my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 57 Hey, Don't Wait For Me

"Whoever let you get so close to me, you owe it to me."

Lan Mo said without raising his head, meditating on his problem, being unclear with women, what else could be used to describe it?

"Hey, I'm bleeding. Don't you woman even look at me?" Guan Zichen exclaimed exaggeratedly. In fact, he hadn't had a nosebleed for many years. Can't stop.

Lan Mo turned her head speechlessly. When she saw him, she felt like jumping up in shock. She didn't know if he did it on purpose, but smeared blood all over her face.

"Hey, are you disgusting? Why are you making it all over your face?" Is this scoundrel trying to scare her?Not just a nosebleed.

"You still said, didn't you cause this? You woman is so dragged home that you even dare to beat me..." Guan Zichen said, nosebleeds almost flowed into his mouth, and he quickly raised his head and covered it with his hands.

Lan Mo finally couldn't stand it anymore, it was almost dark now, the blood on his face was really...

"Come with me." Lan Mo took his arm and walked to the bathroom, wouldn't he wash himself?
"Hey, can you walk slowly? I can't see the road." Guan Zichen yelled, covering his nose with one hand and holding Lan Mo tightly with the other.

Lan Mo was so depressed, he really thought of himself as a child, damn it, he deserved to be beaten.

Kicking open the bathroom door, Lan Mo pulled him over and stuffed him under the faucet, "Hurry up and wash." As he said that, he was still thinking about that sentence in his mind.

Lan Mo was basically harmed by Guan Zichen, and it was never before that she could think about a problem so persistently for a week.

She looked down and saw Guan Zichen kept splashing water on his face, the pool was filled with blood, and something flashed in her mind, which was not clear to the woman...

"Ah! I thought of it, wash it slowly!" Lan Mo became a little excited. She had been thinking about the problem for a week, and now she finally had inspiration.

"Hey, are you waiting for me?"

"Tch, it's not like you don't know the way..." Lan Mo ignored him, hurried back to the design department, and drew on the paper very quickly.

Guan Zichen shook his wet face, and even the ends of his hair were dripping water. When he came back, he saw her drawing seriously on the seat, and chuckled knowingly.

He was looking forward to what kind of clothes she would design.

(End of this chapter)