(Cat flutter Chinese) Yan Han's face became more and more ugly, but he, only dang, Zhu Qianying was deliberately angry with him.

"Zhu Qianying, do you have to say it so ugly?"

Zhu Qianying looked at him very seriously, "No, I'm just telling the truth. Is it unpleasant? I thought you liked to hear the truth. ”

“……”

For a moment, Yan Han felt that he was about to collapse, and he and Zhu Qianying couldn't talk anymore!

She used to be like this!

Why, now, is it like this?

In the past, he always thought that she was knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

No matter what she says or does, she will weigh the best way to express it or solve it.

Occasionally, she will speak directly and act straightforwardly, but in that case, it is mostly innocuous and indecent.

Instead of being as direct and hurtful as it is now, the whole person is like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body, which is impossible to approach and even more difficult to touch.

If it had changed before, or if the person sitting in front of him was someone else and not Zhu Qianying, there would be no way to talk about it.

But the problem is, this person is Zhu Qianying!

She has been gone for five years and has not been heard from again.

He searched for her for five years, but could not find her.

Now, she finally came back, how could he give up this opportunity that he had waited for five years in vain?

Even if, the person in front of him, or, in fact, is not Zhu Qianying, but a strange woman named Zhu-Ying.

He still has to retrieve the bamboo shadow that belongs to him from her.

Because, there is nothing else he can do!

After thinking about all this, Yan Han took a long breath, forcibly suppressed all kinds of discomfort and gaps in his heart, and tried to face the seemingly familiar woman in front of him with a new mentality, but in fact it was extremely strange.

"Zhu Qianying, can we talk to some calmly?" Yan Han, who has always been high above and is in a state of looking down on others, took the initiative to lower his posture.

He hoped that she would put away the thorns in her body, otherwise, he would not be able to continue this conversation with her.

Bamboo Asakage witnessed his eyes go from angry to calm, and she thought that what she was about to face would be an angry him, and she was ready for the storm.

But an expected storm was silently brewing in his eyes, and then disappeared.

I have to say, she was surprised.

But when you think about it, isn't that a matter of course?

Five years is enough time for a little guy like Tsai to grow from a little baby to a little man.

It is also enough to make Young Master Yan grow from a young man with a strange temper to a man with a mature mind.

Zhu Qianying nodded, "We can talk, but don't button your hat, I don't think I'm not calm!" ”

Her tone was obviously faint, but it made Yan Han breath well.

If her so-called peace of mind is the thorny appearance in this statement, then what kind of person is she who is she when she is uneven and angry?

Yan Han took a heavy breath and told herself, don't be angry, she's just a little girl who loves to lose her temper!

"Zhu Qianying, do you hate me very much?"

Yan Han asked himself silently in his heart for five years!

And the answer has always been yes!

Zhu Qianying raised her eyelids and looked at him quietly.

Her eyes were like a pool of calm water, clear, but so deep that he couldn't see through it.

In the past, he was often attracted by the clarity of this pool, thinking that the girl with such clear eyes was a real and easy to understand person.

But now, he had to admit that the clarity in her eyes really didn't have a trace of impurities, but that depth was a depth that he, or others, could hardly reach with the naked eye.

That is, he can't read her!

For example, just now, he was standing outside the window, and he looked at her holding small things, sometimes with fiery eyes, sometimes with surprise, as if he was looking at a peerless treasure.

But obviously, those are just ten yuan and eight yuan of stalls.

In other words, if those things were thrown in front of him, he would just treat them as if they were garbage.

But she treats them like treasures!

is like him, obviously such an excellent man, no matter the external connotation or family background, he thinks that nothing is not outstanding, in the eyes of others, he is a hot item, and he can always make people flock to him.

But she treated him like garbage, and threw him away!

Realizing that in her mind, she was just a piece of garbage that she said would throw away, and its value was not even as good as the ten yuan and eight yuan tattered things she saw in the small broken shop just now, Yan Han was very unhappy in her heart, and she was very angry.

But he couldn't yell at Zhu Qianying, because, those, not even people, were just a bunch of inconspicuous broken things.

What does he care about with those things?

But is he really, not even as good as those broken things?

Young Master Yan, who has always boasted of being powerful, at this moment, all his conceit and self-confidence were turned into scum in seconds.

The time that Zhu Qianying stared at him seemed to be a long, long time, so long that Young Master Yan had been hit by a bunch of inconspicuous little things, and she slowly spoke.

"Yan Shao, why do you think I hate you?"

I was stunned by the cold!

He thought he would hear her answer in the affirmative and gritted teeth, and then there would be a whole bunch of crackling accusations and grievances.

That way, he can repent and he can ask her for forgiveness.

But why, she didn't go the same way at all?

Not only did she not give him a positive answer, but she also threw another question at him with her backhand.

"Zhu Qianying, Yi Wei and I, it's really nothing, I've always only been her sister, never, I haven't had other ideas, I didn't have it before, I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future!"

For a person as proud as Yan Han, it is basically impossible to explain to others what he really thinks in his heart.

But this person is none other than him, he waits for people every day, and no matter how proud he is, he has to put himself low to the point.

Because, if he didn't do this, in front of this person who didn't even want to look at him, he wouldn't even have a chance to confess himself.

At this time, he remembered the salesmen who came to the door and forcibly sold them.

Even though others repeatedly say they are not interested, he will still babble about the products in his hands.

Because, if you ring the doorbell a hundred times, perhaps, only one person will open the door.

Only this person is willing to say that he is not interested.

Yes, even if, only one voice is not interested, for this salesman, this is already a chance that he pressed a hundred times and tried a hundred times to hit the wall a hundred times. Cat flutter Chinese