Faced with Tang Wanqing's sudden question, Song Yi was a little stunned for a while.

He didn't know how to answer.

You say, you have a heart, it doesn't seem to be good.

You say that you haven't been moved, it seems too fake.

The point is, Song Yi is very puzzled now.

Why did Tang Wanqing suddenly ask herself this question.

What was her purpose in asking this question?

Asked casually, teasing yourself, or does it have another deep meaning?

He suddenly remembered the Morse code message again.

Could it be that she likes herself?

Thinking of this, Song Yi felt a little incredible.

In the face of questions that are difficult to answer, the best answer is to shift the relationship between priority and subordination, and let yourself change from passive to active.

So he asked rhetorically, "Why are you asking me this question all of a sudden?" ”

"I'm curious." Tang Wanqing replied casually, looking very natural and casual.

After hearing this, Song Yi hesitated, and replied: "I haven't been moved." ”

"Not at all?" Tang Wanqing asked.

"Nope." After speaking, Song Yi planned to continue eating takeout.

But who knew that Tang Wanqing would not give up at all.

She stared at Song Yi's eyes and said, "I don't believe it, unless you can look at me for a minute, from now on, 1, 2, 3"

Song Yi looked into the other party's eyes and suddenly avoided it.

"I don't play such a boring game with you, I'm full, I don't eat, I go back." After saying that, he got up and walked outside.

Tang Wanqing sat in place, looked at the remaining takeaway on the table, and suddenly smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Tao's mother's quotations are still useful, honestly don't deceive me, the eyes are really the windows of the soul, and I can't panic.

She turned her head and shouted, "Hey, you're done eating, don't you help me clean up and leave?" ”

"Clean up after yourself, Peng!" Song Yi finished speaking without looking back, opened the door and left.

"Hahaha"

Tang Wanqing was smiling happily at home alone.

He didn't have the courage and his heart was weak, so he ran away.

Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and unlocked it, and the background of the screen was the one she took a selfie in the riverside park when she watched the sunrise with him today.

"Song Yi, you will be mine in the future, don't think about running away."

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Song Yi returned home, a little stunned.

When he looked at Tang Wanqing just now, he was empty-hearted.

Why should I be weak-hearted?

It's over, maybe she's laughing at herself in the house now.

Sure enough, a scumbag is not made in a day.

I haven't talked about a few girlfriends in my previous life, even if I have crossed over and become a rich second generation in this life, I still don't have enough skills in the face of an offensive woman like Tang Wanqing.

If she has the upper hand in daily life, won't she have to make an inch in the future, and from time to time she will do some such things to tease herself?

Well, I have to find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

I may have been single for too long, and when I faced her, I couldn't stabilize it!

Thinking of his girlfriend, Song Yi suddenly became a little curious, what kind of woman would Chen Yang introduce to him today.

Don't look at the women Chen Yang called at the dinner table at the beginning, it's because they are all toys, not girlfriends at all.

According to his own recollections, his vision has always been very good.

The few girlfriends I had before were among the best beauties in some art academies.

Especially at night, I heard that he had a new girlfriend, who was still a white rich beauty, a rich girl.

Met abroad.

Song Yi thought, why don't you find a time to call Chen Yang and ask him to ask that girl out to meet again?

Recently, because of work, the women around him are all in the entertainment industry, and they have no chance to contact other women, so they can only count on Chen Yang to find a little white dragon in the waves.

When Song Yi came out of the shower, he saw Tang Wanqing's message coming.

[Sunny day: Give me your ID number, and I will help you book the ticket for tomorrow night. 】

As soon as Song Yi was about to reply to the past, a new message popped up.

He clicked on it and saw that someone was adding his friends, and the application was approved.

[Little Swallow: Can we add a friend?] 】

Song Yi curiously clicked on the other party's avatar and looked at it, it was a woman's back, and it looked quite beautiful.

However, I can't believe it on the Internet, and there are many back killers.

There are also many men who pretend to be women, and they are all liars.

Under normal circumstances, Song Yi will not add it, because in this way, after most strangers add you as friends, they will sell tea at home in the end.

But this time, this stranger, a little different, is looking for himself through the account, which belongs to the precise search.

"Someone you know?"

Let's pass first, and ask when the time comes, in case you know each other.

If not, just delete it again.

Click through, and the two became friends.

[The Dream of 900 Million Girls: Who Are You? 】

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In the hotel room, the woman still got Song Yi's contact information from Chen Yang, and in courtesy to Chen Yang, she still decided to add the other party.

One more friend, one more road.

In the eyes of women, the man who can become friends with Chen Yang is estimated to be similar to him at home.

She opened her chat software and entered Song Yi's search information, and soon Song Yi's information was displayed.

The woman looked at the screen name of [Dream of 900 Million Girls] and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

How narcissistic this person is to take such a name.

After she complained, she edited a message, clicked on the application to be added as a friend, and then waited.

A minute later, the other party passed his appeal and sent an inquiry.

The woman looked at Song Yi's inquiry and replied.

[Little Swallow: I'm tonight, Chen Yang is going to introduce the person we know]

Song Yi looked at the message from the other party and was a little surprised.

[Dream of 900 million girls: Oh, hello, my name is Song Yi, it's a pleasure to meet you. 】

The woman looked at Song Yi's name and frowned.

This is the second time she has heard this name.

The first time was on today's plane, and the man who sat next to him and told the story seemed to be called that name.

Such a coincidence?

It can't be the same person, right?

[Little Swallow: I take the liberty of asking, have you ever taken a plane again today? The flight from Yanjing to Rongcheng is still first class. 】

“.”

Song Yi looked at the reply, and was also stunned, full of doubts.

How does she know her own business?

[The Dream of 900 Million Girls: How Do You Know? 】

After a while, the other party replied.

[Little Swallow: We have met, I am on the same plane as you, right next to me, my name is Xie Yuyan, do you remember? 】

Song Yi remembered.

[The Dream of 900 Million Girls: Are You the Actress? ] 】

[Little Swallow: Yes, we had a few words of conversation at the time. 】

Song Yi looked at the chat message with the other party, and after confirming the identity of the other party, he was very helpless.

Originally, I thought it was introduced by Chen Yang, but if it was okay, I wanted to deal with it first, but I didn't expect that the opposite release turned out to be the star I met on the plane.

Do you have a grudge against an actress?

Song Yi doesn't care about what others feel, he doesn't know each other anyway, and after he determines that it is not his goal, he doesn't want to pay attention to others.

[The dream of 900 million girls: Wait a minute, I'm going to take a bath. 】

If you can, you want to delete your friends directly and waste your expressions.

Then, he remembered that Tang Wanqing's message hadn't been replied to yet, so he quickly switched over and edited his ID number.

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Here, Tang Wanqing sent a message to Song Yi, and she kept holding her mobile phone, waiting for a response.

She had just seen the [Typing. 】

But in the next second, the other party's input status disappeared, and I didn't know what to do.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Song Yi hadn't replied to herself, and when she was going to do the video directly, the message came back, it was his ID number.

[Qingtian: What did you do just now? Didn't reply to me for a long time. 】

Seeing this, Song Yi complained in his heart, you are not my girlfriend, why did you reply to you as soon as possible?

He replied.

[The dream of 900 million girls: I just saw your message when I was taking a bath. 】

Tang Wanqing: "??? ”

She subconsciously remembered Xiao Tao's mother's quotes: A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

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