295. Chapter 295: 295 Begins to Participate in Training 9
Hu Yueyue, on the other hand, looked on coldly, with a sarcastic arc on her lips——
Just now she clearly felt a gaze with strong hatred.
I snorted coldly in my heart, a patient with a high fever still has the strength to send out such a harsh and hateful look?
Time passed by second by second. There was silence in the house——
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The time was very short, but Hu Yueyue felt it was a bit long. She couldn't hear Song Tianlang's voice, so she simply got up. Someone came to the house like this and was provoked and pretended to be so pitiful, playing tricks in front of her. You must know that she writes online
Wen often designs characters like this, so how could she not notice that he was doing tricks in front of her?
Of course, when a man encounters such a thing, he is as stupid as a fool. That's why she won't be stupid enough to expose it. It's okay to meet a man who trusts his woman, but it's just right if he meets a man who doesn't trust and causes misunderstanding.
That's why she would not do such a thing according to other people's wishes. Of course, she did not deny that she was afraid that Song Tianlang would not believe her and would hurt herself. In the final analysis, it was her cowardice! She did not dare to try because she was afraid that she could not afford to lose.
!
but--
Who can't pretend?
Isn't it just to play a kind-hearted and considerate woman? Yes, if her fingertips can shape such a character, she can play it well!
Elegantly, she pulled up the clothes that had been messed up on her body, and slightly pursed her lips that had just been kissed by him. Her eyelids moved slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and she blinked with a hint of sarcasm. She raised her hand to smooth over her already fallen clothes.
The hair is messed up, and the feet are bare and unhurried.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled, a very decent smile——
Raised his voice——
"Xiaojiu is still sick, let her come in and lie down quickly!" Look, she knew the general situation better and gave up her bed. But in her heart, she said: Song Tianlang has another woman sleeping in this bed today, don't think about it in the future.
I'll lie down again.
There was a hint of worry on his face, and his eyes were full of sincerity, without any reluctance at all.
It is not something Hu Yueyue would do to let her compete for favor like ancient women. Her belief is that she cannot escape even if she runs away, and cannot snatch her away even if she is not her own.
She doesn’t even want a man she can’t afford!
Not caring that she was only wearing a Song Tianlang T-shirt, not caring that her legs were bare, and not caring that her feet were still bare, she quickly took the quilt on the bed aside, replaced it with a clean sheet, and added another
Got a new quilt.
Because she, Hu Yueyue, will never allow other women to use the things she has used. This is her mysophobia and a hurdle that she cannot overcome!
After tidying up, she carried the quilt and sheets directly to the sofa in the living room and laid them out for herself. Then she lay down on it and covered herself with the quilt. She was smiling and indifferent the whole time.
After lying down, I simply closed my eyes and covered my ears. If I don't look, I won't feel awkward, and if I don't listen, I won't feel uncomfortable.
Song Tianlang was stunned, and released the hand that was holding Xiao Jiu. He turned around and jumped directly to the sofa, "What are you doing? Go back to your room and sleep. Xiao Jiu has his own dormitory -"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu's voice sounded softly, "Brother Tianlang, let me live here. Xiao Jiu doesn't want to be too far away from Brother Tianlang -" Three steps at the same time and two steps, directly
She entered the room, entered the bedroom and got on the bed, with a slight smile on her face, her face was a bit red and her eyes were pitiful, and she held the quilt tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that Song Tianlang would drive her away.
Frowning tightly, Song Tianlang narrowed his eyes slightly at Xiao Jiu's actions. A person who is sick and has a fever and is weak and has no strength would have such actions and skills? Hu Yueyue looked on with cold eyes and raised a smile at the corners of his lips.
The arc of innuendo——
Just now she clearly felt a gaze with strong hatred.
I snorted coldly in my heart, a patient with a high fever still has the strength to send out such a harsh and hateful look?
Time passed by second by second. There was silence in the house——
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The time was very short, but Hu Yueyue felt it was a bit long. She couldn't hear Song Tianlang's voice, so she simply got up. Someone came to the house like this and was provoked and pretended to be so pitiful, playing tricks in front of her. You must know that she writes online
Wen often designs characters like this, so how could she not notice that he was doing tricks in front of her?
Of course, when a man encounters such a thing, he is as stupid as a fool. That's why she won't be stupid enough to expose it. It's okay to meet a man who trusts his woman, but it's just right if he meets a man who doesn't trust and causes misunderstanding.
That's why she would not do such a thing according to other people's wishes. Of course, she did not deny that she was afraid that Song Tianlang would not believe her and would hurt herself. In the final analysis, it was her cowardice! She did not dare to try because she was afraid that she could not afford to lose.
!
but--
Who can't pretend?
Isn't it just to play a kind-hearted and considerate woman? Yes, if her fingertips can shape such a character, she can play it well!
Elegantly, she pulled up the clothes that had been messed up on her body, and slightly pursed her lips that had just been kissed by him. Her eyelids moved slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and she blinked with a hint of sarcasm. She raised her hand to smooth over her already fallen clothes.
The hair is messed up, and the feet are bare and unhurried.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled, a very decent smile——
Raised his voice——
"Xiaojiu is still sick, let her come in and lie down quickly!" Look, she knew the general situation better and gave up her bed. But in her heart, she said: Song Tianlang has another woman sleeping in this bed today, don't think about it in the future.
I'll lie down again.
There was a hint of worry on his face, and his eyes were full of sincerity, without any reluctance at all.
It is not something Hu Yueyue would do to let her compete for favor like ancient women. Her belief is that she cannot escape even if she runs away, and cannot snatch her away even if she is not her own.
She doesn’t even want a man she can’t afford!
Not caring that she was only wearing a Song Tianlang T-shirt, not caring that her legs were bare, and not caring that her feet were still bare, she quickly took the quilt on the bed aside, replaced it with a clean sheet, and added another
Got a new quilt.
Because she, Hu Yueyue, will never allow other women to use the things she has used. This is her mysophobia and a hurdle that she cannot overcome!
After tidying up, she carried the quilt and sheets directly to the sofa in the living room and laid them out for herself. Then she lay down on it and covered herself with the quilt. She was smiling and indifferent the whole time.
After lying down, I simply closed my eyes and covered my ears. If I don't look, I won't feel awkward, and if I don't listen, I won't feel uncomfortable.
Song Tianlang was stunned, and released the hand that was holding Xiao Jiu. He turned around and jumped directly to the sofa, "What are you doing? Go back to your room and sleep. Xiao Jiu has his own dormitory -"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu's voice sounded softly, "Brother Tianlang, let me live here. Xiao Jiu doesn't want to be too far away from Brother Tianlang -" Three steps at the same time and two steps, directly
She entered the room, entered the bedroom and got on the bed, with a slight smile on her face, her face was a bit red and her eyes were pitiful, and she held the quilt tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that Song Tianlang would drive her away.
His brows were furrowed tightly, and Song Tianlang narrowed his eyes slightly at Xiao Jiu's actions. A person who was sick and had a fever and his whole body should have no strength and weakness, would he have such actions and skills?