Hearing Jun Yan's words, Qiao Le suddenly showed a surprised expression. Obviously, she didn't expect that the old man with a violent temper like Jun was also a person who would secretly wipe his tears.

And although Jun Yan said everything in a funny tone, he had tenderness in his eyes from beginning to end.

This kind of emotion is extremely layered, and it is something that Qiao Le can't see at all when he reads.

Because the author always focuses on the male and female protagonists, like a spotlight to write about their encounter and love, as well as all the pain and beauty......

Under such a focus, both the male and female protagonists began to become stereotypical.

For example, the male protagonist, most of the male protagonists only have themselves in the world, even if they have families, they are also tools for love.

It's like the sick old man......

Of course, there are also superficial improper tools, but in fact they are also tools, the kind of family that has a bad relationship with the male protagonist.

This kind of is not good, and the actor can have a grudge.

In short, it is to create a confined space for the male protagonist, so that you can see that there is only the heroine in his world.

Probably, it's the only light in life.

But in fact, even if he lives in it, Jun Yan is also a person.

In addition to talking about love, he also has other things to do, he will care about other people, and he will have his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Of course, because of the limited space, it is definitely impossible to focus on these.

Fortunately, Qiao Le was in the game at the moment, so she could find out with her own eyes.

Qiao Le: "Brother Yan, can I ask you a question?" ”

Looking at Jun Yan, Qiao Le lay in front of him and asked softly.

Jun Yan: "I said I couldn't, didn't you ask?" ”

With his hands behind his head, the boy seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and he was wanton.

He seemed to enjoy chatting like this, of course, provided that he was with Qiao Le.

Qiao Le: "You don't want to say that I still ask, so I'm not stupid?" ”

Frowning, Qiao Le showed my obviously witty expression.

Of course, it's what she thinks.

Because in Jun Yan's eyes, she is not only not witty, but also an unlucky stupid child.

Hey, it's good to be stupid if you raise it yourself, so as not to be too smart to run.

Jun Yan: "You can ask, you can ask whatever you want, of course, you can also have a birthday." ”

Looking at the young man's look of "I allow you to take advantage of me", Qiao Le really didn't know what to say.

How can a girl ask a boy for his birthday?

Although it's not impossible, but in ancient times, marriage was to change Gengti, what is the use of asking the eight characters of the birthday?

Can I still write you a post and force you to marry me?

Thinking about it, Qiao Le couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Because Jun Yan is a black-hearted person, the ghost knows what the hell he is doing.

Qiao Le: "Forget the eight characters of your birthday, I just want to ask, why does the old man always want to kick you out of the house?" Is it because you hate it so much, he can't stand it? ”

Jun Yan: "......"

Is that what you ask?

Jun Yan: "What else?" Because his brain is not good, he is idle all day long. ”

As soon as he heard Qiao Le ask this, he remembered that Old Man Lu had exposed his old secret.

Qiao Le: "Can't ......"

Jun Yan: "Why not?" ”

Looking at the girl's questioning expression, Jun Yan smiled. Raising his hand, he imprisoned the girl again, as if to punish her, and pressed her to the bed.

Under the moonlight, the girl's green silk is scattered, her skin is as white as snow, and she is bright and beautiful.

Jun Yan pulled down the corner of her nightdress, her eyes full of arrogance and pride.

Jun Yan: "Le'er, being idle is also idle, why don't I talk while playing?" ”

Qiao Le: "......"

Are you sure you're not playing and taking it off?