Finally, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her with a little helplessness.
"Is it that pretty?" he asked.
"Of course. I think every part of your body grows according to my liking." Luo Liyan lifted the pillow and shook her head on it.
The smile is bright and clear.
Scatter all the remaining frivolity.
Teng Zihang looked at her so pure, even though he knew it was an illusion, his heart softened a little.
"It's more in line with your preferences than your fiancé?" He raised his eyebrows, teasing casually.
Luo Liyan felt that his words were really sour, so she couldn't help snickering.
Then he pursed his lips quickly, and looked him up and down pretending to be serious.
"Of course, you are more in line with my preferences than him. It's a pity that he appeared earlier than you. I am more nostalgic." Luo Liyan shrugged helplessly.
Then he saw the corners of Teng Zihang's mouth twitching slightly, and he turned a sarcastic arc to one side.
Tsk, this sour smell really fills up the whole villa.
Luo Liyan blinked her eyes, and suggested expectantly: "Why don't you wear a white coat, I think it's more in line with my preference if you wear a white coat and just sit there in the same posture as before. And Don't doctors all wear white coats? If you wear them, I will trust you more."
"I'm a psychiatrist, so I don't need to wear that." Teng Zihang frowned and rejected her proposal.
But in the end, he raised his head again, and there was some amusement in his eyes: "Then if I am more in line with your liking, will you abandon your fiancé?"
Luo Liyan was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and thought about it seriously, nodded but shook her head again: "It's impossible to give up. But if you can always be so in line with my liking, I can consider it. See, turn our short-term relationship into a long-term relationship."
Teng Zihang lowered his long eyelashes slightly, looking at the little girl who was clearly talking about scum, but looked cute and cute.
But the more she rejected herself like this, the more Teng Zihang couldn't help wanting to get closer.
It's not entirely related to liking, but simply wants to know why she is so obsessed with Ni Dongjun, who is obviously a different person.
"This doesn't seem like a good deal for me." Teng Zihang smiled lightly and shook his head.
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, she saw a tangled look.
This deepened the smile on Teng Zihang's face.
[Reminder: Congratulations to the host for successfully making Teng Zihang feel that you care about him. Add 5 points to the favorability point, and the current favorability point is 40.]
"Don't you really think about it? As long as you wear it once, I will grow our relationship for a long time. It's not a week, not a month. Whether you can do it or not, we can always be together." Luo Liyan slowly Tuzhi's coaxing, his gaze dropped a little.
Teng Zihang's face froze, and then he put the file board in his hand on his lap with a sullen face, blocking Luo Liyan's sight.
"I don't think Miss Luo needs to worry about this. Even if you really want to end our relationship early, it will only be because you are too weak, not me." He emphasized in a slightly shy tone.
"So you agreed to be with me now?!" Luo Liyan's round eyes immediately became crystal clear.
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[Kneel begging for tickets!]