"What's wrong, Xiaodie, why are you surprised! You and I like the same person!" Yilin's words immediately made Xiaodie feel shy.
I saw that the little medicine boy who had been keeping his head down raised his head for the first time and looked where Yilin's words pointed.
He looked straight at Xiaodie, then looked away again
"Okay, I'll make the decision for you, just follow my last name!" There was an undeniable tone in her tone.
I saw the little medicine boy nodding his head.
"It's right this time!" Just after saying this, Yilin seemed to have fallen into deep thought again.
"What name should I think of for you?" As he thought about it, his eyes kept scanning his body.
It seems that the drug boy in front of him doesn't like people staring at him like this.
"Why are you always blushing! You're even shyer than a girl. Just think of me as your sister. Don't worry too much."
Yilin felt more and more that her ability to persuade others had improved, and it seemed that her patience had also increased a lot.
Her words were not useless to him. He could not help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart when he saw that he dared to look directly at her.
"Do it!" She warmly greeted people to sit down like a hostess.
She seems to really regard herself as the mistress of the palace
Xiaodie didn't dare to say anything and stood aside silently.
How dare he do it! Looking at the lobby of the palace, his legs seemed to be shaking a little
Under Yilin's tough attitude, he finally sat down
As I walked along, I felt it was unusually quiet. The lobby of the palace was even more eerily quiet. It was so quiet that I could hear the shouts and shouts of the vendors on the street.
But this is just Yilin’s personal intuition.
Immediately, I thought about it, but it is quite difficult to name the surname Ma, especially it is even more difficult to think of a name for a man.
Yilin kept thinking, "That's right, Ma Jingtao" and then laughed again.
"No, this name is too old." I thought that my mother's favorite was this actor, but I was okay with it! She also watched some of Ma Jingtao's TV shows.
"Let me think about it," Yilin said to herself at this moment.
No one responded to her, she just kept a thinking expression on her face
"Just call it Ma Wenjie! This is such a poetic name!"
"How's it going, Xiaodie, do you think it's okay?"
Looking at Xiaodie questioningly
"Why don't you speak?"
"Sister Yilin, can I speak?"
"Well, that's okay, and no one is putting a knife to your neck, so you don't dare to speak."
"But sister Yilin, didn't you let me talk?" She looked at Yilin longingly, with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"Xiaodie, are you exaggerating a bit?" He looked at her with contempt.
"How's it going? Answer me!"
I saw Xiaodie hemming and hawing.
"What's wrong? Why are you doing this? Is it bad or something?"
Xiaodie's expression is a little strange
"Sister Yilin, you can't use such a name."
"Why not?" He looked straight at her, trying to see a little bit of the reason from her eyes.
"Wenjie really can't use this"
I saw a little fear in Xiaodie's words
This made her feel even more strange. Isn't it just a name? Does she have such an expression?
"Why?" The question in Yilin's eyes became more profound, and she glanced straight at Xiaodie.