Why is there a portrait of Sister Ying in such a strange place?
Especially the piece of paper under the portrait...
my love
Who can write English except Xinxi?
Recalling every bit of Xinxi during this period...
Her heart was twitching, she didn't understand and didn't dare to think about it.
Escaped, she went downstairs in panic and escaped from Moxiang Pavilion.
"It's just a painting, just a few English letters... It doesn't mean anything... It doesn't mean anything..." Mo Xiaoqiu murmured to convince herself, but does it really mean nothing?
Suddenly, everything gradually emerged, Xinxi's calmness in front of Sister Ying, the tenderness in her eyes, and her nervousness... He also mentioned her on his lips and in his heart from time to time. If that wasn't love, then
What is love?
Her mind went blank.
Mo Xiaoqiu is not a fool.
She comes from the 21st century, has seen a lot, and heard a lot.
Father, like son.
Xinxi is in the game and he is obsessed. Will she continue to be obsessed?
Don't! Don't...
Mo Xiaoqiu rushed back to her dormitory and closed the door. Tears were already streaming down her face. Was she always just a fool? Was she always self-righteous and dreaming of being loved?
The more I think about it, the more pessimistic and painful I become.
Speaking of it, the time she and Xinxi had known each other was too short, and neither of them knew each other very well. If she hadn't been like him, a person in the 21st century, would he still notice her? Definitely not!
If Sister Ying hadn't already been with the emperor, would he still have looked at her?