"Hmm..." When she thought of Han Yeshuo, Yi Shuilan immediately showed a sweet smile, with a wider arc, and cute dimples immediately appeared on both sides of her face. This smile was alluring and dazzled all the boys.
Is this considered "gradually enchanting eyes"?
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The dance started, and Yi Shuilan, the lead singer, also cleared her throat, and her melodious singing voice passed the microphone, creating a beautiful sound.
The boys and girls in the audience were all fascinated. Qing Mose secretly cried out for joy, looking for Han Yeshuo's figure. Huh? Why did Mao feel that he was looking at her? Is it another illusion? Well, she must be narcissistic.
, he must be looking at Yi Shuilan.
Han Yeshuo smiled at Qing Mose. In fact, his eyes were always looking at Qing Mose, but Qing Mose felt that it was just his own illusion.
Yi Shuilan paused, looked at Han Yeshuo, and sang the last line, "I Love You Boy~" However, Han Yeshuo didn't seem to notice her, and his eyes never left Qingmose and Yi Shuilan.
Looking at Han Yeshuo, Qing Mose was sweating profusely, as if she didn't want to see Han Yeshuo.
The performance was finally over. Qingmose struggled to survive the fifteen minutes, because she felt that Han Yeshuo did it on purpose!
Qing Mose came to the dressing room, looking almost exhausted, lying on the wooden chair as if exhausted. At this time, Yi Shuilan also came over, "Mose..." She sat on the chair on the other side,
Lowering her head and biting her lip, Qing Mose couldn't stand it. She swore to her ancestors that she had never done anything wrong to her, but why did she show such an expression again?
"What's wrong?" Qing Mose stood up immediately and looked at Yi Shuilan.
"Honey... do you like Han Yeshuo?" It was hard to say at first, but it was best. Yi Shuilan raised her delicate face and looked at her with watery eyes.
"Me?" Qingmo asked dumbly, why did she suddenly ask this question? Can't you see that she hates him? But why does she feel weird when she says she hates him now? There is always a feeling of panic and discomfort.
Comfortable feeling.
"Hmm... do you like him?" Yi Shuilan seemed determined to get Qing Mose's answer.
"I...actually..." Qing Mose felt uncomfortable being stared at, but she felt even more uncomfortable when faced with this question. In fact, she didn't hate him very much now, but if she said she liked him, how could it be possible? He
She's so shady, yet she still lets her wash so many underwear!
"How could I like him? I'm just kidding, it's impossible." Qingmose waved her hands and pretended to be "impossible", answering awkwardly.
"Huh..." Yi Shuilan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I'm afraid you don't like him."
"Why do you say that?" Qing Mo was speechless. So what if she liked him? Even if she liked him, Han Yeshuo wouldn't like her. You can tell by looking at his actions! Which man is not nice to the girl he likes?
Just by looking at his actions, you can tell that there is absolutely no way he likes me!