In just a short moment, Shen Qinghe was unspeakably happy, and countless negative thoughts flashed through her mind.
Does he really like me? But those words she overheard were not false.
Maybe someone else used his cell phone to send it?
Maybe they are playing some challenge game?
Or maybe he was joking!
Anyway, it's impossible to like her.
Chen Anzhi was much more excited than he was then. He lifted his bangs, picked up Gu Xiao's chin with his index finger, and said in a slightly artificial voice, "I'm sorry, I like you."
It was rare for Gu Xiao to cooperate. She turned her face sideways shyly and said, "Yeah."
Wen Jingjing had no news of returning to Jiangyao without permission. She turned to look at Shen Qinghe, whose expression was changing unpredictably: "Return to what?"
Before Shen Qinghe could think of how to respond, the last message had been withdrawn.
He re-edited one: Sorry, I just missed a letter.
Jiang Yao: I want to drink milk tea.
Chen Anzhi: "There is a big difference between these two? How could they be wrong?"
Gu Xiao silently calculated in her mind: "I like your abbreviation wxhn, and I want to drink milk tea with the abbreviation wxhnc. There is really one letter difference!"
"Then he is really lazy!"
Shen Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, a slight tingling pain quietly spread in his heart, and he cheered up: "I knew he must have pronounced it wrong!"
Although Chen Anzhi didn't have much contact with Jiang Yao, he always felt that Jiang Yao was really different from her: "Is it possible that he really likes you?"
"One of the biggest misconceptions in life is that the person you like likes you." Shen Qinghe poured cold water on her, "Okay, give me your phone! I'm going to play games!"
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Jiang Yao leaned against the railing of the balcony in an awkward position, holding a cigarette in his jointed hands, looking into the distance with blurred eyes, spitting out a wisp of green smoke from his thin lips, and there was a hint of coldness in his ruffian breath.
Lu Jinbai leaned back, got close to Zhou Cheng and gossiped with him: "Brother Jiang is back, he seems to be in a good mood! Why is he like this now?"
Zhou Cheng shrugged and said he didn't know either.
"Is it possible that he was really poached?" Lu Jinbai shook his head to deny the idea, "Then he shouldn't be happy when he comes back."
Zhou Cheng disliked him for being a bit noisy and dismissed him: "Go to the balcony and pay attention to your Brother Jiang. Be careful of falling off the stairs."
Lu Jinbai smiled and said, "Then you really underestimate me, Brother Jiang. In my senior year of high school, something big happened, but he survived and was still alive and kicking."
Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about Lively and Jumping.
Lu Jinbai said it was impossible, but after all he was still worried about Brother Jiang's condition.
He strode towards the balcony without noticing the water stains on the balcony. His feet slipped and he slipped directly out, his body unsteady and swaying.
"Don't push your brother Jiang down!" Zhou Cheng went to help him, but it was too late.
Jiang Yao turned around when he heard the noise and subconsciously reached out to pull him.
In panic, Lu Jinbai waved his hands randomly, trying to grab something to steady himself.
After finally stopping, he noticed the position of his hand, swallowed, and timidly looked up at Jiang Yao's expression.
Sure enough, it was as ferocious as he thought.
His mind was racing. At this time, only Sister Qinghe could save him: "Brother Jiang, are you feeling sad because of Sister Qinghe?"
"No." Jiang Yao turned around and put out the cigarette.
"Oh, okay." Lu Jinbai walked lightly, preparing to escape from the crime scene before he could react.
"but."
Just as Lu Jinbai raised his left leg, he was forced to stop and stiffly twisted his neck: "What's wrong? Brother Jiang."
"I have a friend. The girl he likes asked him if he likes other girls. What does it mean?"
Lu Jinbai breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey! I want to introduce him to someone!"
"Then we don't want to be siblings anymore?"
"Maybe it's because the relationship keeps getting misunderstood? It delays her finding a partner."
Jiang Yao's voice was low: "That's it."
He might have got it wrong.
Impulsively, he confessed his love.
She will most likely keep her distance again.
I took off the towel that was drying on the balcony and went into the bathroom.
Lu Jinbai leaned on the back of Zhou Cheng's e-sports chair: "Who do you think Brother Jiang's friend is? How come I didn't know he had such a good brother, and why am I worried about him?"
Zhou Cheng didn't talk to him. He didn't want to talk to someone who didn't have a high IQ or EQ and would get angry easily.
It's up to him to assist him! He clicked on the WeChat account he hadn't logged into for a long time.
Lu Jinbai was at a loss for words: "Pork shredded buns?"
How could a boy have such a sexy WeChat name?
Zhou Chengcai was too lazy to pay attention to her and focused on sending a message to He Ye: Sister, how is the progress? Has your relationship with Yinhe progressed further?
Lu Jinbai pushed him: "You are so coquettish! But you actually know He Ye. How did you bring her and Yinhe together?"
Zhou Cheng doesn't blame him, after all, he doesn't participate in live broadcasts and games.
The other party kept showing that it was typing, and asked thoughtfully: Sister, what's wrong? Are there any difficulties?
Heye: I have someone I like in real life.
The implication is that I can't help you.
Shredded Pork Bun: It doesn’t matter, I don’t blame my sister. If I do, I can only blame me for being stupid. I was defrauded of two thousand yuan and could only eat and vomit.
Pork Shredded Bun: However, thank you sister. When you promised me, you didn’t know that this would happen.
“Hello tea!”
Success arouses guilt there.
He Ye: I will continue to help you.
Roushibao: Then try to make him get used to your presence, and then tell him that you have someone you like in real life. It seems to be a bigger blow to him.
Heye: Okay.
Lu Jinbai didn't understand what he was doing and wanted to tell Jiang Yao.
Zhou Cheng grabbed his hand, used a little force, pulled him into his arms, and covered his mouth: "Don't tell anyone, this is for your own good, Brother Jiang."
Lu Jinbai sat on his lap, a little shy, nodded and agreed to him.
Jiang Yao came out of the shower, wiped his still dripping hair with a towel, and picked up his cell phone to take a look.
A minute ago, Heye sent a message: Brother, do you want to play games?
Jiang Yao replied "good" to her and became the king.
Galaxy's Hefa sent a game invitation.
The Milky Way.
The dark clouds that had been hovering overhead for a long time were swept away.
But, why are the two light bulbs, Illiteracy and Tizi, there?
"You two, what have you been doing during this time? It seems like you rarely play games and don't talk much in the group."
Tizi: "You don't understand the hard work of social workers!"
Illiterate: "Be on call for the boss 24 hours a day and work hard to realize the boss's dream!"
The three of them were chatting animatedly, and no one noticed Jiang Yao coming in.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows lightly, pretending that I don't exist?
Intentional reminder: "Ahem."
Tizi: "We have no problem at all, okay!"
Illiterate: "Stop talking, it's your problem!"
He Ye: "Stop talking, it's all my problem!"
"There is clearly something wrong with the two people who were summoned!"
Jiang Yao's eyes flashed, did they call me after they had beaten him? Did they regard him as a high-quality tool?