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The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss
Chapter 208 - The Childish Lu ZhichenChapter 208: The Childish Lu Zhichen
Xing Xiaolang had been sent over by Beibei not long after it was born. Most of the time, it was Xing Jiuan who took care of it.
However, it was completely different from its master. It acted one way in front of others and acted another way in front of others. It was once known as a drama queen.
When it was with Xing Jiuan, it was extremely obedient. In Xing Jiuan’s eyes, Xing Xiaolang was an especially obedient child.
However, Lin Feng had something to say about this.
Whenever he touched its head, he had almost been bitten several times.
Every time he wanted to touch it, he would be snarled at.
Everyone found it strange.
After having a few people try it out, they finally confirmed that Xing Xiaolang’s obedience and gentleness were all for Little Junior Sister.
It was the same for Xing Xiaoguai now.
It clearly had some similarities with Xing Xiaolang, whom it had never met before.
When it faced others, it was so naughty that it gave one a headache. Occasionally, it would even ignore them coldly.
Facing Xing Jiuan, it was like a little angel.
On this point, Ou Qi, who had never been paid much attention to, probably had the most say.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMu Qing and the others left quickly while Xing Jiuan returned to the bedroom.
She went to take a shower first and came out drenched. She sat on the bed.
She picked up her phone and saw that Lu Zhichen had sent her a message.
Actually, Lu Zhichen was not very diligent in sending her messages. However, he did it mostly every one or two days. The frequency would not make her feel disgusted, but she would not forget him either.
He did not know Xing Jiuan’s attitude toward him now, but he roughly knew that she did not hate him very much.
Otherwise, he would not be able to send any messages at all.
Lu Zhichen, who had been waiting patiently, was not disappointed.
[21st: Yes.]
Just one simple word made Lu Zhichen smile.
[Lu Zhichen: Warlord is bullying me again today. Do you want to comfort me?]
[21st: …Warlord is very obedient.]
[Lu Zhichen: It’s not obedient. It always scares me.]
[Lu Zhichen: I was bullied very badly.]
[21st: …]
[Lu Zhichen: 21st, comfort me.]
[Lu Zhichen: Otherwise, I won’t be able to recover.]
[21st: Then continue to be sad.]
When Lu Zhichen saw Xing Jiuan’s response, he was stunned for a moment before he couldn’t help but laugh again. “Cold girl.”
[Lu Zhichen: (Aggrieved.jpg)]
When she saw the aggrieved emoji Lu Zhichen had sent, Xing Jiuan felt helpless.
Lu Zhichen’s image in her previous life had been completely destroyed by himself.
In Xing Jiuan’s eyes, the most obvious trait of the current Lu Zhichen was his childishness.
[21st: Childish.]
[Lu Zhichen: Shouldn’t you be consoling me??]
[Lu Zhichen: (Shocked.jpg)]
[21st: Who asked you to defame Warlord?]
[21st: I’m a fan and you’re a hater.]
[21st: Don’t talk to me.]
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm[Lu Zhichen: !!!]
Xing Jiuan looked at the three exclamation marks and smiled for no reason.
However, in the next second, she received a video call from Lu Zhichen.
There was also a message from him.
[Lu Zhichen: I’ll show you Warlord.]
Xing Jiuan looked at herself. Her hair was still wet, so it wasn’t a very convenient time.
However, it was very convenient to see Warlord.
She aimed the screen at the ground and answered the call.
Lu Zhichen was not surprised that Xing Jiuan did not reveal her face.
He was holding his phone and seemed to be walking.
“Where are you going?” Xing Jiuan asked.
The girl’s voice was a little soft tonight.
“Warlord has a small house all to himself,” Lu Zhichen explained.
Xing Jiuan did not say anything else. For a moment, they seemed to be able to hear each other’s shallow breathing.
It was warm and ambiguous.