Chapter 392

Lin Nanqiao said, "in today's society, what do you think is emotion? What is temptation?"

"I don't know what Shenya looks like now. She used to focus on Chen Haoyu and love him all the time. Now without Chen Haoyu, is she decadent and immature?" Han Aili guessed.

"Have you seen Shen Ya recently?" asked Lin Nanqiao.

"I didn't see it, but I think I know that women who lose love are haggard. I can almost imagine what she looks like now. I heard a friend say that she was reduced to such a situation when she was a cleaner by chance." Han Aili just sighed, so men can't be trusted.

Seven years, so love, now I have become a cleaner!

Lin Nanqiao said: "if the relationship between them is sincere enough to experience the wind and rain, it will not give me the opportunity to step in. In the final analysis, it is a problem between them. My role is just to make their weak relationship crisis in advance. I have prepared for seven years and will make a comeback sooner or later."

"It's not the same thing that you and he go on like this. You'd better get married. Since you're already together, it's sooner or later," Han Aili said.

Get married? Linnan Joe's fingers moved, and she was very excited.

"By the way, there will be a classmate party in a while. Do you think Shenya may come?"

Lin Nanqiao shook his head. At this time, Shen Yatai was too wolf B è I. how could she appear in front of those students?

"Try to make an appointment at that time. If she can come, it will be the focus of the whole audience. At that time, it will be another wonderful play."

Chen Haoyu came out and signed the list at will: "you haven't had clothes for a while. Go to the third floor."

He is very interested in her, which makes Lin Nanqiao very happy. All women's clothes on the third floor are brands, both in texture and appearance.

Chen Haoyu looked at some clothes and asked her to try them on. Lin Nanqiao smiled more and more happily. Han Aili told the truth. She was thinking, will Shenya's heart be cold?

She is not Shen Ya, but she witnessed their feelings at the beginning. Now, she feels cold for Chen Haoyu's love.

Of course, it will be cold and feel cold. Most of them are in pain, but be careful that they can be reborn after death.

Out of the shopping mall, Lin Nanqiao took Chen Haoyu's arm, smiled gently and said vaguely: "now the wedding dress is so beautiful, Haoyu, one day, will you marry me?"

People are greedy. When they don't get this man, what she thinks is, how can they get this man, as long as they get it.

After you get it, you will be greedy and want to be his wife. These are common faults of women. Even if you say that I just want to be by your side, I can be satisfied.

"It's really beautiful," Chen Haoyu said, but he didn't continue to speak or answer her questions

Lin Nanqiao was thinking that such an answer was also very good. There was no refusal or answer, which meant there was hope and possibility. There was nothing impossible

Han Aili just watched quietly. Now she feels that the original feelings of seven years of mutual help are just like this.

When they were in school, Chen Haoyu and Shen Ya were the people of the school. When it comes to lovers, they must be on the list. They are inseparable every day and love each other very much.

I thought they had been married for four years and would certainly live such a happy life, but who knows!

Looking at Chen Haoyu, she also felt that men were indeed unreliable. Temporary love did not mean permanent love. When she thought of Shen Ya, she felt very poor.

Why is it not pitiful for Mrs. Chen, who used to be a cleaner now?

Perhaps, Chen Haoyu will really marry Lin Nanqiao. At least, he didn't object to Lin Nanqiao's words just now.

Although immoral, Linnan Joe got what she wanted after all.

In other words, why isn't this a portrayal of today's society? Love is chilling. Men are so unreliable. Xiaosan is even more defenseless

When it's time to get off work, Shen Ya is still working. Now that she has the opportunity, she must go all out to work hard!

The employees in the office are almost gone. She is still lying on the table, making Zu drawings. Her mobile phone rings and her left hand picks up: "hello?"

"Didn't you get off work?" Huo Jingcheng said.

"After work, I'm sorting out the materials."

"I'll wait for you downstairs in the office. Don't worry. Tidy up slowly..." his voice was gentle and comfortable.

Hearing the speech, Shen Ya looked under the eye window. Sure enough, she saw that the silver gray Mu Shang stopped opposite. She didn't continue to tidy up. She cleaned up the table and left.

Open the door and sit in. Shen Yacai fastened her seat belt. A cup of hot milk tea had been handed to her. Huo Jingcheng moved his sexy thin lips and said, "drive out the cold..."

Slightly stunned, then she held it in her hand. It was really warm, like a warm current slowly flowing into the bottom of her heart: "thank you."

"You're welcome. It's natural for me to do such a thing for you..." Huo Jingcheng said, his deep eyes mixed with a touch of softness, and his words were deep and gentle.

Shen Ya's face is pale red. When he speaks, he can always make people blush and heartbeat.

The car went straight all the way back to the downstairs of the apartment, and they went upstairs one after another.

Shen Ya hasn't had dinner yet. The cup of hot milk tea she drank drove away the cold from her body, and Huo Jingcheng hasn't had dinner. She plans to cook dinner.

There are noodles, eggs and tomatoes in the fridge. Ye Ziqing plans to make tomato and egg noodles simply.

She was washing tomatoes in the kitchen. Huo Jingcheng walked in with long legs and a tall and strong body. Her suit slipped off and she was wearing a gray shirt. She was elegant and outstanding: "is there anything I can do for you?"

Shenya thought for a moment and shook her head. "No, you can sit in the living room and watch TV. When dinner is ready, I'll call you."

Most men don't like the kitchen, nor do they like the smell of oil smoke.

"Doing things in the kitchen with you is much more interesting than watching TV..." he said, pulling his thin lips.

"Then help me wash the tomatoes and onions." she pointed to the onions in the corner.

Huo Jingcheng's lips are hooked, and the sleeves of his black shirt are slightly pulled up to reveal his exquisite watch. Shen Ya is boiling water and cooking noodles.

The kitchen is not big or small. Two people stand just right. They divide the work and talk from time to time. The atmosphere is not strong or shallow. It's just right.

A moment later, two bowls of tomato and egg noodles were put on the table, sitting opposite each other, fragrant, looking at each other, and smiling at the corners of their lips.

After lunch, Shen Ya got up and wanted to wash the dishes. However, the man's big hand with clear bones fell on his shoulder and pressed her down: "our division of labor is clear. You cook and I wash the dishes..."