"Gong Yiling... so stupid." Jiu Qianmo muttered to himself as he looked at Gong Yiling's leaving figure. Today, when he saw that face, he was pleasantly surprised... Ming was back.
But they discovered... Gong Yiling just used computer technology to change his appearance.
But... their stubbornness is really in perfect agreement.
"Xinqing, go home." Jiuqianmo picked up Xinqing from behind, held her in his arms, shook her head slightly at Yin Lu, stepped forward, and sent Xinqing home.
Xin Qing was stunned, her little head resting on Jiu Qianmo's strong chest, her facial expression showed no joy or sorrow, her cherry lips pursed slightly, and her long hair naturally fell down, covering her eyes.
"Lülu, why don't you introduce me?" The girl's voice was very leisurely with a beautiful and sweet tone. "It's not necessary at all!" Yinlu's tone was very bad, his slender fingers were gathered together, and they were clenched into fists. It was the same as before.
His smile was completely inconsistent, as if his face had changed in an instant.
Even the air seemed to be frozen by his cold anger.
"Isn't it necessary?" After a moment, Gong Yiming tilted his head slightly, smiled softly as if asking, and unconsciously tightened the hem of his skirt with his thin white fingers.
The unwillingness in his voice was so clear.
"I can interpret your lack of care as, have you changed your mind now?"
One sentence after another, clear and clear. She didn't care what relationship Yin Lu had with Gong Yiling, but the moment she saw Jiu Qianmo's smile, she panicked.
She had never seen that kind of... unguarded smile. When she looked out the window, she saw that otherworldly smile on Jiu Qianmo's face.
She had never seen it before. She had never even thought about it... Just like that, it was revealed for Gong Yiling.
Xinqing collapsed in Jiu Qianmo's arms and glanced at Jiu Qianmo. However, she found that his facial lines were tense and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was very unhappy.
Xin Qing smiled mockingly, curled her lips, closed her eyes and smiled, looking very happy, but Jiu Qianmo felt that his whole body was surrounded by a cold current.
Jiu Qianmo's eyes swept across the expression of the little woman in his arms, and his brows knitted into a Sichuan shape: "Xinqing, what's wrong with you? Are you happy? Why are you laughing?"
"I'm not very happy, it's because I'm unhappy, that's why I smile like this. If I'm not happy, it doesn't matter whether I'm smiling or not. Even if the corners of my mouth are wider, I'm still unhappy. Even if I'm not smiling, I'm still unhappy."
It doesn’t matter if I’m not happy, or if I don’t update the article =v= Even if I update the article, you don’t like to read articles that have a sad atmosphere, so let me relax and meet you later. =v=