Chapter 590 (1/2)

Light's first reaction was to think someone was coming outside.

Moreover, this person may not be someone else, maybe it's Tingting!

It's a pity that Er Mao has lost his life lying on the ground. Otherwise, he must jump up and slap him in the face.

Grass mud horse, are you stupid?

Do you think Tingting might come?

Do you think she might come all the way to you?

I'm so handsome and handsome, I don't even have this treatment. Look at your face. Do you think it's possible?

Grass!

It's hard to use a bare head. It's always hard to use it. Otherwise, it won't directly dry Er Mao because of a girl.

This is not an impulse, but no thought.

It's not that he doesn't want to think more. His IQ is too low. He can't think of it at all and doesn't think about it.

He just wants his Tingting, just want to die.

He didn't even think whether Tingting was true or false.

As soon as his head gets hot and short circuited, he goes crazy.

Now, er Mao has been dried to death, but he still doesn't see Chu Tingting's true face.

He still thinks that Tingting might make him happy!

Maybe Tingting is standing outside the door now!

At the thought of this, there was a burst of joy in the light heart, and the spirit rose with miso.

He doesn't care about Er Mao who is still lying on the ground. There is only Tingting in his head.

He thought that as long as Tingting was outside, as long as he opened the door, Tingting would wait outside. No matter the bloody smell of a room, he would give him a big hug for a century, and then Guangguang solemnly told her that the bastard lying on the ground wanted to threaten Tingting across the air and was killed by him.

Don't worry about him, don't worry about him, take our money and fly away!

Dream and reality seem to be only one step away~

For the first time, Guangguang felt that he didn't kill the wrong person. Er Mao died and was not wronged at all.

It's the highest level to hold the beauty back.

Thinking of this, Guang Guang got up and tidied up his clothes. He didn't want Tingting to see her embarrassment and don't want Tingting to encounter Er Mao's dirty blood.

Fantasy can always confuse people's minds and make people silent in their own world.

Normal people will be affected, not to mention the light that has no IQ?

He is already full of Tingting in his head. No matter what he does, he thinks of Tingting.

No way, Tingting's figure and demeanor can't be dissipated at all.

In light, there is no difference between love and evil.

Dong Dong Dong~

The knock outside the door didn't stop at all. It was intermittent. Suddenly, it seemed a little worried.

This makes light even more itchy.

Tingting, can't you wait?

Guangguang takes a deep breath. Sure enough, Tingting still loves him. Sure enough, Tingting still cares about him most.

The words Er Mao and Tingting talked about may be just an illusion of him. He doesn't believe it's true.

She in my heart~

Your little heart~

Thumping.

He sang in his heart, patted his clothes and went to open the door.

”Tingting, I'm coming ~”

Maybe Guangguang didn't feel the abnormality tonight, maybe he didn't feel the knock was wrong.

Like a fool, go and open the door.

If Er Mao could stand up at this time, he would jump out of the window silently and run away.

But light, there is no such consciousness at all.

My head is full of fantasy.