Chapter 79: Writing Love Letters
Qing Huan complained in her heart, and no one called you! And in the last few days, I have come every day, and I am annoyed when I see it.
"It's so late, what's the matter with you coming to me." If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, this woman must have something to do before she comes to her at night.
"I ······ Let's talk about it when we enter the house. ”
There were so many people in the courtyard, Luo Huimei was embarrassed to say, so she pulled Qing Huan into the room where Qing Huan lived.
Qing Huan was pulled into the room and said angrily: "Now you can talk about it." ”
She wondered what the woman was up toss with.
"Qing Huan, Mu Tiancheng is too cold, I can't say a few words when I want to talk to him, and I don't dare to confess to him, so I'm thinking I'd better write him a love letter first, so that he knows that I like him."
"Writing love letters? Then you write, what are you looking for me! "Go get clean clothes, plan to wait and take a shower.
"I ······ The writing is not good, I think it is too straightforward after writing a few times, there is no subtlety, and I am not satisfied with changing it back and forth, so I came to you, or you help me write it, your composition is so good, the writing is very good, let you help me write it. ”
Luo Huimei made a gesture to save her, but Qinghuan retreated.
"No, I'll write it for you······ No way! I haven't written love letters, but you, haven't you written them yourself before, I haven't written love letters and can't write them, and besides, I haven't liked anyone, so I can't think of those sweet words. ”
Qing Huan refused without thinking about it, what kind of love letter to write, especially if this woman still wants to write a love letter to her cousin, she really thinks about it.
"You can write a random one, and if I don't think I'm as good as my own, I'll use my own, okay? Help me once. ”
Luo Huimei didn't give up, she didn't want to come for nothing.
"I advise you not to give him a love letter, my cousin may leave in a few days, his injuries have healed, how can he stay here forever." Qing Huan refused again.
Luo Huimei frowned, obviously thinking that Qing Huan was lying to her, thinking that this would dispel her from helping her write love letters.
"Do you write or not, if you don't write, I won't leave here at night!" Luo Huimei lost her temper in the end, and she didn't help with this little favor.
Qing Huan had a headache and drove her away directly, they were all from the same village, I was afraid that she would slander her with others in the future, and besides, she hadn't been exposed in this life, so she couldn't just drive her away and cheapen her.
Since she wants to write a love letter to her, and besides, people like her cousin don't want to talk to her more, how can she really like her after reading a love letter, and when she came back just now, she had already told her clearly that she didn't like a girl like her.
That's why I was reluctant to sit at my desk.
I wanted to write a random letter, but when Mu Tiancheng's face came to mind, the pen began to move.
"The first time I met you, I liked you. It may be love at first sight. Later, every time I saw you, I wanted to tell you that I liked you, but I didn't muster up the courage to say it.
May you be the rain and dew in spring, the breeze in summer, the berries in autumn, and the padded jacket in winter. I want to be with you all the time, and all I think about is you, so please give me a chance to like you! ”
Qing Huan thought about it, after all, it was the first time to write, and she would only write so much.
It's just that she always feels that she doesn't want to let Luo Huimei give such a love letter to a man like her cousin.
Can there be a way, it looks like a love letter, but it has other meanings, she wants to spoof this woman.