Chatper 1860 (1/2)

Or maybe God was really helping Cheng Luo. As soon as Shisan was lying on the bed, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, black clouds and strong winds.

In the rainy season in the south, it always rains when there is a disagreement. Thunder and lightning made Shisan unable to fall asleep.

She rolled around on the bed several times, and finally looked over the curtain.

Cheng Luo shouldn't be that stupid, just stand outside, right?

With this idea, Shisan realized that she was starting to be stupid. She couldn't help getting out of bed, and then walked to the side of the curtain, where Cheng Luo was standing just now.

She raised her hand slowly and opened the curtains. The next second, she froze.

It was pouring rain, the windows were covered with water, and a fool was just standing there like a statue, motionless.

"Do you want to die?" Thirteen widened his eyes in anger, and closed the curtains again.

She really didn't want to pay attention to this bastard.

But the next moment, she drew the curtains again, sighed, and opened the window.

The man's hand reached in first, and the water on his fingers fell to the ground, making a tick-tock sound.

Thirteen was upset.

She clearly knew that she shouldn't be soft-hearted, but from the moment she opened the window, she was destined to be confused by this man.

"If you want to come in, come in, if you don't come in, you will fall to your death!" Thirteen's tone was extremely cold.

You could tell she was angry.

Cheng Luo didn't respond, but obediently got in.

After the man stood up, he closed the window obediently, then drew the curtains, and stood there like a little wild cat soaked by rain.

He was wet from his hair to his shoes.

It looks very pitiful.

Thirteen dared not look at him, for fear of being soft-hearted.