He was not at all indifferent to the little man in front of him, his eyes were full of a doting smile, that smile was natural, and his eyes were deep and intense, as if he loved the little man deeply.
Thinking of this, her body became less upright, her heart began to tremble slightly, and she smiled unnaturally.
At this time, Changle had been held in Chu Wuyou's hand. Although there was a little bit of ventilation, it was still very stuffy.
Chang Le pointed his red lips at the bell helplessly, and shouted at Chu Wuyou, "Chu Wuyou, let me out quickly, I'm going to be suffocated to death!"
"Haha! Little thing, how can I bear to let you be bored!" The man chuckled in surprise, then shook his head, and then spread his palms. As soon as he spread them out, Changle jumped down and quickly stopped at a distance.
He was in front of the wine bottle three feet away.
Her small body is less than half the height of the wine pot, and her smart eyes move around as if she is calculating something. She is so cute.
Changle didn't understand. She rejected his marriage. He should be angry and ignore her. He threatened her when he left Xu Mansion last time. Why did he smile at her again today? Is this person schizophrenic?
He's so stubborn that he's starting to act like a pamperer?
But, what’s going on with the beautiful lady next to me who looks similar to me? She’s not blind!
One of them was outstanding, the other was as graceful as jade. The two of them were a perfect couple. The way their eyes looked at each other, she felt that she suddenly became an outsider, excluded, and extremely boring.
"She! She is the girl from Changle who refused your marriage before? Why...she looks so similar to me." At this time, Feng Cang, who was standing next to her, had already looked at Changle with confusion. She almost couldn't sit still, she was so shocked that
He fell down and was held by Chu Wuyou.
"Well! Who else but her would be so bold and dare to refuse my marriage! How did you guess that?" Chu Wuyou smiled and looked at Feng Cang. The two of them seemed to be familiar with each other, not like they had only just met each other.
Months later, there was quite a bit of sympathy for each other. After all, both of them were first-class people.
Feng Cang laughed lightly, took the wine Gong E poured, and handed it to Chu Wuyou's table. He looked at him with a look of understanding, "I've known you for half a month, don't you think I can't even see this?"
Come out?"
The way he looked at this little man, and the doting little thing in his mouth, who else could it be except Xu Changle, who refused to marry him.
These days, even though she didn't ask, some people rushed to tell her.
Chang Le was a little confused, why did these people know about her rejection of Chu Wuyou? Logically speaking, not many people knew about it, so why did it gradually spread out.
If my eldest sister knew about it, I don't know what she would think.
Hey, look at this noble saint, whose status is a hundred times stronger than mine. She can talk to him like a friend, but she can't. The relationship between her and him is always full of gunpowder.
"Okay, you guys chat, I'm going out first, I have to catch the mushroom spirit later!" Chang Le saw the two An Ran looking at each other, looking a little unhappy, turned around and was about to jump outside.
But no matter how fast she was, she couldn't match Chu Wuyou's hands. He held her in his hand, and Changle hurriedly tried to get out, just like holding an active loach. Chu Wuyou couldn't bear to watch.
He couldn't help but chuckle.
"Where are you going? You haven't told me yet, why have you become so young?" Chu Wuyou looked at Chang Le with a faint smile, and the anger of being rejected by her that day was really gone in his eyes.