The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

 Chapter 1083 Fireman vs Cartoonist 26

"Wei Chengze..." Lin Zhi'an squatted on the roadside and called, her voice waxy, "I want to eat the grilled cold noodles on the roadside."

 What is truly in front of you, the fireworks in the world, is what you truly possess.

 But who lost it?

 “Wait for me, I’ll be right over!”

 “Send me the location!”

Wei Chengze hung up the phone and hurriedly grabbed his coat and stood up, but Ji Yixuan grabbed his wrist.

 She hugged him naked from behind: "Can't you just leave?"

“Don’t make trouble, didn’t you know this from the beginning?” Wei Chengze threw her hand away impatiently and rushed to the door of the hotel to change his shoes.

Ji Yixuan stared at his young and handsome features: "I thought we would get back together."

Wei Chengze raised his head and glanced at her.

The messy black hair was dyed with a bit of rebellious white blond hair, making the outline more unruly and the bridge of the nose high.

Peach Blossom Eyes are passionate about everyone.

Appearing to be extremely indifferent even though he has no emotions at all.

 “Either sleep with you or get out.”

After Wei Chengze finished speaking, he left in a hurry and slammed the door.

The shock made Ji Yixuan's heart feel sour.

 “You were not like this before! Wei Chengze!”

 At least he loved her when they were together.

Yes.

 He loves everyone and wants everything.

The young master wants the wind and the rain, and he is arrogant and arrogant. When will he taste the feeling of not getting what he wants? Only when he falls from the clouds to pieces will he know the pain.

Ji Yixuan lowered his head and sat on the bed, biting his fingernails, his finger bones turning blue and white.

 She wanted him to love her as much as she did, but she couldn't.

 “Little Sesame!”

The night market in the old street of the city is so lively and noisy that it can’t be seen to the end. People are passing by, there is laughter all around, and the smell of barbecue fills the air.

Wei Chengze pushed aside the crowd, panted and ran to the girl, brushing the wet hair from his forehead: "Hey, what do you want to eat? I'm treating you today."

 Lin Zhi'an was so bored that she squatted on the ground and counted ants. When she saw him, she raised her head in surprise. "Why did you come so fast? Why are you in such a hurry? I won't leave."

Wei Chengze smiled: "Did you know that you rarely come to me proactively? Of course I have to come faster."

Lin Zhi'an was stunned for a moment, and was pulled up by Wei Chengze's hand.

  She took out a tissue from her canvas pocket and wiped the sweat from the boy's forehead: "Then I will look for you more often in the future."

The night market is crowded with people, and the lights flicker one after another.

Wei Chengze’s Adam’s apple rolled as he stared at the girl’s clean and fair face.

At that second, the vines of Midsummer Night surged in his heart, like a prairie fire.

So my heart beat like crazy.

 But fear for no reason.

 That night they stayed late at the night market.

Lin Zhi'an had a small stomach, so he ate a little of everything. If he couldn't eat anything, he handed it over to Wei Chengze. Wei Chengze lazily followed Ling Zhi'an carrying a lot of food, looking at her back in concentration.

The girl is wearing a white skirt, a canvas bag and small white shoes.

 In the smoke and smoke, she looks like the heroine of someone’s youth.

 “Little sesame seeds.”

 Wei Chengze suddenly spoke.

"If one day, you find that I...have done something bad, you will forgive me, right?"

Lin Zhi'an turned around and looked at him.

"what will you do?"

 “Well, I don’t know, just for example, of course I wouldn’t do it…”

 “Well, I believe you.”

 At the other end of the night market.

The man stood at the end, his feet stepping on the bright fire of the barbecue shop, and his long and distinct finger bones rubbed against the lighter, making a click.

The wind blew into the black jacket and caused the blue flames to flicker, illuminating the blurry but superior outline of the face.