Jiang Hexun looked at the man in front of him and said, "I think you should recognize your true heart, and I don't want to fall in love now."
She kept saying that she wanted to reject him.
"It's okay, I can wait."
Yan Louchuan stared at her eyes without paying much attention.
Jiang Hexun was staring at him at a loss and wanted to run away.
She was very depressed, knowing that she couldn't communicate with Yan Louchuan.
"I'm going back."
Jiang Hexun turned around and was about to go back.
Yan Louchuan held her hand and said, "I'll take you back."
"I can walk by myself."
She wanted to break free from his hand, but he held her tighter.
Yan Louchuan knew that she was thin-skinned, so he leaned close to her ear and said, "There are too many people here. Do you want to be watched all the time?"
Sure enough, Jiang Hexun stopped struggling and followed him into the car honestly.
Sitting in the car, Yan Louchuan decided to have a good chat with her.
He asked calmly: "I like you, so why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
Jiang Hexun lowered his eyes, "No, I just don't want to fall in love."
Yan Louchuan: "Even if you don't want to fall in love, there is no need to stay away from me forever."
Jiang Hexun whispered, "But if I don't like you, I shouldn't be so close to you."
Shouldn't a clear line be drawn between the two of them now?
Yan Louchuan looked lazy and rested his elbows on the car window, "So, am I a dead person here?"
Jiang Hexun: "..."
He stopped talking and started the car to drive slowly.
The car was driving very slowly. While waiting for the traffic light, Jiang Hexun leaned against the car window and kept staring at the milk tea shop on the roadside.
She swallowed unconsciously, wanting to drink it.
Yan Louchuan glanced at her and said, "Want to drink milk tea?"
Jiang Hexun refused to admit it, "No."
After passing the intersection, Yan Louchuan found a place to park and told her not to run around before getting off the car.
It is summer now, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there are many people queuing up in the milk tea shop.
Jiang Hexun looked at Yan Louchuan who was queuing through the car window, his eyes gradually becoming wandering.
Gradually, she thought of her attitude towards him over the past year, and then thought of what he just said, and finally felt a little guilty.
However, she couldn't pretend to be friends with him even though she knew he liked her.
This behavior is too green tea.
When Yan Louchuan came back, he saw her in a daze.
He handed over the milk tea in his hand and said, "Here."
Jiang Hexun stared blankly at the milk tea he handed over.
Pudding oatmeal milk tea, warm, moderately sweet.
It's her favorite taste, and it's also the sweetness and temperature she always drinks.
How did he know?
Jiang Hexun took it blankly, bit the straw out of habit, and took a big sip. After satisfying his appetite, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Along the way, although Yan Louchuan didn't mention that he liked her again, his every move and every look told her that he liked her.
In the sealed carriage, Jiang Hexun was at a loss as to what to do, and she almost chewed the straw.
Although the air conditioner was on in the car, she felt that her face was so hot that it almost burned.
Jiang Hexun couldn't wait to get out of the car immediately.
The car finally arrived at the door of the house, and Yan Louchuan got out of the car to take her in.
She quickly waved her hand, "No need."
Yan Louchuan hummed and still walked towards the gate of the house.
Jiang Hexun frowned, "I said no, didn't you hear?"
Yan Louchuan said casually: "I heard it."
After a two-second pause, he added: "You say your thing, and I'll do mine."
Jiang Hexun couldn't defeat him and felt very depressed.
Fortunately, he did not enter the living room, but stood at the door and watched her enter.
It wasn't until she ran upstairs quickly and couldn't see her anymore that Yan Louchuan turned around and left.
Back in the car, he suddenly received a call from Mani Country.
After listening to the report over there, his expression was visibly cold, "How do you look at people?"