The two of you punch and I kick in a small space. When I was young, the two of them lived next door and often called each other.

In the end, the two of them ran out of strength, sat on the ground with their backs against the sofa and breathed heavily. The faces and bodies of the two people were miserable, Leng Sicheng's blazer was thrown in the corner like a rag, and his white shirt was torn off several buttons, revealing a honey-colored chest on his chest. Except for the punch he had at the beginning, he didn't hurt much.

It was Mo Dongyang, not to mention that his face was bruised and purple by him, and his clothes were also full of shoe prints that he kicked. As long as you move a little, your back hurts, your legs hurt, your stomach hurts, and your face hurts. Leng Sicheng's grandparents have learned kung fu seriously, and they naturally win a lot when they fight.

Leng Sicheng gasped for a while, then calmed his breath, and his eyes became sharp again. He bowed his head, buttoned his shirt again, turned around, picked up the coat next to him, and struggled to his feet, ready to leave.

"Hey-hiss-" Mo Dongyang originally wanted to stop him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth that was beaten by him, and wanted to scold in pain.

Leng Sicheng stopped and glanced back at him.

"You kid, you're really ruthless!" He sighed, and then smiled at the corners of his mouth, "Just prepare, go back like this?" Why don't I come out with you again tomorrow? ”

Leng Sicheng's pupils slowly swept over him, and finally his eyes fell on his miserable face: "Do you want to go directly to plastic surgery?" ”

"Who told you to fight! You can also play basketball, football, and tennis! Mo Dongyang immediately smiled, "If you want, of course it's better to find a few beautiful little girls to vent." - Don't worry, I will find someone who looks like Xu Zipei according to your preference. ”

Leng Sicheng's eyes were faint.

Mo Dongyang said again: "Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was looking for someone who looks like Gu Qingqing, I was right, right?" ”

Leng Sicheng turned his head suddenly, although the expression on his face was light, he could see that the light in his eyes was extremely sharp.

Mo Dongyang smiled helplessly: "Look, I just mentioned her name, and you have such a big fluctuation." Why don't you tell her if you like it so much? ”

Leng Sicheng's hand clenched into a fist.

"Do you think I didn't say that?"

Calm as he is, when he said this, his voice involuntarily fluctuated and fluctuated.

I've said it three years, and I've said it now.

But if you don't love, you just don't love.

Even if they gradually developed a little affection in the long process of getting along, because they did not have a solid foundation of love, it was like a fortress built on quicksand, which collapsed easily.

"What did you say?" Mo Dongyang still looked indifferent, "You said it was useless, you have to accept it." ”

His words instantly shocked Leng Sicheng's pupils, who were still cold and sharp just now.

If she could accept it, how could they still be like this?

In her heart, his father's death was a dead knot. It's not him that she loves in her heart. stayed with him only because of the original 1 million, and the family that later used him to help her.

For example, this time, he refused to help her to save her brother in the first place, and she immediately turned her face.