Chapter 551： Do you like me?

Chapter 551 Do you like me?

Sometimes, people always want a clear answer.

He will make you laugh, will make you cry, will give you a hand when it is cold, will take you into your arms when you are wronged.

Will hold your hand, will pinch your face, will stand up when you are bullied, will be painful when you are injured.

I will give you a surprise, will applaud you, but will also be educated when you do something wrong.

I will be angry when you look at other men.

When you are seen by other men, you will vent your possessiveness in a very different way!

can……

Even if there are so many signs, even if you want to tell yourself, he may really like you, just like the one you like him!

but……

You still want a definitive answer.

You still want to hear him say the exact answer, otherwise it seems like you are not at ease.

People always say that they like to not like a person, to see action and to see performance, and to say something that is never better than what they actually do.

It is true that only rhetoric can't be compared to action.

The human psychology is like this. All actions must eventually be transformed into verbal commitments. There seems to be no clear answer in words. The hung heart can never let go.

"Do you like me?"

"Is my performance not obvious enough?"

Cloud painting hates such an answer!

Give the answer that can be retired, he wants to go further, he will go in; if he wants to take a step back, he will retreat. When you ask why, he will say that you understand it wrong.

In general, he just takes you as a spare tire, glaring at you, hanging you, but never giving a clear answer.

Cloud painting really especially hates this situation.

Or, she hates this situation that may be regarded as a spare tire, in fact, because her lack of confidence.

But that is Bo Siqing, how do you let her be confident?

Cloud paintings are clearer than anyone else. I hope that the bigger the disappointment, the greater the meaning of this sentence.

Especially in the people and things she cares about, she really never dares to think about it.

She is afraid of being too disappointed...

Holding the mobile phone, the cloud painting really wants to call the past and ask him what he is doing today!

But she didn't dare.

In front of him, in the face of this hopeless and incomprehensible feeling, she will always be timid.

Just as she tossed and turned, the phone rang and a text message came in.

[Come out. 】

The text message comes from, Aqing brother.

The face of the cloud painting suddenly became red.

He let her go out...

just now?

[Wearing clothes, the wind is big. 】

Another one came.

Cloud painting feels like a fever!

She no longer hesitated, immediately climbed up from the sofa, quickly put on a down jacket, put on a scarf and hat, changed shoes, and went out lightly.

She didn't even dare to turn on the lights in the living room and crept to the door.

Just as she turned the doorknob, Jiang Yanqing’s voice came out of the room: “Don’t play too late, come back before ten o'clock in the evening!”

"..." The cloud painted a cockroach and almost didn't fall.

The red-faced cloud painting returned to the sentence "know it" and opened the door with impunity.

Bo Siqing stood at the door.

He changed his clothes, and the white shirt was covered with a camel round neck sweater. He dropped the down jacket and put on a British blue coat with a black and white striped scarf.

Handsome...

Handsome to the extreme!

Look at her again, dressed like a clumsy bear...

(End of this chapter)