Chapter 1793 Waiting for Gentleness 69

Of course the little teacher didn't believe what Xing Twelve said. She thought Xing Twelve was just teasing her!

During the blind date during the day, she had already experienced his unbridled speech!

Besides, the slender Xing Twelve doesn’t look like Spider-Man, Iron Man, or any other flying hero!

You are simply looking down on whether he is good or not!

Seeing that the little teacher doubted his ability, Xing Twelve looked a little unhappy and replied with a snort:

"Don't tell me you live on the 16th floor. Even if you live on the 160th floor, I can easily climb up!"

"You...are you a professional thief?" the little teacher asked in shock.

After all, one person said that she could climb walls so easily and easily that she really couldn't think of any other legitimate career.

Now they are not only looking down on his problems, but they are also slandering and slandering him!

"You, you just looked down on me, but now you're still slandering me?!"

Xing Twelveran became angry, "You actually called me a thief? Haha! Is this something you, a people's teacher, should be able to say rudely?"

"Besides, what valuable things can be stolen from your house? Are these just these shabby books?" Xing Twelve snorted.

"Then, why did you crawl into my house in the dark? What are your evil intentions and intentions?"

A strange man, whom he only met once, suddenly appeared in his bedroom, and bluntly said that he climbed in through the wall. No matter how you look at it or listen to it, this guy can't be considered a normal person, can he? !

Thanks to my good psychological quality, if it were another girl, she might be crying like a wolf or a wolf!

Originally, the little teacher just thought that this guy was just a big boy who was spoiled by his sister, and he was just a little willful, but at least he would not be too bad; but now it seems... could he have made a mistake? !

Xing Twelve seemed to have just remembered the business of climbing up to the sixteenth floor.

"Um...Lin Xueluo asked me to apologize to you!"

Xing Twelve hummed with some emotion. After all, being wrongly accused of being a thief is quite unpleasant. Xing Twelve feels that he is already quite a gentleman and quite well-educated!

"Apologise? You climbed up to the sixteenth floor of my house in the dark... just to apologize?"

I'm afraid no normal girl would believe Xing Twelve's words.

"What else?! Do you think I would climb up to the sixteenth floor to watch you take a shower?"

How do you hear this and how do you feel about it: Only a guy with a negative emotional intelligence can say it!

"..." The little teacher hugged her chest reflexively. Only then did he realize that he was only wearing pajamas, which were still...hollow.

"You..." The little teacher was so angry that his teeth chattered.

"Qingqing, mom made you stewed pear to soothe your throat. You can drink a bowl first. Your dad will be home soon. Dinner will be served soon."

A kind middle-aged woman's voice came from the door. Especially the sound of "Qing Qing" is full of motherly love.

Even just from her voice, you can tell how much this woman loves her daughter.

With Xing Twelve's reaction speed, he could have jumped out of the window to get out of the way; but his feet seemed to be held by someone forcefully.

When Wen Qingqing, who was slowly thinking about closing the door, her mother had already opened the door and came in, and saw Xing Twelve, who was stunned in place.

The moment she saw Xing Twelve, Mother Wen's eyebrows were surprised at first, and then brightened unusually.

"Ah? Qingqing, it turns out you have a friend here? I'm sorry, mom forgot to knock on the door."

Mother Wen should believe in her daughter as a human being. I know my daughter will not bring boys home casually.

Xing Twelve looked at Mother Wen with a kind face, and felt inexplicably dumb for a moment.

I feel like this woman is just like the older Lin Xueluo!

"Mom...Mom, don't get me wrong! He...he is not my...my friend." The girl didn't know how to explain to her mother.

"Huh? Oh! Then you guys chat, I'll go out and look at the pot."

In order not to embarrass her daughter, Wen’s mother decided to leave her daughter’s room.

"I...I'm here to apologize."

In front of Mother Wen, Xing Twelve's voice became deeper and less arrogant than before.

"Oh, it's okay. Young people, how can they not have conflicts and misunderstandings? It's good if they can talk things out."

Judging from the words and deeds of Mother Wen, she is not only a mother who dotes on her daughter, but also has a deep understanding of justice.

"Mom, Mom, it's not what you think..." Wen Qingqing became anxious.

But Wen's mother still exited the room and closed the door for her daughter.

Wen Qingqing turned around and glared at Xing Twelve, biting her lip, "Before I change my mind, how did you get upstairs? How can you go down again!"

Xing Twelve snorted slightly and agreed to the little teacher's suggestion.

"Then if Lin Xueluo asks, just say that I apologized to you! And I apologized face to face!"

As Xing Twelve spoke, he walked towards the window; just as he was about to cross his legs, he turned back and asked curiously: "If you change your mind... what will you do?"

"Call the police!" The little teacher had already retreated to his bed and picked up his cell phone.

"Ha! Do you really think I'm a thief?!"

Xing Twelve stepped out and retracted his legs. He felt that this issue was related to his character and was quite important.

"Don't... don't come over! If you come over again, I'll call the police!"

In fact, the little teacher just had the opportunity to call the police. But she hesitated again: she wanted to see if Xing Twelve was a villain.

"I think your prejudice against me is not that big! Why do you call me a thief? Just because I can climb walls?"

Xing Twelve felt that this little teacher's way of thinking was not unreasonable, "Wall climbing...it's just a skill!"

"Where's my little cotton-padded jacket? Why didn't I see her come out to greet the Holy Emperor?"

A rich middle-aged man's voice came from the living room.

"No, my dad...my dad is back! You, run away! Otherwise, he...he will cut you!"

Wen Qingqing, who looked nervous, also forgot to call the police.

"Peel me? Ha! It doesn't matter who will cut whom!"

Xing Twelve snorted. He looked like he didn't care at all.

"Qingqing has friends here!"

Mother Wen reminded Father Wen. It was also like reminding the daughter in the room.

"Are there any friends here? Boyfriend or girlfriend?" Father Wen's expression suddenly became tense.

"Male...male! Qingqing said they were just ordinary friends."

Before Mother Wen could finish her words, a tall and burly man burst into her daughter's room.

Then, he saw Xing Twelve with a handsome face.

"She looks pretty good...but she's as thin as a noodle! How can I protect my little cotton-padded jacket!"

"..." This misunderstanding is really big!

Just when Wen Qingqing was about to step forward to explain something to Father Wen, Father Wen had already dragged Xing Twelve away, "Come on, young man, uncle, let's talk to you!"

Let’s just talk!

Is it possible that Xing Twelve is still afraid that he will really hurt him? !

Taking this opportunity, the little teacher immediately called Lin Xueluo.

"Ms. Lin, your brother came to my house! And he said he climbed up the wall... Do you think I should call the police?"