Perfect Stranger novel Chapter 11

On the other side of the room, Louisa was lying on the bed leisurely, looking at her cell phone. She looked up at the door from time to time, wondering why Bran was so patient this time. She had been waiting for half an hour, but he still didn't show up.

Thinking of this, Louisa became more and more uncomfortable as Bran didn't take her seriously. In the past, he had been waiting for her anxiously for a long time, but now he didn't.

The more she thought about it, the more restless she became. But she still didn't want to give up. So she turned her head to look downstairs, only to find that Bran was sitting on the sofa and playing games. He did not worry about her leaving at all. Instead, she just looked at Bran in frustration.

In fact, Bran didn't kick the door open just now, but took the key to open the door instead. Seeing that the other door was open, Bran could not help but feel embarrassed. His mother was becoming more and more childish. Was it interesting?

With a sigh, he went back to the sofa and sat down, playing his game. Anyway, he didn't have to go up, and his mother would come down by herself.

"You bad boy, haven't you found that your mother has disappeared?"

As expected, not long after that, Louisa sat down next to Bran angrily, looking at Bran with complaint on her face. It seemed as if Bran had done something unpardonable. Bran was amused by the terrible look on Louisa's face.

But he tried his best to pretend that he didn't care about it at all. he took a disdainful look at Louisa and slowly said, "you look fine."

Then he continued to play the game without even taking a look at Louisa. With a long face, Louisa stared at the iPad in Bran's hand. She really wanted to throw it away.

But that was only to think about it, Bran looked as easy-going as he could. But she knew that Bran had a bad temper. If he was really angry, the consequences would be unthinkable.

At last, she gave an indignant glance at Bran. Then, Louisa ran upstairs. Bran slept on his own today. As soon as Louisa thought of this, she closed the door.

Looking at Louisa's back, Bran sighed helplessly. He really didn't know when she would grow up. She was just a little girl.

On the next day, before Louisa saw how Bran would lie in her arms, she habitually kissed Bran's pink cheek.

"How many times have I told you not to take advantage of me while I was asleep?"

Bran shouted at Louisa with a disgusted look on his sleepy face. His short temper exploded at this moment.

"Okay, okay, I get it."

She really didn't know whom Bran looked like. It was true that Bran had a bad temper, but he got up more angrily.

After finishing her words, she turned around and walked into the bathroom. It was not until she brushed her teeth that she realized what was wrong. She had locked the door and gone to bed last night. She wondered how that naughty boy Bran had entered her bedroom.

"Bastard, get up. Let me ask you a question. I slept with the door locked last night. How did you get in? "

Ignoring her messy dress, she stood beside the bed and dragged Bran up.

The reason why she locked the door last night was to punish him. But to her surprise, Bran was lying on her bed now. She was curious how Bran came in.

"What are you doing? I hate being interrupted when I am sleeping. So don't touch me before I lose my temper. "

Bran, with an unhappy face, was dragged out of bed by Louisa. He shouted at her coldly.

Seeing the cold expression on Bran's face, Louisa was scared and drew back her neck. But soon she didn't think of what Bran had done, and she took it as a yes.

"I asked you how you got in here? Now it's you who broke into my room and spoke to me in a loud voice. You brat, do you want to rebel? "

Looking at Bran angrily, she was going to build her prestige today. No mother would be deeply cheated by her son. So Louisa was determined not to compromise.

"Dear mother, you can't bear to see me sleep alone in a room. It's so dark in that room. I'm afraid. "

Hearing that, Bran woke up completely. He remembered what happened last night. He changed his clothes immediately and put on a pitiful expression. Bran said to Louisa with a pitiful look on her face, and meanwhile she pretended to shiver with fear.

"Don't try to be pitiful. It's no use now."

Seeing what Bran looked like now, Louisa almost could not help holding Bran in her arms to comfort him. But thinking of what Bran had done to her before, she still held back her impulse.