The light from the window fainted on his face. Facing the light, his face became a little fuzzy, and his alienation became stronger. Step by step, he walked towards her

"Tut Tut, your tone is full of pity. It seems that the dangerous person to be on guard is not Mo Yongheng, it's you!"

The words of Nian Xiaomu, like a magic spell, floated into her ears.

Zheng Yan stretches out her hand and holds her chest. It's a ghost to find that her heart rate accelerates for the first time in front of the opposite sex, and she can't tell whether she is shy or nervous. That's to say, seeing Mo Yongheng walking towards her figure, she suddenly blushes angrily. Then Want to run.

If that's not a run away.

But not wait for her to take a step, ink eternal figure has come to her in front, and drooped eyes to see her.

"Don't you feel well? Your face is very red."

Zheng Yan: "..."

Who says a girl blushing is uncomfortable? She's shy!

Ouch, how can I explain this problem to a straight iron man who has never been in love, has never spread gossip, or even likes what it feels like?

You can't directly say "Mo Yongheng, I seem to have evil thoughts on you", or "Mo Yongheng, you are unmarried and I am not married, do you mind if I touch you?"

She was afraid that Mo Yongheng would send her to the hospital as a madman in the next second.

Forget it, forget it!

She must have been hallucinated by Xiaomu's words. Fanyu was so gentle that she didn't like it. How could she like the Muggle ink forever.

If they are really together, it is estimated that there are no more than three conversations every day.

She was afraid of being suffocated alive!

"Zheng Yan, what are you thinking?" When Mo Yongheng saw that she didn't speak, he thought she was really uncomfortable and touched her forehead with his hand.

Her forehead is a little hot, so is her face.

With him just took a bath, some cold palms formed a significant temperature difference.

Mo Yongheng's eyebrows and heart wring. Just about to find a fever medicine for her, Zheng Yan has clasped his wrist.

"I'm ok. If you don't want to have a rest now, let's go to Mo's group to find little Mu Mu!"

“……”

Mo Yongheng didn't speak. She looked down at her hand and nodded her head gently.

Leng Leng watched Zheng Yan lead him to go out, wait to sit in the car, turn around to see her sitting in the driver's seat to change shoes, he just returned to his mind, said: "I'll drive."

"No, it's convenient for me to change my shoes. Just fasten your seat belt and wait for me."

When Zheng Yan said that, she turned her head and looked at him. Suddenly, she felt nervous and asked, "Mo Yongheng, do you think it's hypocritical for a girl to know how to drive and go out in high heels? If you wear sneakers, you don't have to change your car. "

Ink eternal black eyes slightly Leng, stared at her for a few seconds, then opened lips.

"You like the most, and you look good in high heels."

Perfect answer, not straight male cancer at all.

After a pause, he added, "I can also help you drive."

"You can only help me drive today, but you can't help me drive every day. I still have to rely on myself in the future." Zheng Yan mumbles that the shoes have been changed.

Hum and start the car on the road.

Did not notice that the ink eternity beside her fell into silence after hearing her just saying.

Dark eyes, staring at her for a moment.

Thin lips moved, as if to say something, and finally endured.