Chapter 965

Otherwise, just delayed these time, very hard to cook good soup is afraid to be cold, but also hot again.

As for Xu ling'er

In the eyes of Chang Cong, except for the initial surprise, there was no other emotion. The contrast was so big. Although they didn't know exactly what Xu ling'er had experienced, Chang Cong didn't mean to ask.

If you just guess, you can guess more than half.

Poor? Of course, it's pitiful. At the beginning, Xu ling'er's high toes were very different from the woman in the photo. At first sight, she experienced a great blow.

But Chang Cong doesn't feel distressed or heartless, and doesn't plead for her. She's not the virgin white lotus. What's more, she is a cold hearted person, and has never had much emotion.

She knows that for herself.

They are all adults. Since they dare to do something, they should be prepared to be responsible for their own behavior, right? No matter whether it's out of Xu ling'er's original intention or not, maybe she didn't think it would turn out like this.

But so what? Since Xu ling'er dares to do it, he should be prepared to be responsible for his own behavior.

So what about pity? Isn't she pathetic? She was involved in this bureau, and even almost lost her life. If it wasn't for her, there was no way to know the truth, was it?

Therefore, some things do not need any compassion at all. If you dare to do it, you should be prepared to bear the consequences.

Looking at Chang Cong's face without any moving or compassionate expression, Feng Tingmo's mouth slightly hooked.

This is the woman he likes. If Chang gruel really shows any pity now, or pleads for Xu ling'er, Chang gruel will not be Chang gruel any more, will it?

"Ouch, I can drink soup at last. My eyes will see through it!" Heard here often porridge said finally can drink soup, originally sitting far away on one side of the sofa above two people, very unified close to the bedside.

Su ye also very exaggerated pinch his nose, smell to smell, it looks really interesting, see often porridge can't help laughing, just the mood is washed away.

"And me and me." Siyu is not willing to be outdone. He comes to the bed and looks at the soup cup in his hand.

And even swallowed.

Compared with Su Ye's single smell, Siyu's level is obviously higher. But she had stolen it when she was in the kitchen. Now she still feels like she's lingering.

As early as just now, her eyes couldn't be separated from the soup cup. She just looked at the serious atmosphere, but she also knew the color of her eyes. She didn't say anything at that time, just stayed quietly to reduce her sense of existence.

From time to time, I make complaints about my heart, and finally wait until I start to drink formally.

"Puff..." looking at the two people's surprisingly consistent expression, Chang Cong finally laughs. It's too cute, isn't it.

Instead, Feng Tingmo looked lazily at the two people in front of him. There was no mood fluctuation in his eyes, but what was groundless was to let people cool behind him.

At the same time, they felt their bodies stiff, their blood was chilly, and they ground their teeth silently. Obviously, there was no meaning to take it alone.

Two people look at each other, from each other's eyes inside to see a touch of firmness.

Death or soup

Then he squeezed out the same stiff smile on his face, quietly turned to the side of his body, leaning towards the side of Chang Cong, which was a little more psychological comfort.

Otherwise, I really can't bear it, OK

Obviously, two people have reached a consensus, to soup, of course, to soup!

In front of the noodle soup, how can you surrender so easily! Never give in to hegemonic power politics! They want to revolt, they want to resist! They want to lead the victory of the revolution and fight for their rights!

Yes, it's just a drink of soup. In these two people, it's hard to see that the spirit of a strong man to die is magical.

But the two people's expressions are very serious, can't see the slightest thing is wrong, obviously, the two people reached a strange consensus on this matter.

What is life! They want soup! Soup!

So even if their body showed a rigid trend, next to the chilly eyes staring at it, the two are still firm with the original idea.

They want soup! Soup!

"What's the matter with you?" Because as soon as Chang Cong turned into soup on his back, he missed the lively scene behind him. When he turned around with the soup, he found that something was wrong.

Frowning at the two people sitting at one side, I always feel as if there is something strange.

But if you study it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong except the slightly strange atmosphere.

Often porridge some doubt voice, is not in her don't know, what other things happened?

Looking at their strange appearance, Chang Cong took a thoughtful look at Feng Tingmo. It was a subconscious reaction, not because he noticed something.

How can that be a common person? How can so easily reveal what unusual emotions.

So when Chang Cong looked at her, she was looking at her calmly... The soup in her hand didn't even extend to the two people over there.

Is she wrong?

"It's OK, ha ha..."

"Nothing, nothing..."

When they heard about the culture of Chang Cong, God knows how much they wanted to tell Chang Cong about Feng Tingmo's real thoughts! No wonder it is said that women in love have negative intelligence quotients. There is no problem at all.

Usually, congee is a smart person. His reaction is so sensitive. How can it be ineffective?

Ming Ming Feng Ting Mo performance so obvious, how has always been smart often porridge is not aware of it! It's so easy to be fooled by Fengting Mo!

They would like to say, but the one who is still here is watching. They dare not say anything easily, so they can only keep a stiff smile on their faces and friendly express that they have nothing to do.

In fact, hands are quietly clenched into a fist, OK!

But, they, bear it!

It's chilly and stiff, but it doesn't matter! As long as they hold on, they can drink soup!