LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

After he said this, he was about to take Zhongqing to sit down, but the man stepped forward nervously and wanted to ask something.

Zhongqing knew what he wanted to ask, but she didn't want to care.

Of course, there were some things she couldn't control.

She said to the man: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time here, but think about how to get rid of it."

She glanced into the distance. At the dim entrance of the bar, a woman in a light blue skirt was looking quietly at her.

Zhong Qing glanced at her as if she hadn't seen anything, and whispered: "You still have seven days."

The man looked stunned, as if he had made a decision, and left in a hurry.

He walked straight outside the bar, passing by the woman in the light blue skirt, but walked straight through as if he didn't see anything.

The others looked at them as if they were playing a riddle, having no idea what they were talking about.

Chen Siwen squinted his eyes and said, "Is that annoying man gone? Come! Let's continue to drink!"

Chu Zhou looked at these drunkards and shook his head: "You can't drink anymore."

He took out his cell phone and started calling their respective homes to ask someone to pick them up.

The only two sober people were sitting on the sofa. Chu Zhou suddenly asked, "Why did you remind that man just now?"

Zhong Qing glanced at him: "He can't escape anymore."

The sinister spirit in that man has solidified into substance, and his fate has been sealed.

Even if he finds an expert in these seven days, it is impossible to solve his problems.

Zhong Qing looked quietly at the wine glass filled with light golden liquid in front of her, and said lightly: "It is his own fault. He is what he is today, entirely because of his own doing."

When she saw this man, she noticed that the sinister aura on his body was almost solidified. When she looked closely, she would find that underneath the sinister aura was endless peach blossom debt.

If you walk a lot at night, your shoes will always get wet.

This man has too many peach blossom debts, and it is inevitable that some of them have seen blood.

Now someone came to him to collect debt. No matter what result the other party wanted, he couldn't blame others.

"By the way." Zhong Qing suddenly turned around and looked at Chu Zhou, "What did you mean by what you said before?"

Chu Zhou turned to look at her: "Which sentence?"

Zhong Qing paused and said, "What you just said to that man."

Chu Zhou replied: "I just told him that there is a woman wearing a light blue skirt behind him, with long black hair shawl, a delicate face and a delicate figure. She has been looking at him since he came here."

Zhongqing: "..." Who asked you this!

She blinked, pretending not to care, and said, "It's not this, it's the last sentence."

A faint smile filled Chu Zhou's eyes.

He said, "Oh, that's what it means literally."

Love: "..."

Chu Zhou looked at her, finally stopped teasing her, and chuckled: "If I like someone, I must want to be in love with her for a long time."

He looked at Zhong Qing quietly, and Zhong Qing felt a little nervous.

Just when she thought he was going to say something, the cell phone on the coffee table rang.

The delicate atmosphere was broken, and Chu Zhou returned to his usual appearance.

He answered the phone and the person to pick him up was here.

On the one hand, Zhongqing breathed a sigh of relief, but inevitably, there was a trace of regret in her heart.