Our love is not a fairy tale

Chapter 89 Don't Be Your Girlfriend (8)

"Then why don't you dare to look at me?" Lin Jiu said resolutely.

"..."

"Look at me, Xiaofan, I told you, I like your day, and you are my girlfriend, even if you don't want to." Lin Jiu said domineeringly.

"Lin Jiu, this will only make me hate you more." Ji Xiaofan turned his head to face Lin Jiu, and his big pure eyes met Lin Jiu's.

The two just looked at each other for a while, and a burst of dog barking relieved the tense atmosphere, and the two ended their staring.

Xiaofan looked at Wangcai, who looked innocently at the two of them barking, and went upstairs with a soft snort.

Lin Jiu didn't stop him, and picked up Wangcai irritably and followed him upstairs.

Seeing Xiaofan enter the room and close the door with a bang, Lin Jiu stopped at the door for a while, then rushed into the bedroom next to Xiaofan that he had just moved to, threw Wangcai on the bed, and moved to the side together. The piano that came over was strumming.

'woof—'

"You dead Wangcai, I didn't see that your master was so angry that he was going to die. You danced so happily for my young master." Lin Jiu played a few basses on the piano, glaring at Wangcai dancing on his bed. It's fun.

A burst of cell phone ringing brought back Lin Jiu's glaring gaze at Wangcai. He saw that it was Gu Chenyi. It was just right. He had to ask him for a long-term plan. As the saying goes, love is like war, and it pays attention to the art of war.

"Ajiu, how's it going? Did it go well? Did you get the beauty back? There must be. According to our Ajiu's charm, women are no problem." Gu Chen's poor voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Chen Yi, this young master has failed." Lin Jiu snorted softly, and said truthfully, mentally prepared to bear Chen Yi's ridicule.

"It's normal, it's normal, but it's a little abnormal after you catch up." Gu Chenyi said calmly.

"..."

"I have an idea, do you want to try it?" Gu Chenyi laughed.

"What way?" A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

"Bring your uncle's son Shushu here to ease the atmosphere between you and Xiaofan..."

"What, I don't want the kid with the book." Thinking of the 4-year-old Shushu, Lin Jiu had a headache. He looks cute, but it's too annoying. He hates such a child.

(End of this chapter)