Chapter 922

He told her last night that his jet lag was not reversed.

So I often receive messages from him during the day.

After the message back to Zhang Jingyu was sent out, there was another wechat prompt. This time, it was a cat demon. Gu Nianjia quickly sent another message to Zhang Jingyu, "teacher, I will not talk to you first, my goddess will give me the message back."

She immediately went to see the message sent by the cat demon.

"I don't want to see you."

Three words, think of good blink, stare at for a long time, once can't accept, comfort yourself, the goddess must be typing wrong.

The goddess is so gentle, how could she refuse her request so frankly?

Impossible, even if refuse also should be very tactful.

She didn't give up to reply to the cat demon: "goddess, my little uncle flew over from Haishi to support you. We are just outside your lounge."

After sending, she held her mobile phone and waited for a long time, but the elves didn't return to her.

She was a little depressed, hands holding the cell phone down, pouting.

Song Changlin saw this and picked up his eyebrows curiously

The cat demon refuses her story, and Gu Nianjia doesn't want to tell song Changlin, for fear that song Changlin will be hit.

The cat demon refused to see them, refused to see her, she doesn't care, because she and the goddess are fans and Adu.

Can refuse to see my uncle, it is proved that I can't see my uncle, refused my uncle's pursuit.

So it's better not to tell my uncle.

Thinking, she avoided song Changlin's problem, put away her mobile phone, reached for his arm and said, "let's go to the activity site and wait for my goddess. She said she was busy, and now she has no time."

"Good."

Song Changlin nodded. He was very nice to talk with Gu Nianjia.

The more indifferent he is, the more blocked his mind is. In addition to blocking, it is also contradictory.

I don't know what I want to do or what I want. It's like sometimes I feel itchy in some place on my body, but I really scratch there, but it's not.

They walked silently for a while, but Gu Nianjia couldn't hold it. They took a sneak look at Song Changlin.

His face was as calm and gentle as ever, as if the sky had fallen, and he was so calm.

Gu Nianjia tries to call him, "little uncle."

"Well?" Song Changlin turns his head and looks at Gu Nianjia in doubt.

She was biting her lips and wanted to test something out of her mind. She thought about it and asked, "have you ever liked anyone except Lin Yiqian?"

After asking, she looked at Song Changlin's face boldly and did not want to miss the slightest reaction on his face.

I was very nervous. I held the bag tightly with both hands. My palms were sweating.

Song Changlin didn't have big waves on his face, just a little smile.

"What do you like?" he asked

Gu Nianjia said straightforwardly, "it's the love between men and women."

as like as two peas, she could see that he had an answer. He could love others. He now looks at Lin's shallow eyes, and looks at him in a very light way before he left.

With a touch of melancholy.

Melancholy is his inborn, listen to them, he is such a home, always give a person feel that he has a lot of worries.

It's also said that when he was young and rebellious, his mother was very strict with him, and someone would follow him in school.

Every morning and night, there is a special person to pick up.

"No."