After saying that, she flashed to the side at a speed of lightning speed to concentrate on fishing.
Huang Xiaojue's face turned darker, just like a pan base. He really didn't like Mo Xiaoran like this. She was obviously unable to bear the peace, but she still looked like a docile little lamb.
She felt so strong that she felt sorry for...
In fact, he didn't know that Mo Xiaoran didn't care about An Ran, mainly because Huang Xiaojue was present and begged An Ran in front of Huang Xiaojue... Then she wouldn't be scratched by Huang Xiaojue?
She smiled bitterly in her heart. She really may never forget the cold gun aimed at her for the rest of her life. Only then did she know completely... She is really nothing, she is yarn?
Even one-tenth of An Ran is not considered a tenth!
She is not Ran'er, so even if Huang Xiaojue loved her, spoiled her, and loved her... it was still illusory.
On the side, An Ran was very surprised at Mo Xiaoran's reaction. She was stunned for a moment, wiped the tears in her eyes, turned to look at Huang Xiaojue, "Jue, you too..."
You can teach me how to fish!
What Mo Xiaoran can enjoy with Huang Xiaojue, she must also enjoy...!
Unexpectedly, before Huang Xiaojue finished her words, he interrupted her coldly, "Go and learn from Xiaoran."
He could guess her thoughts completely, which was different from his guess of Xiaoran's little thoughts. Xiaoran was simple and did not hide himself...
And An Ran is too fake. People like this can easily see through their psychology after getting along for a long time.
The cold night light shone on Huang Xiaojue's body. His soft and handsome dark brown hair reflected a beautiful and elegant light, and his already charming and majestic body looked even more mysterious.
An Ran looked at him in a daze, her eyes filled with obsession. However, in a trance, she saw a trace of undetectable disgust in Huang Xiaojue's deep eyes.
That look...is obviously aimed at myself!
boom!
An Ran felt his head exploded. He hated him?
She could hardly believe it, and her hand holding the fishing rod was slightly trembling. She forced herself to calm down, and gently walked to Mo Xiaoran's side and sat down beside her.
"Xiaoran,...will you teach me?"
"...Well." Mo Xiaoran responded softly, but he was not enthusiastic at all. His beautiful black water eyes seemed to be covered with cold fog, and he just moved his mouth, "You just need to be like me."
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"What if there are fish on the hook? What should I do?"
An Ran didn't mind Mo Xiaoran's coldness, but a hint of hatred flashed quickly in his eyes... OK! Mo Xiaoran, you dare to be cold too...
"Just hold there." Mo Xiaoran freed up a hand and pointed to a seat on the fishing rod.
An Ran tried to do it in confusion, and then sighed disappointedly. "...I don't understand... Xiaoran, can you demonstrate it?"
Mo Xiaoran hesitated for a moment, and somehow, she suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.
But she was born with a good temper. In the end, she stood up and patiently taught An Ran, "That's it..."
"Sist this position?" An Ran's hand also covered the fishing rod that Mo Xiaoran was using, and a faint curve suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She suddenly exerted force on the fishing rod. Mo Xiaoran was unprepared. The two of them moved forward together and fell into the lake several meters deep.
"Puzzle!" Suddenly, cold water splashed everywhere, and a terrifying mist was raised.
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Xiaoran is a landslide... Your sister Bingbing is also a landslide~~