Listening to the woman in front of her, she felt dizzy. She rubbed her swollen temple, then clenched her fist, looked at Yang Ruoxi calmly, pretended to be OK, and said calmly, "well, is that enough?"
The sad cold light smile, but also more strong, eyes looked contemptuously at Yang Ruoxi, as if to understand the little trick in her heart.
Yang Ruoxi was angry, biting his lips, and was ashamed at that moment. But Gu Beicheng's temptation to himself was too great.
As long as you lower your position, even if you are at a disadvantage, you can turn everything around.
Because the conversation between the two people is very quiet, and other people are also talking about each other, so no one will have a discussion because of the dialogue between them.
But the two of them had a panoramic view of Gu Beicheng.
He was a little lonely at the bottom of his eyes. While pretending to be chatting, he peeked at Leng Qingwan's facial expression from time to time.
"Sister Qingguan, why do you hate me so much?"
Yang Ruoxi grumbled a little discontentedly, his voice mixed with a bit of frustration, "I just want to have a chat with you, why do you neglect me? What did I do to make you angry? Or... Because of Beicheng? "
Originally, the previous few words Leng Qingguan didn't feel much, just thought that this woman was too affectable. When she heard the last sentence, her heart was obviously thumped.
This crazy woman
See everyone's eyes to her cast over, cold light smile, want to slap Yang Ruoxi dead.
But she knew that she couldn't do it. It would only make trouble and make the man hate himself more. And I will be embarrassed in the eyes of all people.
When it comes to Gu Beicheng, Leng Qingguan covers his chest painfully. He looks a little uncomfortable. Unconsciously, do you have such deep feelings for him?
Yang Ruoxi's sly smile gradually spread. She continued to pretend to be a poor look, looking at the depressed, sad, disappointed, anxious Leng Qingguan in front of her, still not depending on and not scratching, "Qingguan elder sister? Are you okay? What's wrong? "
Looking at the people in front of him, Yang Ruoxi tooted his mouth, "I also know that this man in Beicheng is usually more playful. But you don't have to be sad, do you? Don't you usually have a bad relationship? "
Although Yang Ruoxi intentionally or unintentionally lowered his voice, the audience was surprisingly quiet. Even Gu Beicheng, who was sitting far away, heard Yang Ruoxi's words and frowned slightly.
Yang Ruoxi, what does that mean?
He looks at Yang Ruoxi and Leng Qingguan with some doubts and displeasure. At last, he falls on Leng Qingguan, who is sulky by himself, with a touch of heartache in his eyes.
Is she... Breathing again?
As soon as he thought of yesterday's Tanabata, he stood her up. There was an indescribable taste in his heart, which made him gasp. When I think about what happened last night, I feel guilty.
Leng Qingwan was in a trance, but he still held up his eyes and stared at Yang Ruoxi calmly.
"You don't want to be empty. You know what you look like, what you look like, a married woman, what do you mean by pestering with him? "