The black eyes instantly filled with mist, and their hands trembled unconsciously. Mo Xiaoran stroked the bracelet, and felt indescribable complexity in her heart as if she had knocked her over a bottle of five flavors. "Didn't you give this bracelet to her?"
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"She" refers to An Ran.
That pair of couple bracelets were specially created for him and An Ran...
Even if she was the owner of the bracelet... but this bracelet never really belonged to her.
"...No." Huang Xiaojue turned his head slightly, staring at her from the corner of his eyes, feeling distressed in his brown eyes, "Girl... This is your thing..."
How can you give it to others at will?
This seemingly fulfilling concession is more tortured than anything else!
This stupid girl obviously still loves him, when can I fight for him? Just like in the cafeteria that day, she announced loudly "stay away from my man", and she was so courageous for love...
"A liar." Mo Xiaoran curled his mouth and stuffed the bracelet back into his hand, and said cruelly, "Besides, I'm going to get engaged... I don't want this bracelet for me!"
"..." He frowned, and forcedly handed her the bracelet to her again, with a stiff tone, "Put it on! Also, don't mention engagement in front of me!"
Mo Xiaoran lowered her head and stared at the exquisite chain in her hand in a daze, murmuring with the smell of protest, "Why should I wear it...its owner is your Ran'er..."
Although, she is the real Ran'er.
But this is not important anymore. Huang Xiaojue believed that Sophie was An Ran, so that's it. Anyway, she, Zhen Ran, remembers nothing.
She is not going to tell anyone about her identity…
Let this secret slowly corrode with time...
Huang Xiaojue curled his lips slightly, bringing up a bad charm, "Are you jealous?"
"No." Mo Xiaoran avoided his gaze and denied it reflexively, but the conversation he and her two days ago appeared in his mind... She also asked him, "Are you jealous?", but he answered without hesitation.
"Yeah, I'm jealous"...
If she hadn't gotten engaged to Louis, she thought she would have told him without hesitation that she was jealous...
I feel really sad...!
"Girl," Seeing her escaping, Huang Xiaojue sighed faintly, "Be good, don't think about peace, I don't love her..."
I love you... stupid girl.
Mo Xiaoran's heart was shocked and she stared at him with black eyes wide open.
Is this really Huang Xiaojue himself? He actually said that he doesn't like An Ran...
He looked at the dumb little girl with a look. He reached out and pinched her tender little face. The magnetic sound was full of pampering. "Don't glar at me with such distrustful eyes..."
"..." Mo Xiaoran let his big palm ravage her little face and still glared at him in disbelief, "Huang Xiaojue... say it again! Who do you don't love?"
He smiled softly and opened his lips decisively, "I don't like An Ran!"
"Do you dare to tell An Ran in person?" Mo Xiaoran put his hands in his waist, staring at his handsome side face without a moment.