Playing to the death and cheating on you

Ye Jia looked at her carefully: "Xiaofeng, you are so beautiful." When he said this, he looked into her eyes with surprisingly gentle eyes.She could almost see her reflection in his eyes.

Ye Jia said, "Xiao Feng, you are so beautiful"; Li Huan said, "Feng Feng, do you think you are very beautiful? Actually, you are very ordinary, many women are more beautiful than you"—this is the difference.Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, beauty or not is not important, among thousands of people, as long as you are

It is enough for him to be beautiful in his own eyes.

She blushed a little, and muttered: "Ye Jia, why do I see you wearing this dress every time?"

"Because I have ten of these. I don't bother to use just one of everything."

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intentions. Feng Feng was talking casually, but at this moment he looked at him strangely, and gradually discovered a fact: I have been wearing the same silver-gray cashmere coat almost every time I see him in the winter!Thinking that he hadn't changed his clothes, he thought to himself, why Ye Jia would be so sloppy, just like those boys in high school, who bought a jacket and wore it for three years without washing it, and just wore it out and threw it away.

Gosh.What about summer?

"In summer, I also wear the same shirt, but there are 30 pieces."

She suddenly remembered another question, she went to eat with him three times, except for the time when she was sick, the other two times were at the same place.She asked, "You were in the same place when you went out to eat?"

"Well, I'm only familiar with that one, so I go there every time. Liu Qiang told me about that porridge shop. That time, I secretly called her to ask her. However, I never went there again gone."

A very dull man.

Feng Feng resisted the urge to laugh wildly and looked at all kinds of new clothes: "Then why didn't you buy me ten pieces of the same clothes?"

"Because I see you wearing different clothes every time, I guess you don't like wearing the same clothes all the time."

Feng Feng finally couldn't help laughing out loud, Ye Jia, the idiot Ye Jia, he was really a monk in his last life, it's true Kaye, otherwise, where would there be such a stupid man?

"Xiaofeng, what are you laughing at?" He bent down beside her and gently hugged her shoulder: "Xiaofeng, this is my credit card. You can use it. When you get well, I will accompany you if you like it." Go to the street to buy..."

There was a trace of uneasiness in my heart, but, Ye Jia, he was really Kaye.Everything in the past is inextricably linked, subconsciously, she has long regarded Ye Jia as her lover, even her husband.She took the credit card and put it in the drawer of the dresser, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

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