Chapter Seventy-Five: Xia He is in a bad mood

Li Qianyao's voice is very soft, it can make people crisp to the bones, and with her pitiful appearance, how many men have to stand up for her.

Maybe tomorrow the "Li Qianyao Support Association" will be established, Xia He opened the Xiaoice cabinet, and there were several cans of beer in it.

Although she doesn't like to drink, seeing Li Qianyao makes her feel bad.

Just after two sips, something worse came: Liang Jinglu followed up with a statement, expressing his sadness at the loss of Li Qianhe, and also calling on the masses not to be suspicious and give each other some personal space.

The beer cans were almost pinched and deformed by Xia He, but she still controlled her emotions, whatever they wanted, she just sat and waited for the day when they slapped her face, no matter how good their public relations were, she had to do everything possible to make them not people inside and out.

Two cans of beer in her stomach, Xia He held her forehead, she felt that she had been a little divided recently, and after being slightly drunk, she couldn't tell which was true and which was false, she was playing herself, but she was not herself.

Fang Zeyu stood behind Xia He, she didn't notice at all that the news was still broadcasting the little-known stories of the Li family, including Li Qianyao's life experience.

"You can't be driven crazy!" Xia He leaned on the sofa, his voice muffled, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"Who is going to drive you crazy?" Fang Zeyu propped himself up on the back of the sofa and lowered his head to look at Xia He.

He didn't wipe his hair, when he lowered his head, the water droplets of his hair dripped down the tip of his hair and fell on Xia He's face, Xia He didn't hide, but hooked his neck with his backhand, let him get closer to him, and then stuffed the beer can into his face.

"Don't rub my face full of saliva. Fang Zeyu turned his head away and reached out to grab Xia He's wrist as he spoke.

Xia He wanted to turn around and look at him, but with a twist of his wrist, all the remaining wine was poured on the two of them, and Fang Zeyu couldn't hide.

Regardless of the current situation, Xia He pounced on Fang Zeyu, hugged his waist, and then stopped moving. Fang Zeyu thought she was crying, reached out and patted her on the back, and found that she was very calm.

"It's not right for you to do this, little friend. Fang Zeyu pushed Xia He and didn't move.

Xia He's hand touched Fang Zeyu's waist, then hooked the belt of his clothes, and turned his face sideways to breathe in the fresh air.

Regarding Xia He, Fang Zeyu felt that he needed to know more, this guy's mood changed too quickly, not at all like the survey showed, she was not calm at all, okay, and she talked a lot.

"You say, how can some people occupy those things that don't belong to her with peace of mind, and still say those high-sounding words, which are said without leakage, and packaged as if they were real. But it doesn't matter, it's not true anyway. ”

Whether it's the Li family or the Xia family, it's all one person.

Those dinner parties dancing in dresses, those afternoon teas with undercurrents, and every happy dinner party are all superficial harmony. Li Da wanted to compensate Li Qianyao, so he ignored himself, and Li Qianyao believed those rumors, so he took revenge on the Li family.

"Since you want to possess, why do you need a psychological burden, if you tell too many lies, you will naturally get used to it. It doesn't matter if it's high-sounding or leaky, it's yourself who wins in the end, so there's no problem. ”

Although he didn't know what she was talking about, Fang Zeyu still tried his best to give her an answer.

He also came through the doubts step by step, and it was a little difficult, but he could still understand a little.