I Love You, It's Not About You

Chapter 12: Beautiful boy?

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I finally realized the ultimate problem-I have no choice but to quarrel with this guy.

I resisted my anger and burst into a smile of "all the country and the city", "Mr. Wan Tengfeng, it seems that you should go now! Did you fall in love with me... Um-the beauty of a goddess, and intends to continue to do to me." Beautiful boy?"

He continued to show me his full smile, "Why? Are you still upset with a handsome guy like me who looks at you?"

Damn it! Is this guy fighting narcissism with me

Phew-this is not the important thing now, let's think about how to get rid of him first.

"What do you think?" He suddenly moved his handsome face to my eyes.

Although I am immune to handsome guys, I can't guarantee that this delicate face won't make my heart beat. So, stay away is better, stay away is better!

I reached out and tried to push him away, and he suddenly grabbed my hand.

Uh uh uh! He... What is he doing

His dangerous gaze slowly fell on the white watch in my hand. After a few seconds, he let go of my hand, returned to a serious look, and wrote a row of numbers on the paper.

"When you think of how I can compensate you, just call this."

Does he mean he will disappear from my eyes as I wish

"Goodbye!"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for my answer, he really walked out of the room as I wanted.

I have to admit that when Wan Tengfeng was quiet, he was really like... Prince!

He is different from others, he looks happy no matter when and where. No matter what others say, he will not be angry... No, I think I must have been stunned by his car!

"One star, two stars, three stars... Fifty-five stars, Fifty-six stars..."

Lying in bed, all afternoon, I could only count the stars against the ceiling.

bored…

I have lived like this for more than ten years. Why does it feel like something is missing today

The door was pushed open without warning, and I instinctively looked up at the strange face at the door.

The boy's clean face was somewhat quiet, and when he saw me, he was obviously startled.

"Sorry, I... I don't know... someone." He finished in a daze, and closed the door again.

This is really... Me... In the end... Inexplicable!

Who is this person and why would he come to someone's house

Could it be... a thief! ! !

Oh my god, can't you

Is there such a civilized thief, he actually said... Excuse me

Fortunately, it's not a robber, otherwise... woo woo woo woo... my life might be gone.

One afternoon was exhausted in my messy speculation.

When Ye Yuli walked in, it was already dusk.

The setting sun hanging in the sky, struggling to stop the night, the remaining faint orange light tossed in the air, trying to keep the last light in the world.

Ye Yuli turned on the chandelier and expelled the orange light remaining in the room.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" He complained as he walked over and asked angrily, "Have you eaten?"

"You said breakfast or lunch?" I deliberately answered the question.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and uttered a few words, "I'm talking about dinner!"

Supper is supper, what's the cruelty? This guy has a split personality, and he looks different for a while, making people incomprehensible.