Frown and take song Changlin's words with reproachful tone, "I said that you can't get used to her sometimes. Do you have to have your own thinking about this kind of thing?"

Song Changlin suddenly stops.

Lin yishallow didn't know what he was going to do, so he stopped and looked up at him curiously.

Song Changlin asked, "do you mind if I get along with the cat demon?"

Lin yishallow: sweat!

She just wanted to keep him away from the elves, not to have any idea about the elves, but forgot that he had no idea about her

It's too obvious that she stopped it. If it's her, it will be misunderstood.

Lin yishallow thought, embarrassed smile explanation, "you misunderstood, I just feel surprised, with my impression of you, think you always don't like to show your face, how can..."

How would you like to try to get along with the elves who often show their faces outside.

She said half stop, because she was afraid that song Changlin would repeat to the cat demon in her face.

"Because you are very much like the person I like."

It's too simple for her to think. She only felt that he was pitiful when he was alone. After getting along these years, she didn't think about the relationship between men and women.

Song Changlin frowned: "she was wearing a mask all the time. She didn't show her face."

Lin yishallow: "..."

She didn't reply.

Helplessly, she looked up at Song Changlin and saw a sly smile on his lips.

Lin Yi frowns. How can this guy become so unstable now.

The image in her mind is a little subversive.

Song Changlin opens the box of fingerprint lock and presses the fingerprint to open the door.

The moment the door opened, Lin Yi shallow in front of suddenly a light.

The first thought is how many windows have been opened in this room. She took off her shoes and went in. The living room is so big that she was stunned.

The houses with the same large area as the upstairs are smashed by the walls, the balconies on both sides, the sea view can be seen from the north and the south, the ventilation windows are open, and a layer of gauze curtain inside the curtain is swaying wildly by the wind.

The decoration in the house is the dark color system that song Changwen likes. It's very simple.

She stood in the center of the living room and looked around. Song Changlin said to her pointing to the sofa, "sit around and I'll make tea for you."

"No more."

Lin Yi waves.

She is looking for white. How can she have time to have tea here.

"Now that you're here, try the Pu'er I just got?"

Song Changlin ignored Lin's politeness and entered the kitchen persistently.

When they were in high school, song Changlin didn't know where to learn the tea making skills. Every day when they worked together, he would make tea for her.

It's all made tea.

Don't tell me, she was addicted to tea at that time.

In the open kitchen, Lin Yiqian looks at Song Changlin's busy figure and doesn't refuse.

Said to look for him, didn't sit down to leave, I'm afraid it will cause him to doubt, so it's better to sit down.

Lin Yi thought, and went to the sofa and sat down.

There is a set of high-grade tea set on the tea table, which is clean and tidy.

Song Changlin, like her, has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. I don't know if they are contagious, so everything is forced to be placed in the order of size or height.

The teacups are arranged according to the designs and patterns on the cups.

In a short time, song Changlin borrowed a pot of pure water to make tea. He was more skilled than before.

Lin yishallow watched him make tea so quietly.