"Leng Jichen, can you be faster, now even the snail is faster than you!" Feng Zhiyun hissed downstairs from his house on the other end of the phone.
"What is your lion roaring! Shut up, I'm not in the mood to play with you today, let's go!" Leng Jichen stood at the corner of the stairs and said to the microphone.
"My old lady came all the way to find you, you dare to let my old lady go. If you are a man, come down to me!" Feng Zhiyun said in spite of her image. In fact, she could just ring the doorbell to come in and take him away of course. It’s just that when she likes to quarrel with him, she likes to listen to his voice and doesn’t like to force him
"Xiao Yun, my sister is back, do you know what this means? Do you know? So I really don't have the mood to play with you!" Leng Jichen does not want to talk nonsense with Feng Zhiyun, because it is really very Tired, now he has no extra energy to accompany Feng Zhiyun. Although Leng Canluo once told him to take good care of Xiao Yun, because she is Uncle Feng's most beloved little daughter. He used to love her very much, he left her alone, and he cleaned up the mess for her in the back, but nowadays, he really doesn't have the energy.
"Ji Chen... I'm sorry!" Perhaps Feng Zhiyun knew the consequences of Wen Yanxi's return, because she had also witnessed their vigorous but fleeting love like fireworks, so vigorous, but now...
"Xiao Yun, you are right, you don't have to say sorry, but today, I really can't accompany you, go back!" Feng Zhiyun won't know, at this moment Leng Jichen is standing behind the gate, she won't know In fact, at this time, they are only separated by one door.
"Good!" Feng Zhiyun hung up. But she did not leave. She was pacing outside the door, looking at the fallen petals in the garden, picking them up and holding them in her arms, and puzzled them piece by piece on the ground... I don’t know how long her hands changed from red to red. Changed from white, from white to purple, from conscious to unconscious.
"Hey, Ji Chen? I'm Feng Zhiyun, where are you now? Are you on the second floor? Would you please take a look downstairs? Just one look!" Feng Zhiyun almost pleaded, at this moment Leng Ji Chen is staying in Wen Yanxi's room to analyze LOVEgrill's profile.
He walked to the corner of the bed and raised the curtain. He didn't look at Jiang Feng Zhiyun standing alone and shivering. He looked at his room intently, with disappointment in his eyes. And those words on the ground. He looked attentively and distressed, so he didn't know when Wen Yanxi walked to her. Wen Yanxi looked at everything downstairs. After taking a glance at Leng Jichen, she turned on all the lights in the house and then closed the curtains. Pull away. Leng Jichen cast a questioning look at her. She looked at the eyes of the girl downstairs. It was very good. As she expected, her gaze turned around, facing Leng Jichen's eyes.
"Leng Jichen, come on! Leng Jichen, come on! Leng Jichen, I will always be your trash can, waiting for you to take out the trash all the time! Leng Jichen, I love you!" The shivering man downstairs The girl shouted at Wen Yanxi's window
"Ji Chen, such a good girl, you shouldn't miss it, go down!" Wen Yanxi could see the pity in her younger brother's eyes, so she hoped they would be happy.
Leng Jichen turned and ran down, hugging the girl downstairs. A smile appeared on Wen Yanxi's face, a smile for the first time since she returned to China.
"Leng Jichen, I love you, do you love me?"
"Love, I Leng Jichen only loves Feng Zhiyun in this life! I know you don’t need these empty words, I know these gorgeous vows are very untrue to you, but Xiao Yun, please give me some time, let me and Sister rescued my mother together! The fool promised me, okay!"
"Idiot, when did you become so sentimental, when did you become so poetic!"