"Wang Chengxi has gone home." Ming Yuyan didn't think much about her reflexive behavior, but said, "She should go back too." ”

"What? They're home? Bu Yanxi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Are you sure?" What did Wang Chengxi tell you? ”

"Hmm." He nodded, "He's home." ”

Got home?

In this way, Wu Yueyao didn't see the news, but ...... Don't want to get her back?

Why?

Did she think that Wang Chengxi was deliberately deceived by herself?

Noticing the flickering loss on the girl's face, Ming Yuyan picked up a popcorn and gently put it to her mouth, "Taste it." ”

This action was a little intimate, but his expression was very leisurely, and even her melancholy heart calmed down.

She glanced around a little wryly, then opened her mouth slightly, and quickly and carefully bit the popcorn away for fear of pecking at his finger.

The sweet taste spreads in the taste buds.

"Is it delicious?" He asked.

"It's delicious." Bu Yanxi replied honestly, and somehow, she blushed uncontrollably.

Seeing her shy and cute expression, Ming Yuyan's eyebrows turned up slightly, and she sighed paradoxically, "I'm a little jealous." ”

"Huh?" She uttered a puzzled monosyllable.

"Anything that catches your attention seems to make me unhappy." He smiled faintly, "So, you'd better not be distracted by my side." ”

The domineering and domineering words came out of his mouth, a little more calm and elegant, and not offensive at all.

Bu Yanxi couldn't help blinking, and blurted out a question, "Are you jealous?" ”

Then he slowly covered his mouth and half a beat, a little annoyed that he didn't think about his thoughts.

At the beginning of the relationship, there are always a lot of concerns.

But the boy never seemed to play cards according to common sense, and his face did not show half of the embarrassment or surprise, but took a step closer, and then hooked her shoulder with his free left hand, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "Yes, after all, life is originally firewood, rice, oil, salt and vinegar." ”

He deliberately accentuated the last word, and his warm breath rubbed his ears slightly.

Yes.

He's really good at flirting.

Bu Yanxi was a little distressed and shy.

As a Spanish suspense film with a good reputation, "Mirage" has a fascinating plot, roughly about the butterfly effect caused by a dialogue across time and space, and sets off suspense in multiple parallel spaces.

The movie is really good, however......

Ming Yuyan turned his head and glanced at the girl sitting straight next to him with a concentrated face, but what he thought in his heart was: I still don't choose this kind of brain-burning movie in the future, so as not to have no sense of existence.

After watching the movie, I walked the road.

It had probably just rained, and the sun had not yet completely struggled out from behind the accumulated clouds, and the pools of stagnant water reflected the soft sunlight, which was slightly hot and humid.

Walking without purpose, Bu Yanxi, who was still immersed in the plot of the movie, was a little silent, until she suddenly heard the holy bell of the church in her ears, and several white doves fluttered their wings, and she noticed the same silence of the boy next to her.

The hand was still gently held.

She turned her head to the side and asked, "Is there a church here?" ”

"Well, East Ten Christ Church." The boy glanced at the Gothic spired church on the side of the road, "It is a Christian church built during the Republic of China, and its history is not too long, and it is a landmark building in East Tenth Square." ”