Chapter 179

"I have feelings for him, but I'm not in love with him. After all, I haven't really touched the love from any place."

"Well, as if you're not sure you like him, what's your reason for giving him up?" Continue to ask.

"I told you long ago. If you don't believe it, it's useless for me to say it again." Yang an relaxed and yawned. It was really late. It was more than one o'clock in the morning.

"What did you tell me?" Yu se opens her mouth again, but this time, her voice is hoarse and her heart is flustered.

"Mo Jingyao likes you, so if I still have to use you to help me pursue him, then I am not too shameless. There are so many men in the world, and I am not obliged to him. It's good for him to marry you. As long as I don't fall into the hands of other women, I will be satisfied." Yang An'an's play is really half done. She is interrupted by metaphor. She just wants to explain everything to Yu se so that she can continue to cook.

The metaphor sits on the floor.

For a long time, I didn't speak.

"What are you doing? Can you tell me that you're still alive

"Stinky, if you don't talk, I'll call the police, or 120. Which one do you choose?"

"Er, I remember that you fought both 110 and 120 for Mo Jingyao, so I'll fight with you so that you don't speak and you don't respond."

"Metaphor, you don't scare me, OK? If you say something, give it a sound. "

Full of crying voice, Yu se finally raised his head slowly and said to the mobile phone, "An'an, I'm a little bit bad."

"What? What's wrong? I'll call 120 now. Don't worry, don't worry. "

Metaphor color stroked the chest, "I don't have any discomfort, just feel the heartbeat is fierce."

"Well, you have a man in your room? Is mo Jingyao by your side? " Yang An'an began to play her imagination, this moment of special regret, this is just voice chat, if only video chat.

"No, he's not here, but Ann, I think my heart rate will quicken as soon as I mention him. Did you feel the same way when you mentioned a man before?"

When Yang An'an heard this, he took a long sigh of relief, sat down on the bed, and comfortably leaned on the pillow. "Not yet. Metaphor, you are in love, ha ha ha, but I remember that you didn't admit it. I really regret that I didn't give you the video and didn't record it to you. Now you tell me that to live is to hit your own face. Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. It's still a feeling of rapid heartbeat." Yu se also ignored Yang An'an's ridicule, and his heart was filled with the reaction of this moment's heart.

"That's right. Any woman who faces Mo Jingyao every day will give herself away with her heart beating fast. You are a big fool." It's not like an iron and steel company.

Yu se thought for a moment, "am I really stupid?"

"Silly, silly, but any normal person can see from the look in his eyes that Mo Jingyao likes you. As a result, you can't see it by yourself. You are not only stupid, but also stupid." Yang An'an hates not to kill the figurative forehead.

At the beginning, however, she was so anxious that she could not recognize the facts.

What she can see at a glance can't be seen many times when it comes to metaphors.

"I see." He talked to himself and hung up.

Then he got up and went to the position where Mo Jingyao used to sit, curled up there and closed his eyes.

Like a dream, did she really fall in love?

She's not sure.

It's just that suddenly I feel like there's something different in life.

Just leaning on the sofa, I don't know when I fell asleep.

It was not until the next morning that Mrs. Zhan opened the door and came in, that she was helped into her room to sleep.

She went back to the room with her eyes closed. She was so sleepy.

"Sister Zhan, you cook breakfast for Xiao Xu."

"Good."

"Sister Zhan, you send Xiao Xu to kindergarten."

"Good."

"Sister Zhan, I still want to sleep."

"Good."

Mrs. Zhan covered her up and went out.

As soon as Yu se was about to sleep, Teng sat up and took his mobile phone and looked at it.

There was no text message, nor did Mo Jingyao.

She curled her mouth and thought for a while before sending four words: "good morning Jingyao."

After sending, he looked at the mobile phone in a daze.

It completely ignored the countless messages sent by Yang An'an last night.

"Good morning, eat well." This is not a reply like Mo Jing Yao.

However, it is absolutely the reply of Mo Jingyao himself.

"Sleepy, don't eat breakfast, sleep." After sending this sentence slowly, he closed his eyes and went on sleeping.Lips, hanging sweet smile.

Last night, she took the initiative.

This morning, she took the initiative again.

Next, she didn't want to take the initiative any more.

However, she did not expect that after she did not take the initiative, Mo Jingyao did not have a message.

She ate, slept and ate every day. Only when she took Zhu Xu to kindergarten, she would go out to get some fresh air.

The whole person is in a muddle.

Three days passed in a flash.

For three days, Mo Jingyao had no message.

The result of college entrance examination is normal, it takes about half a month to come out.

There is no way to apply for college before the results come out.

The metaphor is boring.

In the morning, Zhu Xu was sent to the kindergarten. Yu se got on the bus and spent time back to the apartment.

Just into the community, just walk to their own building in front of the building, see the front door of the building leaning against a strange man.

When he saw her, he straightened up and came over, "metaphor?"

Very sunny very young big boy, a suit of sportswear, a look is a very good fitness, understand the life of the boy.

"Well, who are you? Do you know me? "

"Zheng Zai."

"Haha, it's you. I almost forgot the conversation that day."

"It's agreed that today's date is still my proposal. How can I forget it?" Jin Zheng clapped metaphorical color shoulder with a smile, "my mother did not cheat me, you are a beautiful woman."

Yu se immediately stepped back alertly, "Jin Zheng, I've got a man I like. It's OK to be a friend, but not others."

"Ha ha, it's said that I'm a Ma Bao man, but I was forced by my mother. You can rest assured that an appointment is just a scene for my mother, eh?"

"Well, after the appointment, after dinner, I will report to Aunt Su that I have no feeling for you, and I will never let you do it hard." I'll give you an expression of relief.

"Thank you. Let's go." At the same time, he scanned the metaphor from top to bottom again. At the beginning, he suddenly said, "when do you have a man you like?"