Ye Sijue curled his lips.
Seeing her eyes rolling around, she looks guilty. Is this okay
"Are you going to say it or not?" he said coldly.
Mo Xiaomeng paused.
She stared at him angrily, "What do you want me to say? You are very domineering, you know that? I have nothing to do with you, we have only known each other for a few days. Why do you treat me like this?"
Ye Sijue's eyes darkened, "Continue talking."
The atmosphere between her and him in the room was so good before, but now, she seemed to resent him deeply.
Mo Xiaomeng thought for a while.
That's right, he didn't have a special relationship with her. Why should she bear it silently when he... played with her like this? She should have exposed him and then scolded him to relieve her anger.
Mo Xiaomeng took a deep breath, put her hands on her hips, and angrily yelled at him, "You obviously like Xiaoxiao, why do you still do those intimate things to me? Do you regard me as that kind of casual girl? I tell you You, I'm not! I don't like to play this kind of game, let me make it clear to you, okay?"
If she spread it out like this, he would let her go, right
Ye Sijue's thoughts changed and he understood what was going on.
No wonder.
From the moment he arrived in the living room, he felt that she was looking at him strangely, as if she was angry. He thought she was shy, but it seemed that his intuition was right.
He said bluntly, "Did you eavesdrop on what I was saying to my mother outside the study?"
Mo Xiaomeng folded her hands on her chest and admitted directly, "So what if I heard it?"
Ye Sijue curled up the corner of his mouth and walked a little closer to her, "Then why didn't you finish eavesdropping? You only left after listening to half of it. That's why you have such messy thoughts."
What, what are messy thoughts.
Mo Xiaomeng looked at him and found that his eyes seemed to have changed. They were not as fierce as before, but instead had a somewhat pleasant smile.
What was his reaction
Mo Xiaomeng suddenly couldn't understand him.
Why should he laugh when she reveals that he likes small things
Looking into her eyes, Ye Sijue seemed to see through her current thoughts and said helplessly, "If you heard it, you should know that the words about liking Xiaoxiao were said by my mother, not me. If you hear what I say next, you will know that I don’t like Xiaoxiao the way you think.”
"Not the kind of love I thought? That's... you still like Xiaoxiao." Mo Xiaomeng said.
Ye Sijue pinched his eyebrows with a headache, "Why do you girls like to pick words so much? Do you want me to say that I don't like Xiaoxiao? I have known her since we were young, and we have a good relationship. It's just like a friend. Is this nothing?"
In his world, there are not many friends. Yin Shaojie, Mu Xiaoxiao and others are just a few, so he cherishes these friends. Is there any problem with this
Mo Xiaomeng pouted and said hesitantly, "Then... you really don't like Xiaoxiao? It's the kind of love between men and women."
"No." Ye Sijue replied.
Mo Xiaomeng looked into his eyes, her mind a little confused, but she could see the seriousness in his eyes, so she believed him a little.
My heart, which was a little stuffy before, seemed to relax a lot.
Ye Sijue curled his lower lip, reached over, and held her cheek with his big palm. His handsome face was close to her, and his warm male breath spread on her face.
(End of chapter)