Stop Pampering Me

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"You want Yours Truly to give you an invitation letter and Yours Truly will give it to you?! "    

"Secondary? Whose secondary account is it?"    

"You sure are arrogant!"    

The other party sent a large number of messages.    

Lo Xi saw that he sent a large number of messages and only replied with one sentence, "I am Qin Luo."    

The other party,... ""    

"What the heck! "    

" Just you wait! How dare you pretend to be our Lord Luo! I will dig your grave and find you! "    

"Say something! Did your conscience get eaten by a dog by pretending to be a dead man?! You..."    

"You liar, this young master will call the police and arrest you..."    

The other party was cursing and scolding but before Lo Xi could reply, the other party had already sent over a dozen words.    

Lo Xi looked at the pile of heart-poking words in the dialog box but felt rather warm. Although Qin Luo's world was simple, it was not that she did not have any friends. At least, there were people who could make her feel warm.    

Lo Xi lowered her head and tears almost fell. She looked at the dialog box and slowly typed, "Don't talk nonsense. Bring the invitation letter. See you at the usual place at 3: 30 in the afternoon."    

After Lo Xi confirmed that the message was sent out, she did not see the other party's crazy bombardment and directly logged out of the account and closed the web page.    

She looked at the time. It was only 12: 30 and she did not have the habit of taking an afternoon nap. There were still three hours before 3: 30, what should she do?    

Lo Xi stood up and saw that there was a drawing board in the corner of the study. With a thought, she walked over.    

She pulled the curtains slightly open and the light from outside shone in, illuminating the room with a different kind of soft light.    

She sat in front of the drawing board and adjusted the drawing board. After setting up the drawing board, she began to draw the corner of the window.    

Time passed unknowingly. At 2: 30 PM, Lo Xi put down the brush in her hand. This painting was already half completed. The lines had already been drawn and the details had also been processed. Only the last color was left.    

She had previously studied art for a period of time. Later on, when she had nothing to do, she liked to paint and paint. Although her standard was not as good as a professional painter, her painting skills were also much better than ordinary people.    

When she was painting, she was always willing to pour all her beauty into the painting.    

In the past, although her personality was cold, she was still very kind to the world. But now... goodwill should only be given to people who were worth it. Some people were not worth it.    

Lo Xi stood up and did not deliberately put away the drawing board. She picked up her phone and went out the door.    

She stopped a car and reported the location. The car set off very quickly. Half an hour later, the car stopped at the busiest and most chaotic area in the city.    

After Lo Xi got off the car, she went to the place she wanted to go.    

The old city was relatively messy, and the house was old. Her whole body was covered with moss, and she looked very old. However, it was still lively here, and the people who came and went seemed to be always busy. On the narrow street corner, various kinds of songs and promotional advertisements were placed in various shops, making it very noisy. However, it was full of fireworks and did not make people feel annoyed.    

Lo Xi shuttled through the old street and entered a billiard club.    

The outside of the club looked ragged, but inside was another world. There were a lot of people, and the sound of billiards colliding could be heard everywhere. There were also people cheering, and the atmosphere was very intense. In particular, compared to the outside, the interior decorations were simply luxurious. Coming in from the dirty and messy entrance was like coming from hell to heaven.    

Lo Xi walked around from the side and stopped in a corner, looking at the man not far away.