Chapter 750： Does he love you?

Chapter 750, does he love you?

What is the feeling of being beaten in an instant when you are comforting others? Well, it’s the feeling of cloud painting now.

She couldn't help but glance at Kong Muqing. "Death, so? Are you worried that the dead snow will become the white moonlight of Gu Yu's heart? You will never get it, but you can't get the best." Kind of white moonlight?"

Kong Muqing did not say anything.

Cloud painting sighed: "Mu Qing, don't go with yourself. Don't think about other things, just according to your own feelings, do you think Gu Yu loves you? Do you think Gu Yu cares about you? You Think... Gu Yu is someone you can trust for the rest of your life?"

Kong Muqing indulged in a moment and gently nodded.

Cloud painting booth: "This is not enough. Regardless of the past between Gu Yu and Mu Xuechu, at least the person he is currently in love is you, the person he is jealous of is you, the person he is willing to spend his life is you!"

Cloud painting smiled lightly: "You are tangled, indicating that you fell in love with him. Because falling in love with him, he will care so much about his past, and care about his mind. But who has not passed? The past can not be chased. To cherish It’s the present and the future, not the past.”

"Mu Qing, Gu Yu is what kind of person you will not be unclear, will he be? Not. So he is jealous of you, really just because the person he wants to be jealous is you."

"I haven’t heard a word, I don’t know what I’m going to do.” The cloud painting smiled softly. “You don’t think there is much between you and him. Maybe in his eyes, there is a lot of intersection with him. A lot of it. When you still have left lemon, he is very gentle standing on one side, watching from a distance, not participating without destroying. When you are separated from the left, when you are in the most difficult time, he Stand up."

"I really don't have to think too much!"

Cloud paintings hold Kong Muqing. "After a few more months, the baby is about to be born. Do you want to give your baby a name? Hey, do you want a boy or a girl?"

......

On June 27th, 28th, and 29th, the final exam for the primary and secondary schools in Jiangxi Province was unified.

Three days in high school and two days in junior high school.

On the afternoon of the 28th, the final game was finished.

From the examination room, the cloud painting received a call.

When she saw the number, she smiled and quickly ran to a secluded place to answer the phone.

"Hey." The voice of the cloud painting was a little bit proud, "I finally have time to call me."

"Sorry." Bo Siqing's voice was very low, with a little hoarseness. "After the test?"

"Well, I just finished the last subject. Are you not counting the time?" The cloud painting snorted. "What happened to your nephew, you are going to be selected, not selected, so tired."

"There is a mission."

This is too easy to say, just like saying that I bought a dish by the way.

Cloud paintings are speechless.

"Chu Yu said that he also wants to participate in the trial training?" asked Yun.

“Yeah.” Bosi Qing simply replied and asked her directly, “There is not much time, don’t say anyone else.”

"..." The face of the cloud painting is a bit hot. "Oh, good. But... what do you want to say?"

"saying you."

"What do you say?"

"That is what you are doing every day." A shameful thin board, with **** dry blood on his body, lying on the grass in the training ground, the camouflage on his face has not been washed away, and his body is exhausted, but he is right. When I was on the phone, my eyes were very gentle and the voice was more tired.

(End of this chapter)