Yan You pursed his lips and looked at him seriously, his breathing was slightly flustered, and he was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Yan You lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "I, I want to know when you started to treat me.."

Mo Yishen's expression was a little serious, as if he was talking about a huge investment project: "If you want me to be accurate, I don't know, maybe from the first time I saw you, or maybe I watched you lose your temper with me like a little wild cat, or maybe it was the first time you called my name." "Unconsciously, it has long been deep in my heart.

Listening to his mellow and beautiful magnetic voice, Yan You couldn't tell the difference in the flow of her heart, she didn't understand whether she liked it, and she didn't know what love was, but she was sure that she really didn't have any thoughts of hating him or rejecting him.

Yan You didn't dare to look at his deep eyes like the sea, lowered his head, stared at his toes, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Mo Yishen, you give me time." ”

Hearing her response, Mo Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she didn't veto.

Under the dim street lamp, two figures are facing each other, and the red roses climbing out of the wall exude a strong fragrance, lingering on the tip of the nose and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

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It's early in the morning, Yan You is lying on the bed, his mind is full of ink shadows, his side face, his eyebrows and eyes, his everything...

"Since we're both single now, let's get together, anyway, I like you..'

'I want to associate with you on the premise of marriage, and I have full confidence in the future..'

Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Yanyou sat up, shook his head irritably, and after a while, he lay down again, restrained himself from calming down, and then fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Yanyou went downstairs again with dark circles under his eyes.

At the dining table, Luo Leyang unceremoniously ate the breakfast prepared for Yanyou.

"Why are you here?" Yanyou sat down lazily and couldn't help yawning.

Luo Leyang watched Yan You cover his mouth and yawn, bit his toast fiercely, and flew towards her with white eyes: "You are embarrassed to say, no matter how many calls I called you, you didn't answer, when I came to look for you yesterday, the housekeeper said that you went out again, and you dared not answer your sister's call, and if you didn't call for three days, your skin was itchy, right?" ”

took the sandwich on the side and took a sip of milk: "What are you looking for me?" ”

Luo Leyang snorted: "Just to see if you're still alive." ”

Yan You's eyes darkened, he raised his eyes to look at her, and said very seriously: "I'm fine." ”

Luo Leyang's face stiffened slightly, and he secretly wondered why he didn't choose to say anything and mention her pain.

Cleared his throat: "Uh, that's, it's.."

Yanyou picked up the milk and glanced at her with disdain: "I have something to say." ”

Luo Leyang changed his arrogant image, pushed the uneaten toast on the plate, smiled, and sat down beside her: "Come on, come on, I'll give you the rest." As he spoke, he diligently smeared sweet sauce and handed it to Yanyou's mouth.

Yanyou pushed away in disgust: "You can eat it yourself." ”

Luo Leyang grinned and stuffed it into his mouth: "Don't eat and pull down." ”

Yan You didn't have much appetite, drank a few sips of milk, walked out, and sat lazily on the sofa in the living room, looking unrefreshed.

Luo Leyang finally took a bite of toast and walked out.

"Youyou, Yi Jin, he..." Luo Leyang looked at Yan You's face, thought about it, and still opened his mouth.

"If you're talking to me about him, you can go." Yanyou interrupted her, she really didn't want to hear his name anymore, she didn't want to know anything about him anymore.