Chapter 321： A Qing brother, I am wrong~

Chapter 321 Aqing brother, I am wrong~

Sorry.

Cloud painting bit her lip, and looked at Bo Siqing with uneasiness. Her voice was very light, but she was full of ambiguity.

"Sorry, I know it is wrong."

She whispered.

Bo Siqing is still sitting in a wheelchair, his brows are cold and his eyes are like ice, as if he didn't hear the cloud paintings at all.

The cloud began to lick his lower lip, biting, sucking, and folding...

After a long time, she took a small step by step and moved to the side of Bo Siqing. She stretched out the sleeve of the thin and thin shirt, and she was pleased with the sound: "I know it is wrong..."

"I really know it is wrong." The cloud portrait is a child who is pleased with the parents. He licks his sleeve and he ignores her. Then he will take another look and then lick it...

When I was not careful, the button on the sleeve of the shirt was actually taken off by her!

Looking at the hand-made exquisite pure white jade material button, the cloud painting is very breezy, just crying without tears!

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, this... It's too weak! What brand, don't buy it again in the future!" Cloud painting said with some anger.

Bo Siqing finally looked up and gave her a look: "Customized."

"..." The face of the cloud painting is even redder. "Oh, then, will I help you sew it up? I will tell the master next time, the button should be nailed firmly..."

Staring at his calmest eyes, the cloud painting gradually disappeared, and he still looked at him with uneasiness.

She bit her lip, and the little hand groaned and hesitated again, sneaked over his sleeve and gently grabbed the slender hand of his slender hand on the arm of the wheelchair...

Seeing that he did not move, did not open her.

The cloud painting is a bit bolder.

She clenched his little finger and shook it gently: "Aqing brother, I know it is wrong, I really know it is wrong..."

The body of Bo Siqing was slightly stiff and his throat was slightly stunned.

The sound of cloud painting is lower: "I know that you are for me. Thank you for not talking to my mom. I really know that I am wrong. I promise that there will never be any more thoughts in the future. Really! Believe me, okay?"

"I am really sorry, I passed all the risks and pressures on you. I know this is not right... I am really wrong."

"A Qing brother, thank you for being so good to me. I really promise that I will never be so stupid again, okay?"

Cloud painting swayed his hand with his little finger and looked at him with expectation.

Bo Siqing’s gaze finally moved to her face and confronted her with her eyes: “Are you guaranteed?”

"Yeah." Seeing that he finally spoke, the cloud painting was so happy that she quickly nodded like a garlic. "Well, I promise! I can write a guarantee! Good to me!"

Bo Siqing stared at her for a few seconds and nodded: "Good."

The eyes of the cloud painting instantly light up: "Do you believe me? Great, thank you... well, thank you Aqing brother, you are the best!"

"I said that it is good to write a letter of guarantee, good!"

"..." The cloud paintings that are cheering, suddenly become a stiff, drumming gangsters incredulously looking at Bo Siqing: the trust between people? ! Really can only be reflected through the guarantee?

Ok, how do you fill in the pit you dug?

Write it and write it. It is the most important thing to be able to make people better!

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(End of this chapter)