Go Through My Demon Host

"Yeah, I know." A faint smile swept across his lips, dyed white to answer, picked up the coffee, took a sip, the original love pattern had been integrated into the coffee at some point.

She lowered her eyes, and there was a faint smile in the bottom of her eyes. It was ethereal and illusory, giving people an unreal and dreamy feeling. However, this mysterious distortion of beauty made her look like a pure white angel. Spotless.

Qin Chuyu was really amazed, well, by the girl in front of her.

"Yes, can you leave the contact information?" Qin Chuyu's ears rose with a blush, God, she was surprised by a girl. It was definitely because the person in front of her was so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Okay." Ranbai tilted his head, and looked at Qin Chuyu with a pair of slender and beautiful peach eyes with a smile, and bent his lips.

The girl held the off-white mobile phone in her slender, white hands, raised her chin slightly, and said in a sweet and soft voice, "Your phone number?"

Qin Chuyu blushed and coughed lightly. He suppressed his thoughts and reported his phone number.

Until he left, Qin Chuyu was dizzy and lost in the girl's sweet and clean smile.

Ranbai lowered her eyes, took a serious look at the phone number, and the corners of her lips curled into a smile that was not a smile.

Ranbai said thoughtfully to Fengluo: "Tong'er, don't you feel that this young lady is more beautiful than before?"

Feng Luo: "..."

"So host, did you agree to add her mobile phone number because this young lady is good-looking?"

"Do you think I look like this kind of person?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows and asked, "I agreed because of the beauty and temperament of the young lady."

Feng Luo: "..."

I was speechless.

As far as rhetoric is concerned, I only serve my host.

What is the difference between the two you mentioned? ? ?

Qin Chuyu, who walked out of the coffee shop, took a while to react.

It seems that she only told Ranbai of her cell phone number, but Ranbai has not given her the cell phone number of Ranbai!

Omg.

Qin Chuyu slapped her forehead with a slap.

I almost cried myself stupidly.

If Ranbai doesn't call her, how can she communicate with Ranbai? ! !

Qin Chuyu gritted his teeth, but turned around and decided to go back and try his luck. If the dyed white is still there, he must call the phone number! ! !

"elder sister."

Just as Qin Chuyu was about to go back the same way, a soft and weak voice came over.

This familiar voice made Qin Chuyu stop.

She turned back and looked at the person not far away.

The man was wearing a snow-white dress, a smiling face with a big palm, weak facial features, a pair of watery apricot eyes, coupled with that weak temperament, which was particularly pitiful.

Qin Chuyu sneered and looked down at the person not far away, "Qin Chuan."

Qin Chuan smiled weakly, and walked forward in small steps, "Sister, I didn't even know that you were able to get out of the traffickers because of the help of the girl just now."

Listening to Qin Chuan's words, Qin Chuyu looked at her, "What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything either." Qin Chuan said, "Sister, why do you have to confront me? Are our sisters not getting along well?"

Qin Chuyu's face sank, leaned over, and whispered in Qin Chuan's ear, his voice was filled with endless coldness: "Qin Chuan, if you say this, you have a clear conscience?"