Mo Xiaoyan was really at her wits end now, why was it different from what she expected! Shouldn't he open his own claws in disgust and say, are you kidding me?
Why is he still smiling so happily? Could it be that he actually doesn't like Xiao Ruo and has fallen in love with him one day, and then deliberately pretended to like Xiao Ruo to get close to him?
(Tang-_-|||: Baby Yan! You are overthinking.)
Every expression of Mo Xiaoyan fell into the eyes of Ivan Xia. Ivan Xia seemed to be very satisfied with someone's expression. She felt a little happy in her heart. She even became disdainful and wanted to tease him. This was not okay.
"Now let me take you to Xiaoruo's house first! I'm sick."
Ivan Xia emphasized the word patient very hard, and Mo Xiaoyan could not see any similar worry in his eyes, but more disdain and sarcasm.
Mo Xiaoyan understood now. It was true that she had thought too much. This kid still had no intention of giving up on our Xiaoruo. He said that as long as she had the ability, he could give it a try. His purpose was to deceive her.
Or to get close to Xiao Ruo.
Sigh!! What do you think Ivan Xia wanted me to say? Are you saying you are infatuated? You really can do anything for Xiaoruo!
Mo Xiaoyan looked at Ivan Xia with some pity. This look made Ivan Xia extremely uncomfortable.
"If you look at me like that again, I will throw you down."
Mo Xiaoyan smiled disapprovingly and said: "You don't know how. Without me, how would you get close to Xiaoruo! Your Highness Ivan Xia."
As if someone had exposed his inner thoughts, he snorted in embarrassment.
In other words, this was the second time someone had seen through his thoughts, and a strange feeling arose in Ivanxia's heart.
Night gradually falls.
An Xiaoruo and Beiyin Zhezi Ye Zhuo arrived at the door of An's house under the faint moonlight.
When An Xiaoruo saw that he had arrived, he immediately turned around and smiled: "I'm here, you go back first!"
"Is Xiaoruo driving us away?"
Under the moonlight, the beautiful boy's figure was slender and beautiful. His honey-colored hair looked incredibly beautiful. His crimson lips were slightly pursed. Bei Yinzhe looked at An Xiaoruo with some grievance, and An Xiaoruo screamed at him.
A heart-wrenching one.
"They didn't even invite us in for tea." Zi Yezhuo echoed, his brown pupils shone brightly in the moonlight.
"Hey, what do you want after you've all sent me home?" It was easy for them to say it, and they wanted to invite them to tea. If An Xiaoruo's nymphomaniac mother saw her, she would have to let them stay overnight.
"Is that so?"
Bei Yinzhe felt even more aggrieved. You must never refuse the so-called cute thing's request, otherwise, you will be instantly killed by his look.
An Xiaoruo was heartbroken and was hesitating on how to let the two of them leave happily.