Blind dog...
Ao Xinghao knows how to use words well.
Qin Xin’s lips curled slightly, eyes resolute and fearless: "I don’t care who he’s attached to. In any case, he’s taken sothing that doesn’t belong to him, and he has to cough it up for ."
Ao Xinghao: "Let’s do it!"
With that, he rolled up his sleeves and started to climb the wall.
When he finally managed to scramble up to the top, trying his best to maintain the graceful deanor of a young hero, he reached out a hand intending to pull up Qin Xin, who was still standing at the corner of the wall...
Only to find that Qin Xin remained motionless, gazing at him with a slightly puzzled expression.
"What are you doing?" Qin Xin asked with so confusion.
Ao Xinghao: "Huh? Weren’t we going to do a big job?"
Climb over the wall and empty out the Lan Family’s warehouse?
He had even brought a big pickup truck that could hold three to five tons of stuff.
Qin Xin held his forehead: "You co down first."
After showing off his wall-climbing skills for nothing, Ao Xinghao reluctantly and regretfully jumped down from the wall.
He saw Qin Xin pulling a dark cloak out of her bag, along with a small mirror and a bunch of bottles and jars.
Then... she turned her back to him and started to fiddle with them.
Do you need makeup to steal sothing?
Ao Xinghao stood there dumbfounded, unable to make sense of it.
But since it was a girl’s thing, he felt embarrassed to ask too many questions, so he stood at the corner of the street, responsibly keeping watch.
Ten minutes later.
Qin Xin, wearing the cloak and with her head down, patted him on the shoulder: "Let’s go."
Ao Xinghao glanced back: "Uh—"
The next second.
Half of his soul almost flew away!
Underneath the cloak, a small, pale face peeked out, even though most of it was covered by the cloak’s hood, it couldn’t hide its stunning beauty, revealing just a small section of the chin.
Such dazzling and captivating whiteness, so tender as if it could be broken by the slightest touch, unexpectedly struck his vision, shattering his entire field of view.
He never thought that in this lifeti he would be so entranced by a small section of a girl’s chin.
He couldn’t even begin to imagine the impact if the hood were removed, revealing the entire small face.
His breathing halted for several seconds.
He stamred out a few words: "Little, Little Qingxin?"
Qin Xin gave a short "Um," and with an air of flair, started walking forward.
Ao Xinghao felt as though his legs were no longer his own, and when he took a step, he accidentally walked a few steps sideways.
Damn, he’s limping!
No, he really couldn’t figure it out!
Even though he had never called her ugly like others did, and he didn’t think she was ugly in his heart, to be honest, Lan Qingxin was never the beautiful type!
What he admired had always been her cold and intriguing personality. They agreed to be friends based on sincerity, not looks.
Even if there’s magical makeup, transforming an average-looking girl into a stunning beauty within ten minutes is impossible, right?
Ao Xinghao followed her with a limp.
As they reached the warehouse door, before he could catch his breath, he tripped again.
Only to see Qin Xin extend a slender hand and fiddle with the warehouse’s combination lock for a few seconds.
Then, the warehouse door "bang—" automatically opened.
Qin Xin just broke in like that and went straight in.
Ao Xinghao couldn’t breathe; his legs couldn’t move.
They said they ca to "steal" things, but this, this is blatant robbery, isn’t it?
He swallowed hard: "Little Qingxin, stealing is a small matter, but robbery is a big deal..."
Qin Xin’s lips curled slightly: "Yeah. There’s still ti to regret."
Ao Xinghao took a deep breath, a wave of righteousness inexplicably surged up: "I have no regrets, let’s do it!"
If a girl isn’t afraid, why should he, a grown man, be scared!
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