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She didn't want to show that drooling embarrassment to him again.

No matter what, she wanted to be his girlfriend!

It won't be long before she leaves in three months!

Because every story she had experienced was three months.

Although it was a pity to be with this handsome and kind-hearted man for only three months, it was the only way to ensure that she would always feel a sense of novelty, excitement, and gratitude towards love.

Writers need to create passion, of course, need to constantly inject new blood.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to let herself get caught up in it.

Hehe! However, that man was truly outrageous!

If she gets tired of writing that day and he's still single, then go and hook him up again!

Being a lover wasn't bad, but being his wife wasn't bad either!

Thinking up to this point, Tang Xiaoru sent a happy smile towards the mirror.

When he returned to his seat, he saw that Nie Yiyun was still reading that financial weekly book with a straight face. He was completely displeased with her arrival.

She couldn't sit still any longer, smiling as she tried to find out his name, background, etc.

Unexpectedly, he acted as if he hadn't heard her, calmly flipping through the pages. Other than his eyes moving, his eyelashes didn't even move.

F * ck! Was there a need to be so cool?

If it's that cool, why don't you go and do it as a male model!

Tang Xiaoru was so stifled that she was unable to compose herself. In the end, she could only put on her headphones and close her eyes as she listened to the song. This boring journey was so boring that it made one want to die.

It was really depressing!

There was a super handsome guy sitting beside her, and she was sure that his identity was the kind that would scare a lot of people to death!

Because, like the person who tried to capture her, she had to respectfully apologize to him in a humble manner.

He hadn't even made a move yet and his tone was even more flat, but that person didn't even dare to fart!

Such a person, such a good writing partner, but it was a pity that neither force nor force worked for him, oil and salt refused to enter!

What should he do? Was he going to give up just like that?

What a waste!

Thinking of this, her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat.

However, despite the pain, the cruelty of reality still persisted.

To her, he was like an ice mountain that rose from the ground. Even if she used all of her strength, she wouldn't be able to climb it.

This was the first time he felt defeated, the first time he felt like he was facing a plate of delicious food, yet he was unable to find a place to eat it.

He closed his eyes gloomily and listened to the lively melody of the song, but for some reason, he heard a faint sadness.

The afternoon passed in this bored manner.

At night, Tang Xiaoru did not miss the food on the plane. At least she did not have to be so thick-skinned as to accept his kindness. Her heart felt a bit better.

And he ate even less dinner, as if he couldn't stomach it.

She looked at him, and somehow felt sorry for him.

Looking at his frown and the corner of his mouth, she couldn't help but wonder what had made him so upset.

She wanted to help him with the conversation, but he had a face a thousand miles away, resisting her approach. She was left with no choice but to give up in the end!

Late at night, she woke up with a piss, pushed the blanket aside, and rushed into the bathroom.

After relaxing, he came out and sat down. He inadvertently turned his head and saw that although his eyes were closed, his face was still wet. Two crystal clear tears fell on his indescribably exquisite chin and slowly fell down, landing on the blanket.