Ye Feiyang saw Xie Ling's expression different, "What's wrong?" ”

Xie Ling shook her head, swept away the haze, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "You say, does he like you?" ”

"Who?"

"He ......," Xie Ling gestured towards the door.

"Him?" Ye Feiyang looked outside, then looked at Xie Ling, laughed to death, how could he be, "Sister Ling, don't joke, how can he like me, he said, although he likes Chinese, but only good friends." He would not marry a Chinese woman. ”

His girlfriends are also all foreigners, with blue eyes, yellow hair, and a tall body, and he often gives himself pictures of his girlfriends. How can you like yourself, this Xie Ling's imagination is too rich.

Ye Feiyang didn't care, facing the mirror, he touched his face, as if the corners of his mouth were a little drooping, and the bags under his eyes were deeper.

"Sister Ling, look, I'm here, am I ......" Ye Feiyang pointed to the bags under his eyes and asked Xie Ling, but Xie Ling didn't seem to hear it, and looked lost.

Ye Feiyang shook.

"Ahh What's up? Xie Ling came back to her senses.

"Nothing."

"Then I...... I'll go and see, is the light over there? Xie Ling said eagerly, and left pretending to be fine.

Looking at the panicked Xie Ling, Ye Feiyang secretly snorted himself.

It must have been the sentence she said just now that broke her heart.

Xie Ling's little thoughts, she is a person from the past, how could she not know? Now she must have hid in a corner and wept secretly.

Silently like a person, follow his footsteps, give unreservedly but hide in front of others, that kind of suffering only you know.

How many dark nights, crying wet pillow towels, just because the man's eyes have not stayed on him for a moment.

Xie Ling likes Mike. This Ye Feiyang has always known.

Just now, I said that Mike would not look for a Chinese woman, that didn't directly cut off her thoughts, how could I not disappoint her.

No matter how difficult the road to realize her dream is, people will not despair, just because she still has a dream, she is afraid, the dream is broken, and the dream is awake.

"Squeak." Through the mirror, Ye Feiyang found Mu Qingyu standing behind him.

The changing room, not too big, barely allowed one person inside, and it was closed. In other words, he had been in there just now.

Ye Feiyang looked at him stunned, this person is too weird. What's more, he should have heard what he and Mike said just now.

Ye Feiyang wasn't afraid that he would misunderstand, but he just didn't want him to see himself like this.

Mu Qingyu walked to Ye Feiyang's mirror, Ye Feiyang didn't know whether he was looking in the mirror or looking at himself through the mirror.

The smooth and fair face, the angular-looking Leng Jun, and a black outfit made him look strong and powerful, the first time he saw Mu Qingyu's white and pure, he thought that his body bones were also very weak, but today he found out that he still had abdominal muscles.

Probably because of this fabric, the flowing silk sometimes clings to his figure with his movements, sometimes slackening, and the unintentional reverie flows between the tightness and looseness......