She blinked in surprise and suddenly asked: "Oh my God, are you, are you going to lay an egg?"
"Lay eggs?" He is not a hen.
Xia Ziluo then thought that this was a language used on the Internet in the 21st century. How could Ye Muran understand the funny saying? He probably understood it as a hen laying eggs. Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing.
"What's wrong?" Although Ye Muran likes her to laugh, it's weird for her to laugh like this.
Xia Ziluo shook his head and waved his hand: "I mean, do you want to...well, just go to the toilet?"
Toilets? What does this have to do with laying eggs?
Ye Muran was confused and a little dizzy: "No."
This time, Xia Zi Luo Shen's interruptions completely put an end to Ye Muran's impulse.
She was always out of the situation and didn't know what was going on.
The behavior he just made was something that could only be done between close lovers. In her eyes, it was probably an ordinary act of concern from a friend, and she wouldn't have had any other thoughts.
She is really anxious. If he dies in the future, he will definitely be pissed to death by her.
Alas, this time it’s night and I’m sighing slowly.
"It seems that the disease of sighing is contagious." Xia Ziluo imitated him and sighed, then tilted his head and smiled at him.
Ye Muran looked at her and couldn't help but chuckle: "You, you are so naughty!"
"Yes, I think so too." Xia Ziluo admitted frankly without feeling ashamed at all.
Then she giggled, and Ye Ran started laughing when she saw how happy she was.
The pleasant laughter floated among the lotus flowers with the breeze, and slowly drifted away along with a few dragonflies surrounding the lotus leaves.
The sunshine after noon was a bit poisonous, causing the fish to hide under the lotus leaves to enjoy the coolness. The boat paddled into the depths of the lotus, and the lotus leaves were already very tall, blocking most of the sunlight. Accompanied by the gentle breeze, it was very
cool.
"If I leave one day, will you forget me?" Xia Ziluo lay on the boat, suddenly feeling a little sad.
Ye Mu Ran's heart clenched tightly for no reason, and she asked with some worry: "Leave? Where are you going?"
"I'm just talking metaphorically!" Xia Ziluo stuck out his tongue, secretly blaming Ye Muran for being too sensitive.
"Whatever, I'll leave with you anyway, so you won't forget it." Ye Muran didn't ask further questions, but she had a plan in her mind.
"Does that mean you will forget me if you don't follow me? Well, I treat you as a good friend!" Xia Ziluo was not satisfied with his answer and turned to look at him angrily.
Ye Muran was dumbfounded by her: "Miss, why do you always take words out of context like this? You only need to listen to three points of what you are told, and the rest must be felt with your heart to discover the hidden thoughts in the other person's heart."
"Is that so?" Xia Ziluo lowered his head again, "So that's why you can't always believe what you say?"
"Of course, it's just like you women. You say you don't like it, but in your heart you really want it, and you like it so much!" Ye Muran saw that she was preoccupied, and after thinking about it, he could only give her some circumstantial advice.
Women are so duplicitous, are men the same?
You obviously like it, but you can't express it, so you can only express it through opposite words?
Murong Xitian's face popped into Xia Ziluo's head.
She slapped her face repeatedly to stop her from thinking: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, just remember that we are friends."
