This little bronze is a bit fierce

Chapter 291 I don't want to protect you from disaster

Chapter 291 I don't want to protect you from disaster

The living room suddenly fell silent.

Qin Shu and Jiang He met each other's eyes, but neither of them spoke.

Sitting between the two of them, Jiang Xi looked at Qin Shu and Jiang He, and suddenly felt like a light bulb.

I don't know how long it has passed, Qin Shu blinked his eyes feeling a little sour, and said expressionlessly, "Do you use your hair?"

Jiang He: "???"

Jiang He: "!!!"

He really didn't understand how Qin Shu said those words.

His hair is at most five or six centimeters long, how to braid it?
Besides, he wears a red string made of his own hair?

He is not sick.

Jiang He sighed helplessly, "Use yours."

Qin Shu frowned, and subconsciously said "Huh?" Obviously he didn't understand Jiang He's words.

Jiang He looked at Qin Shu without blinking, and repeated what he said just now in detail, with a gentle tone: "Use your hair to weave it for me."

Qin Shu was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was: "Why?"

Jiang He is not hers, why did she use her hair to weave him a red rope?
She saw on the Internet that if she wove her hair into a red rope and gave it to a boy she liked, she could save that boy from disaster.

Qin Shu didn't care if he liked it or not, the main thing was to prevent disasters.

Thinking of this, Qin Shu blurted out without thinking about it: "I don't want to prevent disasters for you!"

"I want to live a long life, you should find other girls to prevent disasters."

Jiang He was a little confused: "???"

He froze for a few seconds, frowned and looked puzzled: "What prevents disaster?"

Qin Shu was silent for two seconds, and explained to Jiang He: "It's just using the hair to weave a red rope. It is said on the Internet that the owner of the hair will protect the person wearing the red rope from disaster."

Jiang He: "..."

There is also this saying?
He didn't know it at all, but when he was in high school, he saw girls in his class make up for the boys he liked.

When I saw Qin Shu's red rope just now, I suddenly remembered it.

I didn't know there was such a saying behind it.

Jiang He snorted, "Understood."

"..." Qin Shu expressed a little bewildered, what does Jiang He know?

Her doubt was answered on Saturday night.

Qin Shu's hand rope, Jiang He, was not given to Jiang Xi in the end, and he wore it on his own hand.

Although Jiang Xi liked it, he didn't compete with Jiang He.

After all, she knew that Jiang He liked Qin Shu.

Holidays always pass quickly. It was already past twelve noon when Qin Shu woke up on Saturday, and it was past two when she got up to have a meal and watch TV.

Then she played chess and chatted with her grandfather, and the afternoon passed.

Parents were at home tonight, Qin Shu wanted to play games after dinner, but was dragged out by her mother.

Said that there was one person short of playing mahjong, and asked her to make up the number.

"..."

She was a young girl who was actually dragged to play mahjong with a group of noble ladies.

Qin Shu gave Tao Jin a deadly smile on the spot: "Mom, you pull me to make up the numbers, at least think about whether I will?"

Pulling a person who can't play mahjong to play mahjong, isn't it obvious that you will lose money.

Qin Shu said that he didn't have much money at all and couldn't afford to lose.

Tao Jin held her mobile phone and sent WeChat with her little sister, without even looking at Qin Shu next to her: "Mahjong is very simple, just learn it."

Qin Shu sullenly said, "I'm sorry, your daughter has a simple mind and well-developed limbs, so I can't learn it."

Tao Jin: "..."

"No one would say that about himself." Two seconds later, Tao Jin said again: "Oh, I don't need you anymore, I've got someone to call."

Qin Shu: "..."

She has already followed those who are riding horses to the door of the house.

(End of this chapter)

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