While crying crazily: "Can you men let me go? I really can't stand it, I can't stand it, I'm going crazy..."
Yan Zhe was startled, then loosened Xiaoman's arms and said softly: "Okay, I'll wait for you, wait until you come to me. Anyway, you and Song Wenqing can't be together."
Seeing Yan Zhe let go, Xiaoman quickly distanced herself from him: "Even if I don't like Song Wenqing, it doesn't mean I will like you!"
Yan Zhe smiled and burst into laughter, which made Xiaoman's hair stand on end.
The laughter fell, and the corner of Yan Zhe's mouth curled up slightly, and he said very calmly: "Xiaoman, you don't understand men so much! As long as you are my person in life and my ghost in death, I have a lot of time to change you.
What's more, your hands are injured and you can't take care of yourself. You need a man to take care of you!"
Xiao Man was stunned, and suddenly felt that Yan Zhe was so scary. To a certain extent, Song Wenqing was much simpler than him, at least not as sinister as him.
After calming down, Xiaoman looked at Yan Zhe coldly and said: "Crazy man, if you have time to pester other people's women, you might as well spend it on your own wife!"
After saying that, she shook her head and rushed out of the door, leaving Yan Zhe and Yan Yu behind.
After Xiaoman left, the hall became quiet. After a long time, Yan Yu took a step forward and said quietly: "Brother, you have changed, you have completely changed."
Yan Zhe snorted coldly and said: "Sister, it's not that I have changed, it's that I have grown up! People have to grow up, especially men."
Yan Yu paused and slowly walked past Yan Zhe. She felt that this man she was once so familiar with now seemed like a stranger.
Subconsciously, she always regarded him as the little brother who needed to be taken care of by his sister.
But now, he has grown up and no longer needs her as his sister, and he no longer listens to her as his sister.
When did he fall in love with Zhang Xiaoman? She didn’t know
When did he meet Zhang Xiaoman? She didn’t know either
Suddenly, she really wanted to go back to the past, the time when she played with Song Wenqing and her younger brother.
At that time, there was no Zhang Xiaoman among the three of them.
At that time, Wen Qing and his brother only had her in their hearts.
The early summer wind blew gently, awakening Yan Yu's memories. She was surprised to find that she was already standing at the door of Yan's mansion.