have time to change my clothes, so I simply wore a suspender dress and went to the entrance to wear shoes. When I opened the door, I remembered something again, turned around and took the cauliflower, and then hurried downstairs.

The scorching heat of the sun during the day has not yet dissipated. The rich atmosphere of plants is floating in the air, and the cicadas are still noisy, blending with the laughter of three or three in the community, dissipating the wind.

Luo Ning rushed to the entrance of the community. Not far away, the black shoulder bag on the boy's waist was so bulging that it was eye-catching, and I didn't know what it was stuffed.

She pushed open the iron bar and trotted over—

The skirt decorated with florals, the soft hair in the shawl, the slightly opened light cherry-colored lips, and the eyes that were wide open because of surprise. These tiny details blew into whom's heart with the hot summer wind.

Bo Qiancheng's breathing stagnated and turned his face away in panic.

He didn't care about waving the annoying mosquitoes around him, and his hands that were frozen beside him slowly clenched into fists, as if this would prevent his heart from beating so strongly.

Fat Ball is wearing a shoulder-shoulder dress! He also spreads his hair, which makes his heart beat faster!

In a moment, Luo Ning had arrived in front of him.

His white forearm reached his eyes and held a bottle of flower dew in his hand: "Here, wipe it quickly! There are many mosquitoes under the tree, and it's really a bite!"

Seeing that he didn't answer, he handed it forward again. The tip of the boy's ears hidden under his hair turned red. He grabbed the bottle and said angrily: "Who wants you to care!"

But after just a little complaint, she brought down the cauliflower. How much she likes to meddle in the end?

Now, not only the bitten parts, but the whole body began to itch.

He quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and dripped water on his exposed calves and arms. He sprinkled too much in one breath, so that his palms were so hot that the rich fragrance stimulated his breath, and he couldn't help but turn his head and sneeze.

Luo Ning laughed at him: "Why are you applying so much? You have to pour a bottle for you."

"You have to care!" He rubbed his nose and sneezed again, causing dissatisfaction, "At worst, I can buy you another bottle!"

"Who told you this! I'm afraid you'll apply too much spicy skin." Luo Ning twisted the lid and asked, "How did you find my house?"

"How else can I find it? That woman from Joeman said."

"But..." Luo Ning tightened her hand holding the bottle, hesitated for a while, and still exposes his lie in embarrassment, "Joman she doesn't know that I live here."

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward. The boy lowered his head, and the beads of sweat crawled along the outline of his face to the tip of his chin, and fell to the ground.

He didn't know how to say that, he asked the little brother one by one before he found her address indirectly. Then he rushed over and struggled at the entrance of the community for an hour. In the end, he couldn't stand the bite by the mosquitoes, so he finally made a call.

My dry throat was blocked by silence, and I couldn't find a suitable reason for a while.

Luo Ning felt that if she continued to ask questions, this person would be frozen here tonight.

So he changed the subject and pointed to his bulging shoulder bag and asked, "What's the drumming thing about?"

The man who was about to become stiff finally moved. He patted his bag twice and said loudly: "That! Actually, I don't play fighting games very much. I tried the Iron Fist for the first time today, so..." He was ashamed to say the following words, and tightened his lips and stopped talking.

Luo Ning didn't doubt the truth or falsehood of this. First, she didn't understand the game, and second, she felt that there was no need for Bo Qiancheng to lie - after all, the person who competed with him was Ye Jing, not her.

He nodded: "Everyone has something he is not good at, just a game, don't take it to heart."

He was angry for a long time, and after a few words, he was relieved. His tight jaw relaxed in an instant, and his whole body returned to his previous arrogant look.

The shoulder bag was suddenly opened, and the colorful muttons squeezed into their sight.

Bo Qiancheng proudly showed off: "I'm all picking up this! Although I'm not good at fighting games, no one can compare to me by catching dolls! The little white-faced person probably won by chance and was guilty of running so fast, for fear that I would pull him to compete with others."

He rubbed his nose, like a peacock with his head held high and spread his screen. He waved his hand generously, "Forget it, I won't bother with him."

Seeing Luo Ning staring at the puppet full of her bags, she also lowered her head and grabbed a fat hamster with a twitch, and laughed, "This! Look at this! It looks like you, fat ball, and your cheeks are full of flesh."

Luo Ning's lips were originally smiling, but after hearing this, she suddenly collapsed and asked unhappily: "What the hell are you looking for me?"

They all chased her house, but they wouldn't just grab a hamster and say she was fat, right?

Bo Qiancheng didn't realize that his words had completely offended a young girl in the flower season, and asked shamelessly: "How about it? I'm better than a young man, right? He can't catch so many dolls."

The curve of the boy's lips expanded, revealing a small tiger's teeth. Luo Ning seemed to see the big tail shaking behind him.

It's like waiting for praise... Husky.

She wanted to touch his dog's head by chance... Cough, it's not right, it's the head.

Bo Qiancheng, who had not waited for a long time to answer, urged him anxiously again: "Is it? Fat Qiu, you are talking!"

He said he was fat, and Luo Ning wanted to say "No" to fight back, but he thought of his pitiful look with his head hanging down in the video game hall, and he couldn't bear it, so he nodded against his conscience.

This pseudo-recognition full of sympathy brought the boy's hearty smile. Now, both of the little tiger teeth were exposed, making him look more like a canine.

He tore off his shoulder bag and took it around her neck.

Luo Ning felt her shoulders sinking, and subconsciously hugged her bulging body. Unexpectedly, several dolls rolled down. She shouted with distress: "It fell off! Pick it up!"

Bo Qiancheng slowly picked up the dolls, patted the ashes, threw them back into her bag, and laughed at her for fuss: "A big pocket of doll, why are you anxious about? If it's dirty, throw it away."

"No matter how many more you can catch them, you will catch them one by one. How can you just throw them away?"

This sentence...is absolutely deadly!

Bo Qiancheng felt his heart suddenly numb, and he lowered his eyebrows and saw her eyes wide open, like a little hamster with hairy hair. He couldn't help but lift his hand and rubbed her head.

So soft...

It seems to have a fragrant smell, which smells very good...

His palms were hot, and the temperature spread from the top of his head, making Luo Ning's face a little hot.

The soft and soft voice complained: "What are you doing! My hair is messy."

His hand had already been retracted a few inches, and he heard this and rubbed it deliberately. The corners of his lips were curled up stubbornly, and he smiled and said, "Oh! We have a fat ball and a little temper."

Luo Ning glared at him angrily, knowing that scheming with the rogue was a result of no result, so she was too lazy to answer the conversation and asked, "What are you going to do on my neck with your bag?"

The boy finally withdrew his hand, his lips curled and his shoulders seemed to be stiffer.

Luo Ning looked at him for a moment, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

But when he saw him turn his face, his lips moved quickly, and he said in a low voice: "I'll give it to you."

"Hmm?" Luo Ning didn't hear it clearly and leaned forward and asked, "What?"

Fuck! Who would say such disgusting words a second time!

Bo Qiancheng raised his head crazy, glared at her viciously, and shouted, "Forget it if you didn't hear it!"

He felt uncomfortable all over, so he simply put his hands in his pocket and lifted his foot to leave - his chaotic pace seemed to be running away in panic.

Luo Ning protected the shoulder bag in her arms to prevent the tutu from falling out. She chased him with difficulty, and shouted while running: "Hey! Your shoulder bag!"

The boy walked faster and almost ran. He didn't look back and shouted in a panic: "No!"

Luo Ning was wearing thin sandals on her feet and couldn't run fast. After chasing her for a while, she couldn't catch up. She could only stare at her back speechlessly, try to raise the decibels, and ask loudly: "What are you doing for me if you don't want it?"

It’s a pity that Bo Qiancheng has gone far away and her voice is too low to convey it.

The sky seemed to darken in an instant.

Street lights are lit one after another, like fireflies flowing on the night of the river beach in summer.

The back, which was gradually fading away, was covered with hazy layers of night, but was vaguely outlined by the soft lights.

She looked at it for a long time until she couldn't see it again.
Chapter completed!