Mo Yiyang angrily pushed the marshmallow in his hand to Yuan An: "I bought it for you, take it!" His tone was stiff, as if he was the reasonable one.

Yuan An raised the marshmallow in her hand: "I have it!" Her voice was so loud that people passing by could hear it, and some even whistled at her to express their blessing.

Congratulations! She immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing and almost buried her head in the marshmallows.

Mo Yiyang couldn't help but laugh: "What do you have?"

She blushed and yelled at him: "Marshmallow!" Then, one person was so happy that she smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Huh? Are you coming back to me so soon? Princess Sarah who won't accompany you? Hehe, you

You should have told me earlier, I would have known earlier that today was her birthday, and you would have come here to date someone, and I would not have wanted to be a light bulb."

Before he could speak, she spoke again: "Actually, there is no problem if I go back to City A alone. I am the powerful Yuan An, and I won't get lost..."

He lowered his head, his voice low and serious: "Is this how you view this matter?"

"It doesn't really matter what I think." Yuan An laughed and walked towards the hotel: "Let's go, I'll go home tomorrow. I've been out for too long and I miss my mother." She took a bite of the marshmallow and felt something was wrong with her nose.

Sour, like having a cold.

Mo Yiyang didn't say anything to explain, but just followed her back to the hotel.

The atmosphere that night was particularly strange. He was taciturn, but stayed in her room and refused to leave, smoking one cigarette after another.

She also rarely spoke much. She took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and then came out to remind him: "I want to sleep, I'm so tired."

He responded with a heavy "hmm" from his nose. However, he did not leave. Instead, he sat on the sofa not far from her and meditated. He also felt that the smell of cigarettes in the room was not good, so he opened the window and let in the smoke.

The smell dissipates.

He folded his arms, leaned against the wall, and looked out the window in a daze.

Yuan An huddled under the quilt and peeked at his tall and slender back. She was so familiar and loved the feeling of holding him from behind, but now, she was looking at him like a thief, but she didn't dare to move.

He didn't turn around for a long time, and he no longer called her "Yuan An, come and hug me" like before.

She thought that maybe he was missing his Princess Sarah at the Lookout White Heron Hotel. But why didn't Mao go further and miss her, instead of showing it so obviously in front of her in her room?

Soon, she figured it out.

Because they are best friends. There should be no secrets between best friends, so he doesn't need to hide anything in front of her.

Originally, this logic was reasonable. But that kiss at dusk shattered this logic into pieces and shattered her heart.

After a long time, he turned his head and called her softly: "Yuan An?"

Yuan An did not answer, as if he was asleep, snoring evenly.

He spoke again in a deep voice: "Stop pretending, little turtle, get up and chat with me for a while."

The little turtle was furious: "How do you know how to pretend?"

He pointed at her brain: "I don't have a long memory, but I told you that your breathing is different when you are asleep and when you are not asleep."

"I've tried my best to agree!" She kicked the quilt anxiously: "Why don't you go to your room if you have nothing to do? You have to hang out here!"

His brows furrowed even more tightly, and his eyes trembled: "When did we separate you from mine? Yuan An, are you angry with me? I've been waiting for you to ask me. After waiting all night, you didn't say anything, are you?
Chapter completed!