Chapter 130 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 132

It's not wrong to say that he is stupid, cute and silly every day. He doesn't even know that he has a fiancé, and he likes him very much.

Qin Qiao's face turned red, and she was about to lose her grip, "Uncle Nine, pull me a little bit, please, hurry up..."

Qin Qiao became soft and cute again, and asked Zhan Qing for help.

Lu Cheng, who lived in the guest room on the third floor, heard the sound and opened the window.

Seeing someone lying on Qin Qiao's window, she shouted, "Grandson, don't move!"

Where did Qin Qiao think that there would be a sudden voice coming from upstairs, and it was Lucheng...

Frightened, her hand slipped, she leaned back, and was about to fall, but Zhan Qing grabbed her hand and pulled her up...

When Qin Qiao leaned back, Lu Cheng saw her face clearly, and shouted again, "Damn, be quiet!"

When Qin Qiao was frightened just now, her blushing face returned to its original blood color, but it turned a little pale again.

"Thank you Uncle Jiu for saving your life...Why is Brother Lu here?" Qin Qiao slumped on the carpet and said to Zhan Qing.

The hatred in Qin Qiao's heart, shit, why is it so unlucky tonight.

Qin Qiao raised her eyes and inadvertently saw that her bed sheet and quilt had been changed. This... who changed it?

Her bed sheet was changed by the servant yesterday, and she was asleep at night, so the servant would not come in to change it, could it be Uncle Jiu?

"You used to sneak out at night?" Zhan Qing asked, taking out a cigarette and lightly lighting it on the table.

"Not often, just two or three times..." Qin Qiao lowered her head and whispered.

"Why didn't you fall to death?" Zhan Qing sneered.

Qin Qiao, who had her head down, suddenly raised her head and said seriously, "Uncle Jiu, I'm still angry with you."

Zhan Qing paused as he lit his cigarette, how could this brat remember this?

"So?" Zhan Qing narrowed his eyes, and there was danger in his deep eyes.

"So, I don't want to talk to you!"

Qin Qiao slowed down for a while, stood up from the carpet, rubbed her gauze-wrapped arm, and showed it to Uncle Jiu on purpose.

Even if Uncle Jiu was exhausted, he would never have thought that she was a little goblin.

Even Uncle Tong took care of her every day, such a caring person.

They didn't even realize that she was a girl, all thanks to that woman Song Yiren who raised her as a boy since she was a child.

"Qin Qiao, talk to me well, have you grown up?"

Zhan Qing showed the majesty of an elder, he sneaked out at night, he was not angry yet, but he got angry first.

"Why does grandma let me enter the family tree, but Uncle Jiu doesn't allow it?"

Qin Qiao asked angrily, her handsome hair was a little disheveled, and her disobedient eyes looked like a rebellious teenager, contradicting and questioning his parents.

"Does Uncle Jiu not like me?"

Zhan Qing held a whole cigarette in his palm and crushed it.

The Adam's apple slid once, then again.

Don't you like it?

Of course not, he likes this brat very much, and loves him more than any junior.

A kind of affection that he considered morbid.

"Uncle Jiu doesn't talk, he just doesn't like it...Uncle Jiu doesn't let me enter the family tree because he hates me..."

Qin Qiao lowered her head as she spoke, her voice choked with sobs.

"Nonsense, how could Uncle Jiu hate you? Doesn't he love you enough?"

Zhan Qing said this with pampering helplessness.

He even felt that he doted on Qin Qiao a little too much.

He even started to wonder if he was sick.

"However, Uncle Jiu doesn't allow my surname to be Zhan, no matter how painful it is, the name is not justified!"