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"Miss Lu, are you okay these days?"

"I'm fine, why do you ask that suddenly?" To Bai Cha, Lu Qinghuan's smile looked like a white flower blooming on a rotten mural, glaring and ugly, and he blew himself up on the spot.

"Because I saw you talking and laughing with a man in the coffee shop the other day and got into the car. I thought it was your younger brother, so I told Gu Hanhai that I missed the point. Oh, Brother Gu was there at the time. But they told me That man is not your brother..."

Bai Cha's soft voice spoke words that made Fusu vomit blood, but Lu Qinghuan's complexion changed slightly, his eyelids twitched, and his elongated eyebrows raised, but his face immediately became docile, with that eye-catching smile.

"oh, I see."

Gone?that's all?Baicha clicked her tongue in her heart. This woman was so calm when she heard her complaint. Could it be that Gu Changkong didn't trouble Lu Qinghuan, or was Lu Qinghuan still enduring it?Think it's your fault?

Seeing that gentle and pitiful face and sweet smile, Baicha slapped the bag open with such a temper, and put the bag into Lu Qinghuan's arms, pushing her and saying, "I'm sorry for this dress." No more! Whether you donate it, throw it into the trash can, or burn it to ashes, it has nothing to do with me! Don't come again!"

He closed the door with a "bang", and Fusu spewed out the hot water with a "poof", threw the paper cup into the trash can, strode over to the sun xué poking white tea, "Is there something wrong with you? gān Why lose your temper? Is this your attitude because they just came to return your clothes?"

"I feel very upset when I see her! I just want to beat her and scold her!" Bai Cha angrily walked to the desk, neither stood nor sat, pacing in the office.

"He's waiting for you under the office now." Fusu leaned on the window sill and looked out the window, pointed to Lu Qinghuan standing under the big tree holding the bag, and looked at their window apologetically.Bai Cha glanced at her and immediately closed the window and drew down the curtains, not wanting to see her again.

"It's going to change, she won't be waiting for you here all the time, will she?"

"How is it possible, does she have a steam engine in her brain?"

As soon as the hot and dry weather in May turned, the south wind blew, and the big raindrops slapped on the windows. The sound of the wind through the windows made Fusu shrink back.It was windy and windy outside, Fu Su tugged at Bai Cha who was reading the document, but Bai Cha frowned and ignored him.Fusu had no choice but to open the curtain by himself, and exclaimed, "I'm really waiting for you!"

"What?" Baicha stopped flipping through the documents, thinking of the incident where she left Lu Qinghuan in the rain at the abandoned bus station, got up and glanced out the window.That idiot Lu Qinghuan hugged the bag tightly to keep the clothes in the bag from getting wet, and just stood under the tree like a soaked chicken.

"Lend me the umbrella." Baicha dropped the document and picked up the oil-paper umbrella that Fusu had specially opened for the sake of looking good, and quickly ran downstairs, stepping on pieces of water to cover the umbrella over Lu Qinghuan's head.

"Is there something wrong with you! You can't hide when you see it's raining, and you don't care what the old clothes are doing!"

"I'm afraid that if I don't give it to you today, I won't see you in the future." Lu Qinghuan's face was covered with rain, and he looked at the angry white tea in front of him with half-opened eyes, patted the bag to wipe off the water stains on it, and opened it Look, the clothes are still dry, and he smiled and handed them to her.

"It's etiquette to return things borrowed from others to their original owners."

Seeing Lu Qinghuan's broken hair sticking to her face in strands, and her clothes soaking wet and sticking to her body, showing a perfect curve, Bai Cha couldn't laugh or cry, and took the bag.I actually didn't know what to say. Seeing that Lu Qinghuan was about to turn around and leave, I grabbed her wrist, as if holding a cold jade pot, and the coolness spread from my fingers to the cerebral cortex.

"It's raining so much, here's an umbrella for you. I'm such an adult, I don't know how to check the weather forecast when I go out." Baicha pretended to be serious and took Lu Qinghuan's hand to hold the umbrella handle, and met her eyes inadvertently, like a very Seeing the gleaming Ling Bo, he quickly withdrew his eyes and ran into the office with the bag on his back.

"Big sister, do you know how much my umbrella costs and you just give it away?" Fusu looked at Lu Qinghuan's retreating figure, inexplicably thought of Miss Lilac, and opened a slit to breathe in the air.

"It's not worth much, and it's not like she won't return it to you." Bai Cha took out the well-washed coat, which smelled of mint, and smiled quietly.

"That's fine, it can be regarded as me pulling a thread for you two."

The author has something to say: It seems that Lu Qinghuan has already moved the little devil Baicha, it's funny.

☆、Chapter 13

The sky cleared so quickly, except for a puddle on the ground, which was shining brightly, and yellow birds perched on the branches.As the owner of the oil-paper umbrella, Fusu was not in a hurry, but Baicha was anxiously walking around the house, looking outside the door and window, waiting for Lu Qinghuan to return the umbrella.

"Sister, I said, what are you doing wandering around the house? There are no bugs on the ground, and you can't get enough to eat even if you keep your head down." A reason to take a break.Baicha was anxiously scratching his back, scratching his face, and stomping his feet, giving Fusu the illusion that Baicha's stomping could make the land father-in-law jump out.

"Why hasn't she returned the umbrella yet?"

"Her?" Fusu raised an eyebrow, looked at the white tea up and down, snickered and took a sip of hot tea, and said rather teasingly: "What? You didn't even call her name, just called her? Who is she?" ? Where is she? Why hasn't she come yet?"