Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 682 You have all the looks I like 8
Sheng Yize glanced sideways. Those eyes, which were as vast as the starry sky, stared straight at An Xiaxia, making her swallow involuntarily.

"Do you think I'll go find you?" He snorted, looking very arrogant.

This kind of duplicity is really annoying...

An Xiaxia complained in her heart, pouted, "If you don't have it, you don't have it. Is it because I am being passionate?"

"Oh? So, are you looking forward to seeing me?" Sheng Yize raised his long eyebrows.

An Xiaxia was poked at the center, and bit her lips uneasily.

Both Qi Yanxi and Sheng Yize smoked that brand of cigarettes, but in her heart, her first reaction was: that person must be Sheng Yize.

The balance in her heart unconsciously tilted towards Sheng Yize.

"What if I say... yes?" An Xiaxia whispered, her voice was blown away by the wind outside the window, so she couldn't distinguish clearly.

"What did you say?" Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes dangerously.

An Xiaxia yelled, "There are mosquitoes, you close the window!"

She turned over and turned her back to Sheng Yize.

Sheng Yize glanced at the mosquito smoked liquid in the corner, and the corner of his mouth raised a small arc.

There are some things that you don't need to know in your life.
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The next day, Sheng Yize took An Xiaxia home.

It was the apartment where he used to live alone.

As soon as An Xiaxia entered, she had the illusion of traveling through time and space.

This house is exactly the same as when she came here seven years ago.

As if being hit in the heart, she walked around the entire apartment barefoot.

On the balcony, there are comics she has read, and a wooden bookshelf is stacked neatly; in the refrigerator, there are all kinds of her favorite snacks, and the packages are all produced in the past two months; in the study, There was a copybook that she was forced to write by him, and on the title page was Sheng Yize's head portrait, which said "Sheng Yize's big pig's head!"...

Countless small details can remind her of the past.

"Has... Has anyone lived here?" An Xiaxia asked with trembling lips.

Sheng Yize glanced at her suspiciously: "I'm staying here, why are you crazy?"

He went to pour water, and An Xiaxia followed him step by step, gently tugging at the hem of his clothes, with a soft and soft voice: "Sheng Yize...do you like me very much?"

"I don't like your mother." He came up with a cold humor, An Xiaxia couldn't laugh or cry, "You..."

"I like you."

The sweetest love words in the world are not so gorgeous rhetoric, but that the person you talk to is just the one you like.

The left atrium was beating violently, An Xiaxia asked blankly, "What do you like about me?"

She is not good enough, good enough, not perfect enough, how lucky is she to be liked by him?
Sheng Yize took a sip of water, and answered calmly: "Actually, I don't understand your inferiority complex, Xia Xia, you are a very, very good girl, you are qualified enough to be liked by me, you don't need to be cowardly, and you don't need to question. It's not that you have any advantages that I like, but that you have all the looks I like."

(End of this chapter)