Young Master, did you fall off your horse today?

Chapter 88 Where the hell have you been!
"Ah - who pushed me, I will definitely not forgive..."

Luo Ling screamed subconsciously, but just opened her mouth, and the extremely foul-smelling paint was poured into it immediately.

She was choked and coughed, and crawled out of the paint bucket in a panic, like a bloody man covered in blood.

When the staff arrived, Luo Ling was trembling all over, with paint all over her face and head, unable to speak a word.

Not far away, Su Qiao patted her hand, pouted calmly.

Turning around, he suddenly saw senior Zhou Hong standing in front of him, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Learn...senior."

Su Qiao's cheeks were slightly red, as if she was caught by the teacher for making trouble at school.

Zhou Hong must have seen her push Luo Ling just now, she coughed.

"Well... I just wanted to have something to say to her, but it's so strange, why there is a paint bucket in front of me suddenly. Tsk tsk, Miss Luo is really careless!"

Hong Zhou: ...

Su Qiao really couldn't make it up anymore, so she shrugged.

"Well, I did it just now. Senior Zhou, my principle is that no one offends me, and I will not offend others. If someone offends me, I will definitely pay back a hundred times. Sorry, I disappointed you."

"Little Joe."

To her surprise, Zhou Hong didn't mean to blame, his eyes fell on the jacket she was wearing backwards, and his voice was very gentle.

"It's really not easy for you to be a girl for so many years."

Su Qiao raised her head in surprise, and saw a hint of distress in Zhou Hong's eyes.

"Little Qiao, I heard the recording on the Internet, and the last time I went back to school to go to the milk tea shop, sister Xin also told me something."

Looking at the slender Su Qiao, Zhou Hong felt his heart ache.

He has grown to like Su Qiao from admiration to affection. Now that he knows that Su Qiao has been plotted by her own sister, he loves her even more.

"I know that bucket of paint was done by Luo Ling, Xiao Qiao, remember, I will always be by your side."

He whispered, took out a clean coat from behind, and handed it to him.

"Go and change, Little Joe."

Su Qiao's heart softened suddenly. Although Zhou Hong is the director of Baofeng, he is steady and honest, like a gentle big brother in front of her.

"Senior Zhou, thank you. You have been taking care of me since I arrived in Stormwind."

In front of him, she doesn't have to be as cautious as she was in front of Jun Mochen, and she doesn't have to be always on tenterhooks like when she gets along with KING.

Su Qiao felt relaxed, as if she could chat casually with an old friend.

"Then, that paint bucket will trouble you to deal with the aftermath."

She blinked.

"Now that you know it, it's a conspiracy. When the role is officially determined, I'll treat you to dinner."

Zhou Hong laughed fondly.

"it is good."

As he spoke, he unfolded his coat and slowly draped it over her shoulders.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, a figure came quickly behind him.

A hand firmly grasped his wrist with great strength, as if trying to cut off his wrist.

"Who?" Zhou Hong's hand hurt, and the coat in his hand fell to the ground.

Turning around, he was surprised to see a man wearing a half mask.

The breath was cold, and a pair of deep blue eyes were gloomy, with a trace of chill seeping through them.

But Su Qiao's eyes widened, she passed Zhou Hong, and grabbed the other's sleeve angrily.

"Little wolf dog, where have you been! Do you know that I'm going crazy looking for you!"

　The big aunt is here, she looks like she died in the past, there is only three shifts today...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)