"You feel as an orange friend..." Nangong Yao's voice slowed down, his eyes became sharp, but his voice was still light, even gentle, "did she ever like me?"
This question is too sharp and direct. For a moment, she didn't know how to answer it.
"You have to ask her that? How could I know that? " Instead of facing the problem directly, Zhou Jiayi threw it back to Nangong Yao.
"At least, during her college years, she never forgot me, did she?" Nangong Yao also saw Zhou Jiayi's caution, so he enlivened the atmosphere in a joking way.
Of course, Zhou Jiayi knew his intention, so she laughed with him. She didn't admit it, but she didn't deny it.
After a meal, Zhou Jiayi had a little indigestion. Although she didn't eat much, she felt extremely tired physically and mentally.
So after dinner, Zhou Jiayi casually found a reason and couldn't wait to leave.
Seeing Zhou Jiayi's figure leave, Nangong Yao's lips are raised with satisfaction. This meal No, please!
After coming out of the club and sitting in the car, Nangong Yao leans lazily on the chair and dials a phone.
Soon after the phone was connected, Liang xueou's voice came out with a smile, but also with a hint of sarcasm, "I miss you so soon?"
"I want Mujing orange! Whatever the cost, this woman It must be mine When Nangong Yao said these words, there was a light in his eyes and a momentum in his voice.
Phone slightly pause, but quickly made a response.
"Didn't we talk about it this morning? After Mu Jingcheng loses trust in Qu Shaochen, you can help her and take her for yourself. " Liang xueou some doubts, "you are now stimulated by what?"
"I can't wait that long!" Nangong Yao made no secret of his love and possessiveness for Mujing orange and said directly, "I want her now. I can't wait for a minute! I don't want to see her with Qu Shaochen. I can't stand her with other men besides me. I can't even imagine what they will do when they get home. Even... "
"Even imagine them going to bed?" Liang xueou asked tentatively.
In fact, it must be!
Nangong Yao is what kind of person, she has been clear.
He seems to be a gentleman, but in fact he is a mean person.
If it's not for her to ask for him, she won't lose her body twice or three times and bother with him.
In particular, he was so dignified, in front of the woman who had just been in bed with him, she was even more flustered when she raised such excessive demands.
Although she took the initiative to find Nangong Yao for some purpose, as a woman, she was not a plant. How could she be indifferent to his way of doing so?
But she is very clear, even if he has any idea to Nangong Yao, even if he has nothing else to ask for, he will not give up Mujing orange and like himself.
What's more love?
Hehe, how dare she ask for such luxury?
"Yes Nangong Yao said, "so I can't wait for a moment. What can you do?"
Liang xueou was silent for a few seconds, "I can't think of any other good way except to tie her to you." Speaking of this, Liang xueou pauses slightly. She is worried that Nangong Yao will lose trust in herself, so she adds, "otherwise, give me some time to think about it again?"
Nangong Yao also knows that Liang xueou is telling the truth, so he just breathes heavily and frowns slightly at the top of the car. He doesn't say anything.
"Good That's it
In the end, he had to compromise. It's said that good things go through a lot. He believes that as long as he works hard, there will be nothing that can't be done.
It's like Nansheng group, it's like C group.
After returning home, Zhou Jiayi felt uncomfortable and even had something wrong, so she had to call Mu Jingcheng the next night.
When I received the call from Zhou Jiayi, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Mu Jingcheng had just taken a bath and came out of the bathroom. He was still immersed in the joy of his legs returning to freedom, so he didn't feel anything wrong with Zhou Jiayi's voice.
"Jiayi, what's the matter?" While wiping her hair and holding the phone, Mu Jingcheng looks at herself in the mirror with her face getting better and better. She is in a good mood.
"That Is the district head with you now? " Zhou Jiayi asked mysteriously, just like Qu Shaochen, she didn't dare to speak.
"No! He seems to be very busy recently. He always comes back late. " Mu Jingcheng threw the towel back to the bathroom, turned back to the bedroom, went to the French window, sat down on the sofa, picked up a magazine and put it on his lap, flipped and asked, "are you looking for him?"
"Don't look, don't look!" Zhou Jiayi immediately shook her head, "that Let me tell you something. Don't be surprised! ""Come on, I'm not surprised!" Mujing orange has long been used to Zhou Jiayi, a surprised friend, so she doesn't care about her mysterious topic.
"That..." Zhou Jiayi still felt it was difficult to speak, but finally said, "yesterday I had lunch with your brother Yao!"
"I know that! What's the matter? "
"We talked about some things in the University, and then..."
"And what happened?"
Zhou Jiayi stopped for a moment, "and then it's about you!"
"Isn't it normal for you to talk about me?" Mu Jing orange does not agree, "I am your middle connecting line." At this point, Mujing orange seems to suddenly realize something in general, can't help but stop, then an idea came out, she can't help but excited way, "Jiayi, you two won't eat out the feelings?"
"How big are you? He likes you!" Under the stimulation of Mujing orange, Zhou Jiayi blurted out what she had been holding in her heart for a long time.
But after that, she had some regrets. After all, she was so happy when she got married.
I said that these things, in addition to increasing the burden on her, actually had no effect, or even no meaning.
After hearing this sentence, Mu Jingcheng's action of turning the book stopped. His eyes also lifted from the magazine and slowly looked at the French window in front of him.
It was dark outside the window. There was nothing but a few lights nearby.
"What did he tell you?" Although she felt the complicated factors in Nangong Yao's eyes when she was in the car, she escaped and forced herself. It was just an illusion.