The old man raised his head and saw Qiao Luo, with a little surprise on his face.

I didn't seem to expect Qiao Luo to come back again.

He curled the surprise on his face and smiled faintly, "Little girl, you have asked twice."

Qiao Luo's eyes locked at the wooden box on the table and said straight, "I want to ask for it again."

"Some things are too stubborn, and the result may not be what you want." The old man said earnestly.

"I just want to ask for it again." Meeting the old man's turbid eyes, Qiao Luo said word by word, "Just once."

If it was God's will that she would have to fight against God to the end.

Seeing her firmness, the old man sighed helplessly and pushed the wooden box into front of her with thin hands.

He said hoarsely, "For your intentionality, this time it's free."

"Thank you."

After thanking each other, Qiao Luo couldn't wait to reach into the wooden box.

Without hesitation, she quickly grabbed a sign.

"Little girl, sometimes God's will is not to be violated." The old man said as he carried the wooden box back.

"It's getting late, old man, I'm going to close the shop, so you can go back early."

After saying that, he walked into the inner room with a wooden box.

Qiao Luo stood there, looking down at the sign in his palm, and an unprecedented sense of tension suddenly surged into his heart.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened the sign.

The red handwriting first saw a corner, and a surprising light burst out from her dim eyes.

The movement of opening the sign couldn't help but speed up, and the big red words invaded her vision.

It is the word "媺".

The old man came out of the house and saw that Qiao Luo had not left yet. After the light of his eyes glanced at the man standing not far away, he showed a kind smile on his face.

He reminded, "Little girl, someone is waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Luo suddenly turned around, and his elated eyes reflected the man's elegant and upright figure.

The man walked over quickly, with a faint halo lingering around his body, as if a god had arrived.

But in a moment, the man had already walked up to her.

Qiao Luo moved his lips, and before she could speak, the man reached out and took her into his arms.

The cold fragrance enveloped her, and the man pressed his thin lips against the tip of his ears, "Will we take the wooden box back?"

He bought the entire wooden box back, and he couldn't draw it once, but he kept drawing it. He didn't believe he couldn't draw the word "媞".

As long as she is happy, nothing else matters.

Qiao Luo was amused by him. She raised her head and the tips of her eyes were stained with water vapor. "I got it."

She raised the sign in her hand, and a red word "Ji" came into his eyes.

Long Beijue's lips slowly curled up, and he reached out to wipe the water from the corner of her eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Are you happy?"

Qiao Luo smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Yes."

As long as she doesn't give up, there will still be a glimmer of hope.

Long Beijue reached out and pinched her face, asking for a question in his heart, "What is this signing request?"

What exactly can make her so persistent?

Qiao Luo stood on tiptoe and approached his ear, exhaling like orchid, "Secret, secret."

Long Beijue was amused and crying, and his arms around her waist were tucked and he hugged her tightly.

Tang Xin's teasing voice came, with a smile on his face, "We haven't eaten dinner yet, you two will stuff our dog food again, we really can't eat it later."

Looking at the two people hugging each other, Rong Tian joked, "That's right, you couple want to show off their affection and go back to show off. It's not suitable to do this in public."

Long Beijue glanced at them, "If you envy me, you can do it too."

Qiao Luo leaned in his arms and finally smiled again on his face.

"I don't want to be on the hot search again tomorrow." Tang Xin rolled her eyes and urged, "I'm starving to death, go back quickly."

The four of them laughed out loud at the same time, sweeping away the dull atmosphere just now.

Watching them leave, the old man smiled and shook his head.

It's better to be young.

On the way back, Qiao Luo kept smiling at the corner of his lips, and he was in a good mood.

When I arrived at the hotel, it was already dark.

Booked a seat in the hotel restaurant, and the four of them went straight there.

In addition to Qiao Luo ordered juice, Long Beijue and the other two ordered red wine.

The ordering of food was left to two men, and Tang Xin was busy chatting, "Qiao Luo, are you tired?"

Qiao Luo shook his head.

"Then we'll have supper to form a party?" Tang Xin asked.

Qiao Luo chuckled, "Play mahjong?"

Tang Xin nodded, "Well, I'm idle anyway, I'm just idle, play a few games and relax."

"Four of us?" she asked.

"No, there is Lan Xi, I promised him and call him one when playing mahjong."

Qiao Luo's tone was stunned, "Lan Xi?"

Tang Xin smiled and said, "Yes, he is probably bored to stay alone in the room, but if you mind, I won't call him over and let the four of us play."

Qiao Luo was stunned, and then thought of the loneliness of Lan Xi when she was alone in the room.

She said indifferently, "Don't mind."

"That's right, I'll call him together later."

On the side, Rong Tian handed the menu to the waiter, turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "When will you be so good with Lan Xi?"

Everyone cares about Lan Xi and he is bored when he is alone in the room.

Hearing the taste of his words, Tang Xin couldn't help laughing, "Last time, you had a good chat with Lan Xi, so where are you jealous now?"

Rong Tian leaned closer and leaned against her shoulder, "To be honest, do you think Lan Xi is better than me?"

"Indeed." Long Beijue attacked unceremoniously.

Rong Tian, ​​“…”

Or is it his brother, which side he is on?

He looks so handsome and handsome, what do he look at? Do you know how to appreciate it?

Tang Xin gave Long Beijue a blank look and snorted, "Don't stand and talk without any pain in your back, don't provoke the relationship between us when you get the opportunity."

Rong Tian asked, "Then, who is the best person you think?"

Tang Xinqi smiled and slapped him in the chest, "You have asked this question eight hundred times. You look good, you are the best."

Rong Tian curled his lips and said, "Personal."

Tang Xin complained, "You still ask if you think it's perfunctory."

Every day, what are you doing?

Qiao Luo looked at them and felt like he was singing a double act, and couldn't help laughing.

After a while, the waiters served the dishes one after another.

Long Beijue picked up the wine glass and handed it to Qiao Luo, deliberately teasing her, "Do you want to taste it?"

Qiao Luo glanced at him, pushed his hand away, "Go aside."

Tang Xin confirmed curiously, "Qiao Luo, can you not drink any wine at all?"

There are no outsiders here, Joe Lo admitted frankly, "Yeah."

Tang Xin said regretfully, "What a pity, this wine tastes pretty good."

Qiao Luo pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at the wine glass in their hands, feeling uninterested.

It’s better to touch wine less, at least for her.

She still wants to be image, and she can avoid it if she can get drunk.
Chapter completed!