Upon hearing this, Tingyun turned the teacup's fingers and stumbled slightly, raised her eyes to meet her gaze, and after a while, he answered, "Yes."
He gave a very positive answer.
His eyes were deep and gentle, as if he wanted to look at the girl opposite the sofa to the depths of his pupils.
Mo Jingyao was very gossipy. She leaned forward and asked curiously, "Then have you confessed to her? Do the other party know?"
Tingyun was a little uncomfortable, "No." He didn't like to talk about his thoughts.
"Then let me tell you, if there is someone you like, you must confess your love!" Mo Jingyao treated him as a friend and quickly expressed his own point of view, "I have been writing romance novels for so many years, and I have been very experienced!
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Tingyun's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his thick brows frowned. Just as he left, another chatter came?
Mo Jingyao said to him, "Fate is really just a moment. If you slow down, then she is likely to be someone else's!"
Tingyun looked at her seriously, then smiled, "The novel is different from reality. Child, you are too young."
"Why is it different?" Jing Yao retorted, "Reality is even more bloody than novels!"
Tingyun poured her a cup of tea and put it in front of her. His voice was low and warm. "In reality, if you like someone and confess your love without confirming the other person's intentions, it is very likely that you can't even make friends.
Likes must be two-way, otherwise they will be silent until death.”
"Then I think you have a very charming personality. Maybe you have successfully confessed your love?" Mo Jingyao was advising him, "Can you have some confidence in yourself?"
"You're very noisy." Tingyun's voice was deep.
"Hey, the girl you like must be very outstanding! And an excellent person will naturally attract people's attention, and you will have rivals! So you have to do it as soon as possible!"
Tingyun is a calm person, and he will not take risks if he is sure.
And he believes in fate.
If you meet three times in a day, this may be the matchmaker.
"Hey, are you listening to me?" Jing Yao looked at him.
Tingyun raised his eyes, with a hint of patience that he had not had when looking at Huo Zhenzhen, and he didn't know what to say.
Soon, the sound of high heels came.
The two people sitting on the sofa turned their eyes, Huo Zhenzhen twisted her waist with a smile, and she passed by Mo Jingyao and sat down at the seat just now.
"Tingyun, my father likes you very much, and I don't hate you either. Should we try to date?" She picked up the teacup and went straight to the topic, "You know my conditions too. My father is the Attorney General."
"Sorry." Tingyun also replied directly and calmly explained, "I don't feel anything about you or are not interested in you. You don't have to waste time on me."
Mo Jingyao widened her eyes, so direct??
Huo Zhenzhen's body stiffened and she was in front of another girl again, so embarrassed!
Tingyun said it very clearly. He put down the teacup and looked at them, "I lost my companion." Then he stood up and left.
The two girls looked at his tall back as they went upstairs, and the air in the living room seemed to have a trace of solidification.
"Did you say something to him just now?" Huo Zhenzhen stood up and looked down at Mo Jingyao unhappily.
Mo Jingyao was frightened, "Me?"
"Yes, he listened to my introduction patiently for half an hour, without any impatient! He seemed to be interested in me." Huo Zhenzhen felt good about herself, she really couldn't figure it out, "I just went to the bathroom,
Why did it become like this?"
Mo Jingyao quickly explained, "I don't have it! I'm unfair. I'm not familiar with him. I don't know that he has such a bad temper. This is not a bad thing for me!"