She swallowed her throat and said awkwardly: "That...I..."
I was so anxious that my face turned red. I wanted to explain, but I didn't know how to explain. Suddenly, my tears fell like beads, and they fell on the table drop by drop.
He stared at her, and the cold ice began to melt. He sighed softly, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on her face, and his voice became gentler: "I didn't scold you, why are you crying?"
Such a weak look cannot be faked at all, and I feel a little softer in my heart.
An Ying's tears became more urgent, she choked and said: "I have never looked like the man on the plane because I am beautiful. It is not what you see at all, but you scolded me like that...
...I..." At the end of the sentence, the tears flowed even more fiercely.
She didn't understand either. With his gentle eyes and tone, she really felt aggrieved. All the grievances forced her, who had never liked to cry, to cry even more violently.
She just wanted to explain, explain that she was not the person he thought she was at all
She has never had a boyfriend, and she has never liked anyone else. If she wants to say that she is the only one she likes, it is only him.
But why did he misunderstand her like that? It's really sad.
He sighed again and said softly: "I admit that my tone is not good, but..."
She thought he was going to talk about her seducing men again, so she shook her head quickly and cried and said: "I don't have it. I don't have it. It's those people who pester me. I firmly reject each one of them and never give them anything."
hope!"
Seeing her helpless look, she was very beautiful, and even when she cried, she was touchingly tender. No wonder she provoked so many men. Ling Nange couldn't help but feel guilty. He seemed to be too harsh on her. No wonder she would
Wronged
He smiled slightly and asked, "Do you like me?"
Well--
She forgot to shed tears, and opened her pink lips slightly, looking at him stupidly, and nodded stupidly under his gentle gaze.
Then nodded again
Her face turned red again, very sultry style
His heart couldn't help but move
That was the first time he felt moved by another woman besides Nan Nan.
His smile became gentler and he said, "Is your name An Ying?"
Nodding, she raised her eyes shyly, her heart filled with joy. She liked his tone, his eyes, and even more, his gentleness.
Doesn't he hate her anymore?
Or is it because she cried unsatisfactoryly just now, so I sympathize with her and can't bear to scold her?
Although she feels ashamed, she really likes him like this. Even if he scolds her again, she still likes him.
No matter how wronged she was, she still liked to stare greedily at his handsome and melancholy face at such a close distance.
Well, she admitted that from the beginning, she had a crush on her idol
Even if he was mad at her, he couldn't deny that she liked him so much.
With that dazed but lovely expression, Nannan was lost for a while. He gently rubbed her hair with his hand and smiled slightly: "Then An Ying, will you be my friend?"
When he said the words, he was stunned for a moment
An Ying was startled for a moment, thinking she was dreaming, and asked nonchalantly: "Your friend?"
He nodded and smiled: "Be my girlfriend, okay?"
Joy suddenly filled her chest, excitement and excitement, girlfriend? Is she dreaming? Is she dreaming? Doesn't he hate her?