Chapter 360 Confession
"I'll bring you another bowl, be good for a while," Bingci said in a flat tone, as his tolerance for him has always been.

"The food here is so-so, I can't eat it," Han Wu said with distaste, lying leisurely on the bed with a smug smile.

"Then go out to eat?" Bingci knew that he had a bad taste.

"Let's go," Han Wu jumped up, how eager he was to pull up Bingci and leave.

Bingci stared at the back of his head and smiled helplessly, his eyes loving.

Xingcheng is in chaos, but the economy is still developing normally.

But, when did Xingcheng have so many people during the day?

"Hello, Young Master Qiu!"

"Young Master Qiu, are you here?"

"..."

Just ask Bing Ci if he is in a panic now.

The two walked side by side along the street. Almost everyone in the Qingmeng had seen Bing Ci and saw her actively saluting.

"Little brother is so beautiful!" Han Wu said with a sneer, his eyes fixed on her.

Bing Ci's performance was fairly calm.

"Should I be like them and call you Young Master Qiu?"

Bingci was silent.

"Why don't you speak? Are you guilty? I remember you said before that you don't like being doubted, but what should you do? Your current identity and actions have to be doubted."

Bingci sighed, and explained: "I used to be in the second year of high school, and I learned from others to join the underworld. Later, the prodigal son turned around and went abroad."

"Here in Versailles with me?" Han Wu didn't agree.

"Versailles?"

"Who is fooling around like you and calling himself a big brother?"

"Not the eldest brother, but the third child," Bingci emphasized solemnly.

"Oh, why, my little brother is not very satisfied with becoming the third brother of the underworld!" Han Wu laughed angrily.

"Knows how to fight, understands agencies, worked as a bodyguard for a big man, the world's gambling god, and the young master of the Yan family are all your friends, and now you are related to the big brother of the underworld. I should face up to what kind of team member I recruited back."

"I already suspect that what I know is just a little bit of your skin." Han Wu grabbed Bing Ci's shoulders with both hands, and stared closely at her eyes, as if trying to see something.

Bing Ci pretended to be calm, and because of his lack of expression, he would not let him see it, "No more, I promise this is the last vest."

Han Wu still looked suspicious, "What guarantee do you have?"

"letter……"

"Don't tell me about your reputation, your reputation with me has been overdrawn."

Bingci was choked by his words, thought for a while and asked incredulously: "What is a lifelong event?"

"I swore to use it last time," Han Wu coldly reminded.

"I can't think of it." In the future, don't swear casually with the great god, there is not even a word that can prevent "disasters" at critical times.

"I'll give you one," Han Wu lazily put it on her shoulder.

Bing Ci refused in his heart.

"The next game, if you lose, prove that what you said now is a lie to me, how about it?"

Not so good, Bing Ci glanced at him expressionlessly, "Winning or losing a game is beyond the control of ordinary people."

"So, it depends on whether the little brother is willing to prove that he is not lying. I have put the fate of our team in your hands."

"If I lose, I'll check it out, skinning, I like it the most," Han Wu smiled innocently, as if he was joking.

But Bingci knew that he was not joking. The game was just an excuse he explained in advance. not for long.

"Well," Bingci nodded lightly.

Han Wu has already walked away, waiting for her in front, his smile is fresh and pure under the sunshine.

(End of this chapter)

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