Chapter 97

Under the siege of three people, an Tong finally compromised. At dusk, Mu Tianze and Fang Yaya leave. The scenery is quiet and tidy up the things on the table. They don't speak or look at an Tong. In ordinary times, she can stare at people with no scruple even when there are people, let alone the two of them now?

An Tong seized her wrist, "scenery, don't be angry."

"Mr. an misunderstood me. I'm not angry. Why should I be angry with you?" She laughs generously and charmingly. I can't see how angry she is.

But he knew that she was really angry, a sigh spilled over the corner of his mouth, he admitted defeat, "it's my fault, I shouldn't have that idea."

"What do you think, how can I not know?"

"Scenery..."

"If you have nothing to do, don't hold on to my hand all the time. I have to pack up and go home." She shook his hand. She didn't.

An Tong droops eyes, "I shouldn't want to let you know more about other people, to like the boy who is more suitable for you."

"Hum!" The scenery knocked the bowl in his hand on the table heavily, "I said I liked you for a long time. I tried my best to find you every day. I tried my best to make you not feel lonely. Are you just playing when I was playing? You don't know I don't know because I like you? "

At the end of the day, her voice was tinged with tears.

An Tong's heart is tight, holding her wrist hand means that nothing can be released. He is afraid that if he lets go, she will run away without looking back. "I know, I know you like me, but I'm not sure, maybe Maybe you are just infatuated with me for a while... "

He knew how tempting and deceptive his appearance was. As long as he wanted to, he could use his body to make anyone feel good for him because of pity. This has become his protective color. When he first met the scenery, he also kept the appearance. The good feeling of the scenery was as expected, but her bold confession was the first time he received it.

Now, in retrospect, what she said to herself in the shade of the tree, his heart would suddenly change.

"You know I like you, but you still think that I'm just infatuated with you for a while, and you still want to push me to other so-called suitable boys, an Tong. I ask you, if I'm only infatuated with one person, is it necessary for me to do so many things for you? Even more Even I think, even if I do these things, you don't like me, as long as you can be good, but... " Scenery bit lower lip, "but you look down on me too much!"

She struggled to get rid of his hand and ran away without taking anything.

An Tong seemed to see the drop of clear and transparent tears from the corner of her eyes. He helped his forehead impatiently. He didn't know whether he was sorry or worried.

He should have understood that she should not be regarded as a 16-7-year-old girl. Her feelings are far more serious than he imagined. An Tong doesn't understand how he can be so reckless. Isn't he always the most calm?

He really did not understand that no matter how smart and rational people are, once they encounter feelings, they will be useless.

It's true that an Tong is in love with the scenery, so she is really miserable. As soon as she comes back, she locks herself in the room. She lies on the bed and even has no appetite for dinner. You say that she is so painstaking in order to brush her affection. As a result, all her efforts are belittled by her infatuation!

Outside the Xia Dynasty knocked on the door, said: "our good neighbor sent some things, don't you come out to have a look?"

The corpse on the bed moved. After all, he couldn't help being curious. He went out of bed and opened the door, "what did he bring?"

"I told you to eat, you should not say, as soon as you heard the boy's name, even the door opened." Xia Chao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He threw a bunch of white roses wrapped in paper directly into her arms. "This is from him. Take it."

It turned out that the day is still budding flowers in the evening, scenery holding flowers, can not help bending the corner of his mouth, but still cold hum, "calculate he still has conscience."

This sounds like a coquetry.

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