Chapter 133 Since this is the plot of Lou Ting Si, it means that Lou Ting Si’s time is up



Chapter 133 Since it is Lou Tingsi’s plot, it means Lou Tingsi’s time has come

Qiao Chuchu had no appetite for the entire birthday party.

Lou Tingsi also had a dark face throughout the whole process, and the fake smile he usually wore was gone, poking the food on his plate from time to time.

The people at the table felt the low pressure of the two people, and their eyes kept turning back and forth between the two of them.

Qiao Chuchu became angrier and angrier as she thought about it.

[I didn’t expect that the Long family would make a big move to replace the Lou family right away. The script is also awesome. I pulled Lou Yuejue and Lou Tingsi back, and it was busy creating a new family for Xia Xuechun. ]

[It’s okay to just add a new one, but at least we should be equal in strength, so that we can target each other and pull each other, right? As a result, the Lou family has to be sacrificed to exchange for the strength of the Long family. It's like the small fish eating the big fish. The Lou family is being divided up by trickery. It's so infuriating!

She cut the steak angrily. "

Okay! Since everyone likes to play dirty, then let's all play dirty. Anyway, I have villains with all five poisons. How can I be afraid of them? ! " "

But how can I let Lou Tingsi know that there is a spy around him? "

Qiao Chuchu put the steak into her mouth, chewed slowly, and raised her eyes to look at Lou Tingsi opposite.

Lou Tingsi was cutting the steak with a dignified posture and handsome eyebrows and eyes like a painting.

He suddenly raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Qiao Chuchu was startled.

Lou Tingsi's eyes are very beautiful, they are like peach blossoms, smiling and crooked, always warm.

But now, there is a glaring coldness in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth are bent, and he nodded and smiled at her, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

She avoided his gaze in panic and met Ying Chen's interested eyes.

Qiao Chuchu: "?"

Ying Chen supported his chin with his hand, playing with the table knife in his hand, staring at her expressionlessly.

She felt strange, lowered her eyes to look at the food, and glanced at Ying Chen with the corner of her eyes.

Ying Chen was still looking at her.

His skin color is the same as Pei Youchuan's, the chocolate color popular in Europe and America, and it is obvious that he has been tanned on purpose.

Yingchen looks like a mixed-race, with deep facial features, a high nose bridge, and thin and stylish lips. The most amazing thing is his eyes.

Unlike the men next to her, the tail of Yingchen's eyes is sharp, and his eyes are very mysterious green.

So when you look into his eyes, you will have a vague feeling that he is harmless and dangerous.

Like an aggressive but artificially raised black panther, you can't guess whether it is going to show its claws or just want to touch you gently.

At this moment, Yingchen is supporting his chin with one hand, playing with a sharp table knife with the other hand, staring at her intently.

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

[Why is this Mr. Yingchen staring at me? ]

The people at the table changed their expressions slightly, and glanced at Yingchen with the rest of their eyes.

Ying Chen's eyes swept across the entire dining table, and he continued to stare at Qiao Chuchu recklessly.

Pei Yuan's face darkened: "Mr. Ying, is there something on my sister's face?"

Qiao Chuchu was startled, and looked at Pei Yuan in surprise.

[Brother, you understand me! You also found that he has been staring at me, right? ! ]

Ying Chen glanced at Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan stared at him coldly, as if he was looking at an enemy invading his territory.

Ying Chenhun pulled the corner of his mouth nonchalantly and said in French: "I was thinking about what kind of gift to give to this new sister. After all, it's the first time we meet, and as a brother I should give her a gift, so I spent some time imagining it."

Pei Yuan looked even more resistant and replied in French: "My sister doesn't need any gifts. After all, it's fate that we can know each other. You don't have to worry about it. But if you keep doing this, If I keep looking at this, my sister will be scared.”

Ying Chen’s eyes dimmed, and he looked at Weisheng Yucan and continued to communicate in French: “Where did you pick up this treasure? She seems very likable, but I just looked at her for a while, and a flower guardian came to protect her.”

Yucan smiled slightly and replied in French: “Don’t you find her special?”

In other words, can Ying Chen hear what Qiao Chuchu is thinking?

Ying Chen glanced at Qiao Chuchu: "She is very cute."

Ying Chen's tone was light, as if there was nothing else to say: "Otherwise, nothing."

Wei Sheng Yucan paused and smiled deeply: "Being cute is very rare, isn't it?"

Ying Chen smiled: "Yes, of course."

Qiao Chuchu was confused, and her eyes swept to the other people at the table.

[What's the matter, we are clearly at the same table, and we are clearly still in China, but instead of speaking Chinese, we actually speak French? ]

[Am I the only one who can't understand French? ]

The people at the table were cutting steaks, and their eyes swept to Qiao Chuchu, and they couldn't help but curl their lips.

Yes, she is the only one who can't understand French.

Weisheng Wenzhan sat next to Pei Che and whispered, "Didn't you, the Pei family, hire a teacher to teach Qiao Chuchu French?"

Foreign language classes are basic skills for families like theirs. Lou Yuejue should be able to understand several languages ​​at the age of ten.

Pei Che lowered his voice with a dark face: "When Qiao Chuchu was little, she would cry whenever she attended foreign language classes. She would cry for the entire class and could not remember a word. My mother was afraid that she would cry and go blind, so she stopped all her foreign language classes and hired a nanny to communicate with her in pure English. So she only knows English and Chinese, but her English is also half-baked."

Weisheng Wenzhan: "..." Weisheng

Biehe: "..."

Weisheng Lin wanted to laugh: "As the saying goes, when God closes a door, he closes another door."

Weisheng Huailing was dissatisfied: "Don't say that, Qiao Chuchu has a skylight, she can draw!"

Weisheng Wenzhan thought of the male protagonist she drew who looked exactly like him, and his face darkened.

When dinner was over, everyone was ready to leave.

Qiao Chuchu hesitated for a while and walked towards Loutingsi.

The people in Weisheng's family kept staring at her from behind.

Huai Ling wanted to find Qiao Chuchu to chat.

Pei Che held his shoulder and stopped him from going: "You also heard Qiao Chuchu's inner voice. Next is Lou Tingsi's part. We who can hear inner voices have already discussed at the beginning that whoever has the part will be with Qiao Chuchu, so next is Lou Tingsi's time, don't disturb him."

Huai Ling frowned and looked at her brothers and sisters.

Wei Sheng Yu was surprised: "I didn't expect you two to be so harmonious. Then when we follow the plot in the future, you won't stop us, right?"

Pei Yuan on the side was determined: "Yes, no, we will help in secret."

"Okay, then the same goes for our Weisheng family." Yu Can patted Weisheng Huailing's shoulder and said in sign language: "You have to bear with it. Now it's Lou Tingsi's plot. They have agreed that whoever's plot it is will be alone with Qiao Chuchu. Wait until Qiao Chuchu finishes her plot, then you can go play with her."

Weisheng Huailing frowned, typed a few words on his phone, and the voice broadcast came out: "Of course I can bear it, but Lou Tingsi should Could it be that he has fallen in love with Qiao Chuchu?"

Weisheng's family: "..."

Pei's family: "..."

Lin's family: "..."

Pei Buxian suddenly got angry: "How could you say such disgusting words! How can I let go of you with peace of mind when you are like this!!!"

Pei Youchuan was also annoyed: "That's right, why are you talking about things that are not important? How can I sleep tonight!"

Weisheng Huailing: "???"

So it's his fault?!


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