Su Yan's IQ made her conclude that he cared about her.
It's a pity that her emotional intelligence prevented her from understanding the current situation.
"little flower"
"Huh? Host??"
"What did he say last night, why?"
"What words?"
"He said it had nothing to do with me, as if I kissed him and he didn't like it very much."
Xiaohua was stunned for a while
"Don't like you kissing him
No, last night, Xiaohua almost thought that he was going to eat the host, which part of the host did he not kiss? "
Su Yan was silent for a moment when she heard it.
Then feel.
Makes sense.
"He said he has nothing to do with me?"
"Well, could it have something to do with the host sending love letters to others
The hero is jealous, but he is too embarrassed to admit that he cares too much? "
It has to be said that Tongzi, who has always been known as a scammer, finally played what a Tongzi should do at a critical moment.
Xiao Hua said again
"Host, if the heroine sends love letters to others and gifts to her, will the host be angry?"
Su Yan thought for a while, and then gradually pursed her mouth.
She didn't answer Xiaohua's words.
But Xiaohua probably already guessed it.
Xiao Hua sighed.
It seems that after so many lives, it is still useful.
Things that the host doesn't quite understand, they will understand after experiencing it.
The host does not know what love is.
But who can know whether the host already has love
Jealousy is the first step in love.
Besides, the host doesn't care about things that she doesn't care about at all.
Not to mention the kind of person who would be bored for a word or two from others.
But she will listen to every word the hero says.
There will be reactions and anger.
That's the difference.
Wait until Su Yan finds out.
She picked up the glass next to her and took two sips of water.
make a sound
"The gift I sent out was only entrusted by someone. I don't know him well."
Once again, Su Yan explained what happened yesterday.
Feng Rong looked at her twice.
Leaning on the back of the chair behind me, chuckling
"What? I think it's too frivolous to send love letters to others, but to sleep with me on the back. I'm going to find a reason, to be perfunctory?"
Su Yan looked at him
"I have nothing to do with him."
"Oh?"
The way he curled his lips and smiled, it seemed that he didn't believe her words at all.
She was about to continue to say something.
A woman came out of the kitchen.
"Master."
The woman smiled gently, her hair was coiled up high, and she was wearing a black professional attire.
With an apron tied around his waist, he followed and brought the last chicken soup in his hand to the table.
From top to bottom, everything is exquisite.
She leaned over, and the white and tender lumps on her chest leaked out.
choppy.
The woman reached out to open the lid of the stewed chicken soup.
Her eyes seemed to be glowing softly, looking at Feng Rong
"Master, can I serve you a bowl?"
Su Yan looked at the woman.
She stood up.
He walked around the woman and walked up to Feng Rong.
looked at him seriously,
"Do you like me kissing you?"
Feng Rong frowned.
It was probably because she saw her serious expression that she didn't say anything sarcastic.
Because of Feng Rong's silence, she put her arms around his neck.
"I only like you alone, do you believe me?"
After finishing speaking, she kissed Feng Rong's thin and cool lips.
A woman who came to the front with soup slapped, and the spoon fell into the pot.
The smile on his face was barely maintained.