Chapter 1003

Luo Yujun was afraid that she would think wrong and immediately said, "it's just... Do you like any boy?"

When he said this, there was an imperceptible expectation in his eyes.

Li Mengshan thought seriously for a while, and her heart jumped: "no... no!"

She didn't know why she was so uncertain, but she always felt it was inappropriate to say no directly.

"Really not?" Luo Yujun pursed his lips and carefully observed the expression on her face. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her white face, and every tiny hair was plated with a layer of gold.

Li Mengshan's big black grape eyes blinked and blinked. It seemed that after thinking for a while, she still shook her head gently.

A glimmer of disappointment flashed in Feng's eyes, but it soon lit up again. After all, it's not a bad thing that you don't like others.

However, his face had just eased and stiffened again. Because he heard her say, "ah! Can I go to the next he transcendent game? Listen to Feifei and them, he gave them several tickets! Last time he asked me if I wanted to come, but unfortunately I reluctantly refused... I don't know if I regret it now. Is there still time?"

Before she finished her words, Luo Yujun's face was completely black. He squeezed a few words from his teeth: "yes... You can go!"

Then he walked silently past her and walked straight in the direction of his home. Li Mengshan felt her head in some wonder and ran all the way to catch up: "what's the matter with you? Why are you suddenly angry?"

Luo Yujun said coldly, "no, I'm not angry!"

He's just jealous

Li Mengshan held his hand: "nonsense, you are clearly unhappy."

His face softened at last when he felt her soft little hand holding himself. A glimmer of light flashed in Feng's eyes. He turned around and raised his eyebrows at her: "you care so much, I'm angry?"

Li Mengshan first nodded conditionally, and then shook her head quickly as if she thought of something. Her face turned red like a hawthorn.

"Well... I know what to do!" She bit her lower lip hard. "I'll ask Feifei to give me another ticket! You must... Want to go too?"

"I... want to go too?" Luo Yujun repeated with gnashing teeth.

"Yes, you must be so angry because I only care about myself and didn't expect to invite you! After all, everyone went, and only you were left..."

Luo Yujun suddenly didn't want to talk. He lowered his shoulder in a bit of anger: "yes, I want to go, I really want to go."

"Uh huh! I'll call Feifei now!" Li Mengshan quickly took out the phone and pressed a string of phone numbers. "Hello, Feifei? Is there any ticket you asked me last time?"

"Yes, if you want... There must be!" Lanfeifei laughed and joked. She was sitting at her desk, drawing the design carefully, which was the performance dress she promised to design.

"Well... Can you give me two?" Li Mengshan asked with some embarrassment.

"What do you want two for? Is it... For your brother?" Lanfeifei's heart suddenly hurt, and Luo Yujun's cold Phoenix eyes came to mind.

"No, it's... It's Luo Yujun who also wants to go." Li Mengshan covered the microphone and whispered.

"OK... OK." Lanfeifei tried to make her voice sound cheerful, but the pen in her hand made a deep mark on the drawing.