my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 73 I'm Usually Afraid of Female Perverts
"What are you looking at? No more, I'm exhausted, go to bed."

Lan Mo waved her hand and yawned indecently. She was really exhausted, and she had been working on that broken design for a week.

"Okay, I'm tired too, let's sleep together." Guan Zichen put his hands on Lan Mo's shoulders casually, and walked towards the winding stairs with her in his arms.

Lan Mo's body froze, and she shook off his hand angrily.

"Guan Zichen, I'm not your girlfriend tonight, you can just sleep on the sofa in the living room." She stepped up a few steps, condescendingly, looking down at him like a queen.

"What? Sleeping on the sofa? Lan Mo, I'm your savior!" This heartless woman actually wanted him to sleep on the sofa in the living room.

"If you weren't my savior, you wouldn't even be able to come in. You can sleep in a room, but if you want to touch me again, be careful that I kick you!"

As Lan Mo said, she stretched her legs and shook her legs a few times before turning around and walking upstairs.

In addition to her bedroom, there were two guest rooms in the living room on the second floor. Just in case, she specially chose the room on the far side for him to live in.

Seeing her cautious look, Guan Zichen felt a little helpless, "Don't worry, do you really think I'm a pervert?"

As he said, he opened the door and went in, looking at the layout of the room in a ruffian way.

Lan Mo gritted her teeth and muttered in her throat: "If you weren't a pervert, there would be no pervert in this world."

Unexpectedly, Guan Zichen turned around suddenly, half-closed the door, and waved at her: "You must not go to the wrong room at night, I am usually very afraid of female perverts."

He laughed and closed the door, as if he had locked it in an exaggerated manner. Lan Mo felt suffocated for a while, but raised her foot and put it down embarrassingly. This is her door, who will pay if it breaks?

She's really mad at her. When did she lose her temper?

Back in the room, Lan Mo also locked the door, and threw herself on the bed after taking a shower, not wanting to move at all, but still sent a text message to An Haodong who was far away in France.

On Saturday, Lan Mo allowed herself to sleep like a dead pig. When she woke up, it was past twelve o'clock. She suddenly remembered that Guan Zichen was still at her house. What was he doing now?
After a quick wash, she opened the door and took a look downstairs. It was quiet. Could it be that he is still sleeping?
(End of this chapter)