Song Xuxu looked at one picture was the message on the first page of the notebook sent in the name of her classmates last time, and the other picture was the car purchase contract when she bought a car in the afternoon, she deliberately enlarged the two pictures and looked at them, but she really didn't find anything from them, and couldn't help but send an embarrassed expression and a question mark in the past.

Tang Mohan: "Your handwriting betrays you." ”

Seeing this, Song Xu suddenly became stupid, and then after quickly reacting, she compared the two pictures, and the handwriting was obviously different, how could the big guy dare to conclude that the two handwriting were the same?

What's more, the handwriting in the notebook, she also deliberately said that it was written by her classmates, why did it come to her head again?!!

In the midst of her various belly slanders, Tang Mohan sent another picture, and when he saw this picture, the expression on Song Xuxu's face instantly cracked.

Isn't the handwriting on this picture exactly the dialogue that he asked her to write on paper when she first moved back here to do tasks, and was mistaken for a mute by the big guy?

These fonts ...... Although she paid special attention to trying not to write similarly when she wrote later, if you compare carefully, you can still see the similarity.

Merely...... What are the big guy's eyes, and the titanium alloy ghost eyes have become hey!! The car purchase contract is just a three-word signature, which can also let him see heresy???!

Song Xuxu was stunned for a while!

Tang Mohan: "You are very smart, every time you write, you will deliberately change it, although the handwriting can be changed, but the habit of stroke outline cannot be changed." ”

When Song Xuxu saw this information, she only sighed silently, and then she replied weakly: [Great God, were you born under the name Conan? 】

The corners of Tang Mohan's lips twitched, "So, you admit it?" ”

Song Xuxu: [No, I don't admit it! ] 】

Tang Mohan: "......"

After a while, Song Xuxu sent another message, [Okay, before I admit this, can you promise me one thing? 】

Tang Mohan: "? ”

Song Xuxu: [Promise me that no matter what gift I give you in the future, you will accept it, okay?] 】

This is a hapless bastard who is going to be unlucky if he doesn't complete the task.

o(╥﹏╥)o

Tang Mohan: "Reason. ”

Song Xuxu scratched his head, first sent a crying emoji, and then typed back: [Some reasons can't be said now, but God, as long as you accept the gift I gave you, it is equivalent to helping me, I really need your help! ] 】

It feels like I've gone further and further down the cheeky path, alas!

Tang Mohan here was silent for a long time with his mobile phone before replying: "Okay, I won't ask you why, but I want to know why you have to give me a gift?" ”

Song Xuxu looked at the ceiling with a little melancholy, and then let out a long sigh and replied: [Because...... I like you. 】

No matter how you say that you are also my future husband, it doesn't matter if you confess or something in advance.

After replying to this one, Song Xuxu was originally relatively calm, but because the big guy did not reply to the message for a long time, she was strangely more nervous, so she kept staring at the phone, as if she was eager to know what the other party's reaction was.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it was, so long that when Song Xuxu thought that the big guy directly ignored what she just said, the WeChat voice of the mobile phone rang again.