Song Ziyan saw Luo Yue's aunt smiling all over her face, her mouth was almost grinning to the root of her ears, and she stretched out her hands and went to Luo Yue's armpits and began to tickle!

"Sleep, sleep! I've only shared a bed with three people so far, and one of them is you! Still sleeping with him! How can it be! ”

Luo Yue was scratched so much that tears were about to burst out: "Sister! Don't scratch me! ”

"Is it wrong?" Song Ziyan didn't put down his hand yet, and asked, "If it's wrong, I won't scratch." ”

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'm not going to laugh anymore!"

Luo Yue promised well, she is not small, but no one can stop her from knocking cp silently!

Luo Yue asked tentatively, "Sister, do you still listen to my analysis?" ”

Song Ziyan nodded.

To be honest, after reading so many novels, it didn't help her at all, and every time she had to rely on Luo Yue's analysis, she felt a little embarrassed.

Luo Yue continued to probe: "When I ask you questions in that moment, you have to answer truthfully, and you can't tickle me." ”

Song Ziyan thought for a while: "Yes." ”

"Sister, didn't you really sleep together last night?" In order to satisfy her curiosity, Luo Yue finally took this difficult step.

Song Ziyan took out a professional smirk and gritted his teeth: "No!" I slept on the bed and he slept on the ground. ”

"Oh."

"Why do you look a little disappointed?"

Luo Yue nodded, but her mouth denied: "No, I didn't!" ”

"That's right, sister, let's continue to analyze, continue to analyze!"

If it weren't for listening to Luo Yue's analysis, Song Ziyan would really be fragrant with her hair.

"Sister, will you suddenly like someone?"

Song Ziyan thought about it and raised the straight daughter's doubts: "What does it feel like to like someone?" ”

Luo Yue rubbed her braincase, her head was big: "Didn't I tell you when I watched the movie last time?" ”

Song Ziyan said: "I didn't understand much, why did the deer bump into my heart at that moment?" ”

"Because that's what I like."

Song Ziyan touched his little heart, and after making sure that he didn't feel that way, he said, "That shouldn't be." ”

"Then do you think Mr. Qi will suddenly like you?"

Song Ziyan is a little narcissistic: "Master, I look so beautiful, I should be able to!" ”

I'll go! I can't talk about it this day!

It's me Luo who is incompetent, and I'm speechless!

Luo Yuepi didn't smile: "Sister, let's pack up our things!" ”

"Huh?"

Song Ziyan, who wanted to leave, held down Luo Yue this time: "Didn't you say that you want to help me analyze?" How can I just pack my things! ”

Luo Yue sighed and shook her head: "Forget it, I can't talk to you." ”

"Why?" Song Ziyan was confused.

Luo Yue put down the things in her hand: "Sister, let me ask you, will you like a person very much because he is beautiful, will you love him?" ”

Looking at Song Ziyan, who was still a little confused, Luo Yue changed her way of saying it again.

"Would you rather marry someone who looks good for the rest of your life, or marry with the current Mr. Qi for the rest of your life?"

Song Ziyan didn't think about it, and directly chose Qi Moyue: "Then you must choose Momo!" ”

"Then you're thinking about it, did you marry him just because he was good-looking?"

Song Ziyan shook his head: "That's definitely not it, he is a little better looking than he looks, such as focusing on work, cooking, taking care of us, and ......."

"Alright, stop!" Luo Yue made a pause: "Is there anything else besides these?" ”

"Well, for example, do you miss him when you can't see him?"