Chapter Eighty-Eight: I Treat Him as a Brother, But He ......

Qi Moyue pondered for three seconds: "Is it okay to bear that kind of lifelong responsibility?" ”

What is the responsibility for life?

Why does this sound a bit winding?

Smoke master, am I being tricked?

Song Ziyan asked rhetorically: "Are you trying to trick me?" ”

"I'm telling you, there are no doors! I'm smart! ”

Qi Moyue chuckled, and Song Ziyan couldn't help but lose his mind.

Song Ziyan coughed and straightened his expression: "Huh? ”

Qi Moyue looked at Song Ziyan, looking at Song Ziyan so seriously for the first time, and seeing that Song Ziyan's breathing couldn't help but become a little tighter.

"I don't want to trick you."

As Qi Moyue's words fell, Song Ziyan let out a long sigh, as if the big stone in his heart had fallen.

But this stone made itself uncomfortable, and it was strange.

When Song Ziyan was still silently analyzing why he felt so estranged, Qi Moyue spoke again.

"I'm just trying to trap you."

!!!!

What do you mean by trapping me!

Song Ziyan was shocked.

Song Ziyan straightened his expression and said solemnly: "Some jokes can't be made casually!" ”

Qi Moyue nodded: "I'm not kidding. ”

During the time Qi Moyue spent with Song Ziyan, he found that he couldn't deal with Song Ziyan in a roundabout way, so he should have a clear purpose, otherwise this girl's brain circuit may not be where you will go.

There are eighteen bends in the mountain road, and Song Ziyan's brain circuit doesn't know how many bends.

"I don't think I need you to be responsible for me anymore." Song Ziyan waved his hand frantically, ready to slip away.

Unexpectedly, Qi Moyue spoke again: "But you are not responsible for me yet!" ”

"I won't pursue it, you still pursue it, it's too ungentleman!" Song Ziyan ran upstairs while arguing with Qi Moyue and the two of them wildly.

Qi Moyue looked at Song Ziyan running away, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

……

After going upstairs, Song Ziyan hurriedly dragged out the suitcase to pack her things, this time even if there was a full Han banquet, she couldn't keep her.

Luo Yue looked at the panicked Song Ziyan and couldn't help asking, "Sister, why did you start cleaning up again?" ”

"You don't know, Momo said he wanted to trap me for the rest of my life!" Packing up his things, Song Ziyan's emotions became more and more intense.

"I treat him as a brother, but he wants me to be with him, right?"

"He thinks so much more beautiful than he looks!"

"Yueyue, Yueyue is cleaning up, we're leaving this wolf's den! This time I said that I couldn't stay. ”

Luo Yue smiled with her aunt on her face, and she smiled comfortably.

Song Ziyan looked at Luo Yue, who was standing at the door smirking but not moving, and couldn't help urging: "Yueyue, where are you laughing!" Hurry up, get moving! ”

Luo Yue walked over and helped Song Ziyan take out the clothes from the suitcase: "Don't do it." ”

"Why!" Song Ziyan put back the clothes Luo Yue took out of the suitcase: "Now this situation is not something that can save me with a few meals!" ”

"Yueyue, you also have to be sober, you have to know which side you are on!"

Luo Yue continued to help Song Ziyan take out the contents of the suitcase.

Of course she knows which side she's on!

She is a woman who holds high the banner of Mo Yan's CP!

Luo Yue pressed Song Ziyan's hand: "Sister, don't panic!" Listen to me and give you an analysis! ”

Song Ziyan stopped the movement in his hand: "What is the analysis?" ”

Luo Yue pulled Song Ziyan back, the two sat down on the carpet, and said, "Sister, look, don't you think Mr. Qi suddenly said this to you too suddenly?" ”

Song Ziyan nodded, with a look of affirmation: "Yes, I didn't have it before, but it changed after sleeping together yesterday!" ”

Luo Yue's eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, and she covered her mouth with both hands: "! Sister, you ...... Did you really sleep? ”