Chapter 242

Her statement is somewhat vague, even unclear.

But it can be seen that she is complaining.

So, Riddle asked—

[16:04] YIP303: mic? )

Then he seemed to be afraid that she would have scruples, so he explained one more sentence -

[16:04] YIP303: nootherpeoplearoundme(No one around me)

Zhong Yue couldn't ask for anything, but she was afraid that Lu Xing would suddenly come in, so she said in a tangled voice-

【16:04】:ifmic,ineedtogobacktomyroom... (If I want to speak, I'll have to go back to my dorm...... )

This sentence already says a lot.

Riddle cancels the queue.

[16:04] YIP303: ok (OK)

WecanDuolater (we can arrange it later)

It means, let's go back to the room.

I don't know why, Zhong Yuebai actually felt that the idol was a little domineering.

Moreover, it is a heart-pounding domineering 0v0

Zhong Yuebai obediently replied "waitaminute", quickly ran out of the training room, and after a while, hurried back, picked up the Strawberry lying on her keyboard, and hugged it in her arms.

Back in the bedroom, she locked the door, and Riddle's WeChat voice happened to be sent.

She cleared her throat and pressed the green button.

After a brief greeting, the boy over there first asked, "Doyoueatfood?" (Did you get up and eat?) )

"no..." (not yet...... Zhong Yuebai whispered, "Latereat." (I'll eat it later.) )

“buxing.” Riddle suddenly bit the Chinese character and said, "nixianjiaowaimai." (Order takeout first.) )

His words are a little jerky, but his tone is clear and pleasant.

Hearing that he was learning Chinese with his intentions, Zhong Yuebai was a little unpleasant, "goodchinese, shemustbepleased." Cow Bar Literature Network

The translation is: Chinese is quite 6, she must be happy.

The smell of vinegar is all over the sky.

Fortunately, the English expression more or less masks some modal words.

Riddle paused and asked suspiciously, "She?" (She?) )

Zhong Yuebai thought he was pretending to be stupid, but it was not easy to pierce it, so he could only say sullenly, "Anyway, iorderfood." (Nothing, I ordered takeout.) )

Then I ordered udon.

Riddle insisted, "Who'sshe?" (Who are you talking about?) )

Who else can there be, the little vixen who lives in your heart.

After Zhong Yuebai finished ordering takeout, she couldn't help but reply, "thegirlyoulike." (Just the one you like.) )

"thegirlilike...", the boy over there repeated her words, and then, with a smile in his voice, "whodoyouthinkilike?" (So who do you think is that girl I like?) )

Zhong Yuebai snorted lightly, "Idon'tknow." (I don't know.) )

Immediately afterward, he added emphatically, "andidon'tcare." (I don't care either.) )

"ok~" Riddle's voice seemed to have more laughter, "wetalksomethingyoucarethen." (Then let's talk about some of the things you care about.) )

However, his cooperation, listening to Zhong Yuebai's ears, became: Oh, if you don't care, don't care.

She admitted that her sentence of "idon'tcare" was indeed a bit rushed, but he actually took the opportunity to tear away the topic......

Doesn't that mean that he doesn't care about "she doesn't care about him" at all?

That is, he didn't care what she thought.

Equate, he doesn't care about her.

Zhong Yuebai, who made up a lot of brains by herself, was abused by herself.

She couldn't help but mutter, "Youjustcare that little vixen." ”

English mixed with Chinese.

Originally, I just wanted to secretly vent my anger, but I didn't think that Riddle actually understood.

“sheishixiaohulijing?” (Who is the little vixen?) He paused, his tone a little helpless, "whyalwaysthinkilikesomeoneelse?" (Why do you think I like people?) )