"Zhan Yan, why can't you be considerate and considerate of me? Why don't you call me?" Mi Xiu slapped himself sadly. He wanted to tear himself apart. Why were you so impulsive? He knew that Zhan Yan was...
A piece of wood, do you have to give her time?
Originally, Zhan Yan was under too much pressure and had nowhere to vent. Just when Mi Xiu called, she found a ready-made outlet to vent her anger on. It was not like she had vented her anger on Mi Xiu in the past, but nothing happened to him.
She was so thick-skinned that she acted as if she didn't hear him. She didn't pay attention to him today, and she didn't treat him as an outsider. She just said what she wanted without thinking about it at all.
In fact, Zhanyan didn't notice what was going on in her heart at all. With her temper, she would not spread her true feelings to outsiders. She used Mi Xiu as a punching bag time and time again. It was her
I have long been accustomed to Mi Xiu's good temper.
In other words, her heart was a little bit close to Mi Xiu, but she didn't know it.
Now, she didn't expect Mi Xiu's reaction to be so big. She looked at the hung up phone in a daze, and was a little confused. Usually it was when she had vented enough, and Mi Xiu shamelessly pleased her, and then used himself
He always makes her feel relaxed immediately by squeezing out the unhappy ones, but today...
Zhanyan hesitated, should she call you? With Zhanyan's usual arrogance, she would definitely lose her temper with whom she would lose her temper if the phone was lost, and expect me to turn around and coax you? Who are you? There is no way.
But... Miss Zhanyan is talking to herself on the phone now.
"After all, people are worried about me, right? They mean well, and I shouldn't take it out on them." Zhanyan said to himself for the first time.
"He said he was too tired. It was me who made him too tired. Hey, even men want to lose face. I offended someone, so why bother? It's not shameful to call back." Zhanyan said for the second time.
Talking to oneself.
"It's not easy for Michu to be able to be so angry with me for so long. If anyone else is angry with me, why don't I just call him?" Zhanyan said to himself for the third time.
"Well, it's better to call, there's nothing to be ashamed of." When Zhanyan muttered to himself for the fourth time, he finally decided to make the call.
She kept giving herself various reasons. At first, she couldn't see clearly whether she liked Mi Xiu or not. She didn't hate him anyway. Maybe she really hated him when they first met him, but Mi Xiu
Xiu is the kind of man who, after getting to know him for a long time, you can find the shining points in him.
If she says she doesn't like it, she also knows that she won't just find a man to vent her anger on. She is an independent and courageous woman who won't rely on others casually. It can be said that Mi Ai is the first person she relies on. Now Mi Ai
Xiu is the second one. What does this mean? Zhanyan just thought about it a little deeply and figured it out.
She deeply realized that this man, Michu, was different to her.
Mi Xiu was depressed and was complaining that he was too impatient when the phone rang. He was originally very unhappy about someone being so blind, so calling him at this time wasn't to scold him. He was so angry at Zhanyan.
, he didn’t want to vent out his frustration, but when he picked up the phone and looked at it, his mouth was grinning almost to the base of his ears.