"That's because," Zuo Yan frowned, and soon laughed again. His eyes narrowed and recalled things that were so far away. Then he turned around and landed on Tong en's ear accurately. "I practice every day, thinking about how to surprise you when I meet."

His every syllable is accurate. Like his breath, he steps on tonn's heart every time.

Tong en shuddered and pressed her hand on his shoulder. She was very tight, and he knew that she was like a piece of wood and could not move.

She clenched her fingers, and her palms began to sweat. His hostility to Wan Jingting was very strong, and his words were defensive.

"No! I asked you to show up. " Tong en said this eagerly. Her face was red with anxiety. When she was nervous, her blood flow accelerated, making her look white and red. There was no shyness, only tension.

Zuo Yan pondered her words, pulled his lips, and flashed a few shocking points in his eyes, "he already knows my existence, and he wants to study me?"

Tong en thought about it and looked at Zuo Yan, who was totally different from Wan Jingting. He said faintly, "I know her. She is Jingting's psychologist."

"You know that woman very well?"

After closing the door, Tong en frowned and looked at his cold intention. Her heart sank. According to the current situation, she could only come step by step.

What kind of devil has been released.

It was as if she had just been shot. The bullet went through her forehead and she caught hold of the wall.

Vicky's feet are too soft to move. It's too cold and frightening to laugh.

The door was closed again.

Standing on the woman's face, the tall and straight man made an action with his hand. The thumb of his index finger was 90 degrees, and then he gently aimed at her forehead with his index finger up. His face was more amazing than an hour ago, and his thin lips were holding a sneer.

"Let me see again..."

When passing by the door, the door was opened with a crack. The man's voice hovered over his head with no emotion. "It's you who help me wake up. It doesn't mean you have the right to spy."

The man's eyes flashed across her face and fell on the woman peeping out of the window. Vicky, who was lying on the glass window, was shocked by the man's cold eyes. He swallowed and quickly buried his head.

Tong en held her breath and betrayed her with her long, uneasy eyelashes.

Hit the nail on the head.

When the man heard the words, he opened his eyes slightly, straightened his waist, raised his hand, pointed to her small face, and looked at her positively. "Do you remember so long because you feel guilty?"

"I owe you this apology."

But it was this "he". Tong en's face turned white again. He turned his face to avoid making eye contact with him.

This "he" point is not clear, obviously Zuo Yan does not want to say Wan Jingting.

"Apology?" Zuo Yan picked up her eyebrows and lifted her lips in a funny way. Suddenly she loosened her waist and turned back, "is it for me to apologize? Or for him. "

Looking at his expression carefully, her heart was very stuffy. She blinked, "I'm sorry."

Zuo Yan interprets the tension of a woman as another kind of emotion. Looking at her, the ice in his heart gradually melts. In recent years, he hates her. She appears again. He can't tell whether love is more or hate.

In the heart of the exclusive position with landing, stretch the eyebrows forward.

"I thought you didn't have me in your heart." He repressed the excitement in his heart and breathed steadily. It was hard to see the change of man's mood. He walked over and held her face in both hands, smiling, "you want to see me, you want me, you still love me."