Lei Haotian leaned on the sofa and uttered a sentence with cold lips, his eyes filled with an even colder chill.
He was seriously jealous of Huahua to the point of destroying him. The woman he wanted to see but couldn't see surrounded him all day long. Almost every day when Nan Pakhao reported his love affair, he would inevitably hear the word "Huahua"!
Yan Xinggan!
These two words slowly emerged in his mind. The greater jealousy came not from Huahua, but from the real purpose behind the sweetheart's efforts to support him. Was it to find Gu Shaocheng?
He had to admit that he felt extremely uncomfortable right now, and his jealousy was so strong that it even overshadowed the smell of alcohol all over his body.[
Is it him that my heart loves, or the Gu Shaocheng in the dream?
If they are not the same person, if they both stand in front of her, who will she choose?
Damn it! There is a feeling of depression in my heart, but I can’t vent it!
That woman clearly promised to be his woman, but she tried every possible means to find Gu Shaocheng in her dream: she drew a portrait of him and made him wanted worldwide; she released Huahua as bait; these two things were almost close to the bottom line of his tolerance!
A chill ran down Nan Baihao's spine, and he quickly returned to the topic, reporting everything he had done all day long to Brother Hao in detail, fearing that he would get frowned upon again.
At this moment, my sweetheart is lying in front of the window sill, holding his chin, playing with his mobile phone, and staring at the quiet sky in a daze.
She finally had no choice but to ask for Lei Haotian's mobile phone number from Nangong Piao. At this moment, she was hesitating whether to call him or not.
Doesn't it seem like she values him too much? Girls should be more considerate, otherwise men will think that they eat you to death, and they will definitely become less and less interested in you.
Besides, who knows if that man was coaxing her to play? Men all like to hunt for love, and they may have long forgotten that there is a person like her in this world.
Depressed, so depressed, so depressed!
Xingan was sitting on the window sill, playing with his mobile phone and having a fierce ideological struggle.
Oh, forget it, she's not such a pretentious girl, why do she think so much? It's just a phone call, what's the big deal? Then she quickly dialed a phone number thousands of miles away.
A series of melodious ringtones rang suddenly, interrupting Nan Baihao's meticulous report. Lei Haotian stared at it carefully and was stunned for a long time when he saw the caller ID.
"Brother Hao, phone number." Nan Baihao reminded from the side.
I have never seen Brother Hao staring blankly at a phone for a while. Who called? Did something big happen?
"Uh..." After a while, Lei Haotian's eyes were fixed on the caller ID number. He pursed his lips and looked at it again and again, as if he couldn't imagine that it was a call from his lover. He confirmed it again and again. When he finally recovered from his shock and over-excitement and answered the call again, the call had been hung up.
"Humph, I don't want to show you face. It's rare for me to make a phone call but I don't answer the phone! Sure enough, if a man is reliable, a sow will climb a tree and sleep!" The extremely depressed heart threw the phone on the bed, and then walked away from it. I jumped down from the window sill, put on my furry slippers and turned off the light to sleep.
"Why didn't it ring?" Lei Haotian frowned and continued to wait.
"Brother Hao, why is it not ringing?" Nan Baihao asked curiously from the side.[
Lei Haotian raised his eyes, pierced his eyes sharply, and cleared his throat: "Why don't you get out?"