Su Zixian couldn't turn her head anymore, but she still lowered her eyelids, her voice was perfunctory, and she said, "Really?"

Zhou Xingyun said: "Look at me, Zixian, look at me!"

Su Zixian closed her eyes, and suddenly looked at him, the wandering and perfunctory just now were gone, and she changed to a resolute and refreshing one, she said: "Look at you and look at you, you let go of your hand!"

Zhou Xingyun was holding her hand with his right hand at the moment, and his left hand lifted her chin, he pretended to be at a loss: "Which hand?"

Su Zixian's face was slightly red, she glanced at him, and said, "Two hands!"

Zhou Xingyun let go of his left hand, but his right hand was tightly grasped, and he said: "I won't accept the marriage because I don't want my feelings to be swayed." I'm a little confused about feelings, but I know I don't want anything!"

Su Zixian pulled out his hand vigorously, stood up, and said, "Then you can go, wait for you to figure it out yourself." ”

Zhou Xingyun also stood up, walked to her side, looked at her and said, "I feel like I've thought it through!"

Su Zixian turned her head abruptly and looked at him, but suddenly pointed to her face and said, "Zhou Xingyun, I know that you love her, in fact, it's not a big deal, you can chase it." I'll support you!"

Zhou Xingyun looked deeply into her eyes, as if he wanted to see her heart, Su Zixian avoided his gaze, and pretended to stand calmly, his back straight.

In the past few days, Zhou Xingyun has been recuperating for her, and her internal injuries have recovered quickly.

Zhou Xingyun said bitterly: "Do you really not understand, or don't you want to believe it?"

Su Zixian turned her head sideways to look out the window and said, "I understand, I believe it too!"

Zhou Xingyun stretched out his hands and put them on her shoulders, so that she faced herself and looked into her eyes, but Su Zixian didn't look at him at all, even if her body was pulled to face him, she turned her head and still looked out the window.

Zhou Xingyun looked at her awkwardness, which was both funny and helpless.

A flash of affection flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Su Zixian, who was looking out of the window awkwardly, suddenly felt a warm and soft touch on her lips, and she was stunned, and saw Zhou Xingyun's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, and Zhou Xingyun's hand holding her shoulder had already imprisoned her in her arms, and the kiss deepened.

A trace of confusion flashed in Su Zixian's eyes, but she soon became clear, she pushed him away violently, and raised her hand without thinking.

There was a snap.

Zhou Xingyun didn't cover his cheeks, he stood in place, just looking at her deeply.

Su Zixian's face sank, like ice and snow condensing frost, her lips trembled with anger, she glared at Zhou Xingyun angrily, she was angry, and said angrily: "Zhou Xingyun, you can see clearly, although I am facing her face, I am not her!"

Zhou Xingyun said: "I don't think you're her!"

Su Zixian was so angry that her body trembled: "You keep saying that you have put it down, but I am just a stand-in, you know it very well in your heart, but you are still ...... Still find comfort in me, in your eyes, can I let you be humiliated?"

Zhou Xingyun hurriedly said, "Zixian, what are you talking about......?" When am I going to use you as a stand-in? You are you, how can I use you as a stand-in for whom?"

Su Zixian looked at herself angrily, her eyes were cold, and her eyes were like cold snow: "You dare to say that it's not because of my current face that you can't help it?"