"Get your hands off me." Luo Yichen's eyes swept coldly over his hand holding Su Rou's sleeve, and his voice was colder than his eyes.
Wang Xu was frightened by his icy sight. He quickly loosened Su Rourou's sleeve, but he still had a bitter face and said, "Rourou, I beg you, help me."
Seeing that he looked so anxious and sincere, Su rourourou was stunned: "if there's anything, just say it!"
There was a faint feeling in my heart that it was probably about Linxi.
Wang Xu lowered his eyes and said, "Linxi, she ignored me."
"Why?" Su Rourou is a little strange. These two people have been playing very hot in the game recently. They saw Linxi's "dating photos" in the show game in three or two days.
"Because... I met another girl in the game. Oh, no, in fact, she came to me and said she would marry me. Then I told her I had a wife, but she still pestered me... Linxi knew about it and thought I had something to do with her, so she ignored me in a rage."
When Wang Xu finished, he looked at Su Rourou with small eyes full of grievances: "Rou Rou, when you go back to the dormitory later, can you say a few good words for me! Just tell her that if she doesn't forgive me, I'll be waiting for her under this tree!"
"Well, it's all right! It's just a little misunderstanding. Just make it clear." Su Rourou originally wanted to raise her hand and pat him on the shoulder to express comfort, but after receiving Luo Yichen's chilly eyes, she immediately took back her hand.
In the dormitory, Xie Xiaoqiu still looked at the book quietly, with a quiet smile on her face.
He Xiaojie was still chatting with her "fengfengdian" on the computer, with a flower crazy smile on her face.
Recently, their relationship has been one step closer. They are no longer just chatting. As time goes on, they are gradually attracted by the gossip characteristics of each other. The closer their hearts are, the closer they are
Finally one day, Feng Feng first said something beyond friendship.
Feng Fengdian: [Jie MaoWan, I miss you. I think I seem to like you.]
He Xiaojie is naturally overjoyed, because she has already fallen in love with the boys in this virtual world who are fantasized by her as Yangyang.
Jie MaoWan: [annoying, you... Are so disgusting.]
Feng Fengdian: [I'm serious. I've never said this to any girl.]
Jie MaoWan: [however, you've never seen me before, so how can you like me.]
Feng Fengdian: [like, it's a feeling. No matter what you are, I still like you even if it's different from the picture.]
He Xiaojie looked at her fat face in the small round mirror in the corner of the table, and felt a little disappointed.
Jie MaoWan: [words... Don't say it so early. Wait until you meet!]
Feng Fengdian: [why, don't you believe me?]
Jie MaoWan: [I believe, just...]
He Xiaojie humbly accepted her small belly: just, if he knows how much he is different from the photos, will he continue to like himself?
Feng Fengdian: [just what? Don't you... Don't you like me? I can feel that you like me, too.]