Chapter 194: Comforting the lovelorn Brother Han

It is highly recommended to look good: it turns out that Han Yi is really kind to the little girl.......

Jian Muxi let out a deep sigh.

Love is selfish, for the little girl, even if she is a good brother who grew up together, he can't back down and let go.

When he was about to go home after dinner, Leng Zheyu suddenly grabbed Jian Muxi and said that he had something to talk to him about, and hung Jian Zhiyu and Han Yi on the side of the road.

Helpless, the two could only go to the parking lot first.

Just a few steps away, Han Yi stopped and looked at Jian Zhiyu: "Zhizhi ......"

"Huh?" Jian Zhiyu looked back at Han Yi.

This is the first time that Brother Han has taken the initiative to speak to her tonight, and it is the second thing he said to her tonight.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but I always feel that today's Brother Han is different from before.

"Are you happy now?"

Jian Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "Happiness!" ”

How could Brother Han suddenly ask this question.

Han Yi smiled lightly and nodded: "You just think it's good to be happy!" ”

Jian Zhiyu hesitated for a long time and still asked the doubts in his heart: "Brother Han, is there anything bothering?" ”

Han Yi looked at Jian Zhiyu with a melancholy look in his eyes: "Yes! There are troubles, the girl I like, the famous flower has a master. ”

Jian Zhiyu was surprised for a while, she had never heard him mention that there was such a thing as a girl she liked.

After two seconds of silence, Jian Zhiyu asked, "Is Brother Han's confession rejected?" ”

Look at Brother Han's lonely expression, there is **.

Han Yi just looked at her quietly.

Seeing Han Yi's expression, Jian Zhiyu suddenly wanted to slap his mouth.

This is Brother Han's sad thing! How could she ask directly?

She laughed dryly: "Actually, it's okay to be rejected? Just because she doesn't like you now doesn't mean she won't like you in the future! Isn't it the master of the famous flower? If Brother Han really likes that girl, he should insist, as long as she is not married, she has a chance, and she may wake up one day and know that you are her true son! The words were simple and winked mischievously at Han Yi.

Isn't that what she and her brother are like? The so-called confession didn't know that it was rejected for a few times, and in the end, the man who categorically said that it would always be her brother was still chased by her.

Wrong! They were together, and it was her brother who confessed to her.

Han Yi looked at Jian Zhiyu's moving smile, and his eyes were confused for a moment: "As long as you insist, can you really see hope?" ”

"Huh?" Jian Zhiyu looked at Han Yi in a daze.

Did she say the wrong thing again, how could she use her 'love marathon' to comfort the lovelorn Brother Han? Doesn't this teach him to fall deeper and deeper?!

She scratched her head irritably.

Han Yi couldn't help but smile when he saw her little action, and took her hand distressedly: "Okay, don't scratch it, the scalp will bleed if you scratch it again." ”

Jian Zhiyu smiled innocently.

Han Yi reached out to straighten her slightly messy hair.

After all, he was reluctant to embarrass her.

"Zhizhi is talking more and more like an adult."

Jian Zhiyu glared at Han Yi unceremoniously: "I'm twenty-two years old, and I'm already an adult." ”

Han Yi smiled lightly: "Yes! Time flies! ”

Jian Muxi, who was not far away, saw this scene, his hands clenched into fists, and his good-looking sword eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Leng Zheyu beside him quipped: "In the past, Han Yi did the same to the little girl!" How? I used to see it, but now I can't stand it? ”

Jian Muxi didn't speak, but his body exuded a coldness that was colder than ice.

Finally, when Jian Zhiyu smirked at Han Yi, he walked over without hesitation, interrupted the two of them, and looked at Jian Zhiyu: "It's time for us to go home!" Without waiting for Jian Zhiyu to react, he pulled her directly to the place where the car was parked. 166 Reading Network