Chapter 1242： He kissed her 2

Besides, this young master probably doesn't even know what a caregiver is.

Fang Jiming pursed his lips, but did not answer her words.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at her calmly, "Do you want to have breakfast first, or talk about our affairs first."

"Talk...what to talk about." Wang Jiaohua was a little nervous, but also a little lost.

What is there to talk about between them? It's nothing more than breaking up.

Sure enough, the real return, is she going to give way to this double.

When the two had not formally communicated before, she just wanted to pull him out of the shadow of the past, as long as he was happy.

But now, she has become greedy.

I hope that his happiness will be given by her.

But, what qualifications did she have, he was always cold and indifferent, and he didn't show that he liked her at all.

And after seeing Bu Zhiyao, she already knew very well that in his eyes, she was just a stand-in.

If you stubbornly refuse to break up, you will only embarrass yourself.

She Wang Jiaohua has her own spine, and instead of taking her own humiliation, she might as well leave by herself, at least retaining some dignity.

So she straightened her back, took a deep breath, and met the bright gaze from above.

Word by word, "If you want to talk about breaking up, then I agree."

Fang Jiming was turning the magazine's hand for a pause, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light shot out.

"Break up? Is this what you want to tell me?"

Wang Jiaohua felt bitter in her heart, where was she trying to break up.

Rather than let him dump her, it's better to mention it first.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight, but she doesn't even have the qualifications to fight.

A stand-in is a stand-in, and will never be better than the original owner.

She straightened her back, as if only in this way, could she hold up her face and not let herself collapse in front of him.

"The woman last night... is your first love, right?"

Fang Jiming frowned, his eyes a little bitter, he returned his gaze to the magazine and nodded lightly.

A bit of bitterness slipped through Wang Jiaohua's eyes, "Since she is back, I don't need you to rush, I will quit."

Snapped!

The magazine was suddenly thrown on the coffee table in front, Fang Jiming got up with a calm face, walked to the bed, and looked at her condescendingly.

"What do you mean, am I an item? Just kick it around."

"No." Wang Jiaohua retorted subconsciously, and then realized something, she was startled, "You mean, don't break up?"

"Why break up? When did I say that I would break up, don't even think about it!"

"No, but she's back..."

"So what? I have never concealed Yaoyao's existence. You know my relationship with her very clearly. I don't think she will be the reason for our breakup.

If you want to get rid of me for this reason, there is no door. "

Wang Jiaohua was a little confused.

Wait, she wants to straighten out her thoughts. Now he obviously doesn't want her. Why are you doing it now, as if she was looking for a reason to dump him?

"Isn't Kebu Zhiyao your first love?" At this point, Wang Jiao's heart hurt again.

Boring and uncomfortable.

"She is my first love, and you are my current girlfriend."

When she heard these words, Wang Jiaohua was happy in her heart, but this happiness was quickly replaced by loss.

She thought of the scene where Bu Zhiyao hugged him last night, so dazzling, so heartbreaking.

Neither she nor him have embraced.

"I know you want to start again with her, otherwise you wouldn't hug me last night. You never hugged me."