"It's okay, why are you so nervous." Jiang Yue glanced at him and said with a smile: "Look at your cold sweat, on such a cold day, you are not afraid of freezing and catching a cold." ”

"Huh? How can there be sweat? ”

Guan Feiyang subconsciously touched his forehead, and suddenly touched the sly smile in Jiang Yue's eyes, and he couldn't help glaring at her: "You lie to me again, don't you feel bored if you always lie to me?" ”

"I'm willing, can you handle it?" Jiang Yue's face suddenly sank: "Besides, when I was in love before, you lied to me so many times, what happened if I lied to you?" ”

"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, just be happy."

Guan Feiyang echoed very perfunctorily, and a paragraph automatically floated through his mind.

The most unprovoked thing for this man is the former woman, as long as he has loved her, even if the fate is over, he has to let her for the rest of his life, otherwise, she will think that you are not a thing!

Jiang Yue's face darkened: "Guan Feiyang, you are really a scumbag, it's only been a few years since you broke up, and you're so impatient with me?" ”

"Eldest sister, it's been almost ten years, okay?" Guan Feiyang had to be reminded that when he liked Jiang Yue, he was still in junior high school at the time, probably because he was young and frivolous.

Later, they naturally broke up.

But the status of the Jiang family is higher than that of the housekeepers, they are all members of the eight major families, so they are naturally the kind that look up and don't look down, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

But fortunately, the two of them are still friends after they broke up.

It's just that every time we meet, we can't avoid each other.

"Who's your name, big sister? You're going to die! ”

Jiang Yue was so angry that her face turned green, if it weren't for the inconvenience of her wearing a skirt, she would definitely beat Guan Feiyang: "Do you dislike me?" Okay, I know, you're really a scumbag! ”

“……”

Guan Feiyang didn't want to worry about Jiang Yue in general, but after thinking about it, it was really bad to have the word scumbag on his head: "When we were together, I didn't even dare to hold your little hand." ”

"Since the breakup, Lao Tzu has not been in love."

"You say, why am I a scumbag?"

Think about it, those famous and noble sons, when they travel, the beauty of the incense car is a must-have, and he doesn't even bring a bodyguard when he goes out.

Do you look like a scumbag?

Jiang Yue was so angry that she complained about her grievances as if pouring beans: "When you were with me, you were reluctant to buy me even a bottle of milk tea, and ten years have passed, and you are still slamming the door as always." ”

"Hell if you can fall in love!"

I've seen people who pick the door, but I've never seen people who are so slamming the door when they fall in love.

"Your family is so rich, you would die if you bought me a bottle of milk tea?" Jiang Yue couldn't figure it out, how could people be richer and more slammering, look at Junyao's boss, how generous!

Can't you learn from others?

"When I was in junior high school, I was thirsty playing basketball, and my girlfriends bought water for my boyfriend, so you gave me half a tissue to wipe my sweat, and I didn't even drool."

Guan Feiyang was not afraid of Jiang Yue anymore, and then poured out the original grievances, accusing: "You are embarrassed to talk about me, I think you are an iron rooster who does not pull out a hair!" ”

"You're the ......"

"You are, you are ......"

“……”

Song Shu was dumbfounded when he heard what these two people said, and couldn't help but ask Fu Yan: "Are these things really fake, did he really pick the door like this before?" ”

"How do I know, I didn't go to school in the imperial capital at that time." Fu Yan pursed his lips and glanced at Song Shu out of the corner of his eye.

Song Shu was in junior high school abroad, and he also followed, if Jiang Yue hadn't quarreled with Guan Feiyang today, he wouldn't have known that Guan Feiyang was such a bastard at the beginning.