"Okay, I'll just agree." Leng Xuan was willing to do whatever it took to prevent Xiaoyun from delivering food again, so he readily agreed. He didn't expect that his kindness had already broken Xiaoyun's heart.
In fact, Xiaoyun had heard the conversation between Li Mengjie and Leng Xuan this morning. In her opinion, if Leng Xuan was really interested in her, he should not agree to Li Mengjie's unreasonable conditions. Let her speak.
"What are you afraid of? Anyway, you like me and I like you. Even if we sleep together, it is a normal thing. What's more, we haven't reached that point yet. Why should we feel guilty and be afraid of being exposed?"
Thinking about how Leng Xuan took off her clothes to protect her from the rain, how she was willing to fall out with Ling Xuejiu because of her, etc., she also felt that Leng Xuan actually liked her before, but Li Mengjie was much better than her, and she was more beautiful.
She has such a good figure, is so tall, and has such a rich family background, how can she compare to him? It must be because of these that Leng Xuan fell in love with someone else.
At first, Xiaoyun was not sure about her idea, so she deliberately pretended to ignore Leng Xuan and wanted Leng Xuan to comfort her. Who knew that Leng Xuan not only failed to comfort her, but instead told Ling Xuejiao that she should not
Asking myself to bring food again, on the surface it sounds like it's good for me, but in fact? In fact, behind the scenes, it means that Leng Xuan doesn't want to see him again.
Xiaoyun has a miserable life experience. She has developed a habit of being tolerant in everything since she was a child. She usually doesn't like to talk, but she is good at observing. Her inner world is much richer and more sensitive than many people. Because of this, the more she thinks about it, the more she becomes more and more sensitive.
Sad, the more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Tears fell unconsciously and fell into the noodle bowl. However, she quickly stood up, turned around, and whispered: "You guys eat slowly, I'm full. I,
I’m going to school first.” Then he walked out without looking back.
"Xiaoyun, wait for the gang to take the car!" Ling Xuejiao said.
Xiaoyun said without looking back: "No, Sister Xue, I want to drive the electric car back."
"What's wrong with Xiaoyun?" Ling Xuejiu didn't understand, but he could also hear something from Xiaoyun's sour tone.
Li Mengjie glanced at Leng Xuan intentionally or unintentionally. Although she also sympathized with Xiaoyun's life experience, when she saw the intimate scene between Leng Xuan and Xiaoyun this morning, she felt inexplicably sad. Now that Xiaoyun is gone, she can't bear it.
Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but soon realized it and said in his heart: "What's wrong with me? Xiaoyun is gone, why should I breathe a sigh of relief? Could it be that I... I really like this poor boy"
...' When I thought of this, and looked at Leng Xuan's face, which became more and more pleasing to my eyes, my face suddenly turned red, and I buried my head in eating the noodles. But I kept saying in my heart, 'No, absolutely not.'
How could my eyesight become so bad...'
After Leng Xuan put away the dishes, Ling Xuejiao and Li Mengjie each changed their clothes and went out.
Outside the villa, Ling Xuejiu saw Leng Xuan coming out, so she took out a car key from her small bag and prepared to give it to Leng Xuan. This was what Mr. Ling ordered last night. She thought of her grandfather's words, "I picked up a driver for you for nothing."
' I couldn't help but want to laugh. When I was about to give the key to Leng Xuan, who knew that Li Mengjie threw the key of her Ferrari sports car to Leng Xuan and said with a smile: "Hey, Bodyguard Leng, you always
You won’t refuse to be a driver anymore, right? You know, it’s so early in the morning, you can’t get a taxi outside.” I know a lot of people who read on their mobile phones, but the collection is too small. Alas, you don’t know, I’m here for
I had insomnia every day while writing this book. I went to bed at 10 o'clock last night, fell asleep at 8 o'clock in the morning, and got up quickly to type at 8:30. I wanted to ensure both quality and speed, so I was very serious. Wow, so pitiful.