You're not really thinking about my question that seriously, are you?
Qian Qianqian also looked at him, looking at his astonished eyes flashing with a bit of struggle that she couldn't understand, as time passed by second by second.
The expectation that originally shone in her eyes was gradually replaced by disappointment as he remained silent for a while.
Gradually, her eyes became cold.
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The next second, Qian Qianqian's slightly wild laughter suddenly rang out in the originally silent bedroom, breaking the dull and depressing atmosphere in the whole room.
But I saw her holding her belly, pointing at Shi Jing's once again stunned face, laughing until tears rolled down her cheeks:
"Haha~~~Shi Jing, you can't really think about my problem so seriously, right? Haha~~~"
Shi Jing looked at her exaggerated smile, but there was something strange in his eyes, but there was no trace of anger at her reaction.
Qian Qianqian's sudden laughter continued: "Please, do you want to laugh me to death? I asked a casual question, but you actually thought so seriously, haha~~~ My stomach hurts from laughing.
．Shi Jing ．It turns out you are so funny~~~
She held her belly, cried and laughed, and even rolled around on the sofa.
After a while, he frowned with a complex expression. He didn't show much anger because of Qian Qianqian's laughter, but his eyes became a little more silent.
He walked to her and helped her up from the sofa. His voice seemed much deeper, and there was some struggle in the silence that others could not read:
"Stop laughing."
He reached out and patted Qian Qianqian's back gently with his broad palm. No matter whether she was really smiling like this or pretending to smile like this, in short, seeing Qian Qianqian at this time, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Frowning slightly, he watched Qian Qianqian's laughter gradually calm down, his eyes filled with complexity.
Qian Qianqian finally stopped smiling, turned to look at Shi Jing's seemingly solemn face, patted his shoulder with some comfort, and said:
"Shi Jing, actually I found that you have quite a sense of humor. You don't have to answer me. I know everything. Fortunately, I just asked casually. If I were unlucky enough to fall in love with you, I wouldn't be able to finish the grapefruit bath for several days.
My bad luck."
She reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a smile still hanging on her lips.
Shi Jing looked at her like this and watched her remain silent for a long time. Several times, he had the urge to tell her that, in fact, he.
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Maybe it's not that he doesn't know, but he just doesn't have the guts to admit it.
In the end, he said nothing and stood up from the sofa, "I still have something to do."
"Well, well, you are busy with your work. I will go back to my room in a while."
Qian Qianqian seemed to be really smiling happily, with no pretense at all, as if the question she just asked was really a trick on Shi Jing.
When Shi Jing walked into the study room connected to the bedroom, the corners of her forced smile could no longer be pretended.
He finally gave her an answer that made her aware of herself.
Although he didn't say anything, such silence was more cruel than answering her directly. Just like last time, he never answered her directly, but it was several times crueler than answering her directly.