Seeing Mo never answered, she thought that what she said had no deterrent power, and she turned away: "I'm serious. My favorite person now is the big brother of the next house. If he didn't die and can't marry me, I'm sure that he will marry me if he's dead!"

Zheng Yan looks sorry.

I thought that when I finished, I would see Mo Yongheng's jealous expression. Otherwise, he would show his dissatisfaction.

She had already thought about it. When he was angry and determined how much he cared about her, she would plunge into his arms and groom him.

As a result, she waited left and right, but didn't wait for the picture she expected.

Mo Yongheng's expression didn't even change much, just looked at her eyes flickering slightly, pondered for a while, then said.

"You really like the big brother next door?"

"Of course it is!"

When Zheng Yan finally came to this sentence, she deliberately replied with exaggeration: "I like him since I was a child. My elder brother is very kind to me. He can touch my head and bring me chocolate. He doesn't like to talk, but he is very gentle when talking to me In a word, you don't understand. He was my dream when I was a child. I dreamed that I would wear a white wedding dress and follow him into the church! "

Zheng Yan said, as if she touched her heart, forgetting that she was deliberately stimulating Mo Yongheng, and sighed deeply.

"But he died suddenly. When my elder brother died, I cried miserably. At that time, I felt that life was desperate. I woke up crying every day. When I opened my eyes, I would think of what my elder brother told me. If I was obedient, he would marry me when he grew up."

Zheng Yan, with her hands on her cheeks, fell into memories.

It's not right for her to recall her childhood God in front of her boyfriend.

Hurriedly explained: "don't get me wrong. I was young at that time, and I didn't know what love was. I just like big brother, like idols..."

"It doesn't matter."

Mo Yongheng opens her lips slowly, interrupting her explanation.

The big hand spoiled and rubbed her long hair, and the fingertips slid down her hair to her eyebrows and eyes.

"You can go on with your big brother as long as you like!"

Zheng Yan:

Is he so generous?

It's her fault, she shouldn't be a villain to the heart of a gentleman's belly, ink eternal is not less cold, just not so domineering, don't give her like this, don't give her like that.

Zheng Yan's cheeks are slightly red, and Meizizi picks up her mobile phone to send messages to Nian Xiaomu.

I have a boyfriend, I am proud of Yan: [mu shenpo, I want to donate a temple to you, and offer you incense every day! ]

determined to provide for young brother and elder brother: [ ]

determined to provide for the young brother and the elder brother: "speak! ]

I have a boyfriend and I'm proud of Yan: ["picture", "picture"]

Zheng Yan took photos of the seafood porridge in front of her from different angles, and then sent two beautiful pictures to Nian Xiaomu, with the following words: [he got up early in the morning to cook breakfast for me, marry my husband and marry me! ]

determined to provide for the young brother and brother: "after eating you, I only cook you a bowl of porridge, tut tut. Only you, a fool, feel your weak waist and shaking legs for this business Don't you want to knock over the bowl in front of you! ]

I have a boyfriend. I'm proud of her He is also generous, allowing me to continue to like my boy God!