Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 368 Confession ([-])

Feng Songjie asked: "Do you think he will like you?"

Bai Weiyang looked at him strangely, and explained: "He treats me very well."

Feng Songjie said with a half-smile: "He is the owner of Xianlemen, and he has always been kind to women, let alone a woman like you who is not ugly and talented, how can he not be nice to you?"

Bai Weiyang: ...

Just your skin!
You can speak!
She really wants to hit someone!
Feng Songjie received someone's resentful little eyes, and felt a little sorry in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's still the same sentence, if he really likes you, he will take the initiative to tell you and confess! Because Men are hunters by nature, with hunting instincts."

Listen to him shaking his wit.

Bai Weiyang knew Feng Songjie's words from the bottom of her heart, but she was not reconciled, it was not her style to sit and wait for death, her motto in life was always to do it first and then talk about it!
So, she straightened her neck and said loudly with a rebuttal taste.

"Why do I have to wait for others to confess? Can't I confess myself? If I like it, I have to say it. What if it works!"

Feng Songjie was almost rendered speechless by her unreasonable reasoning, as if it made sense, but he also knew that there was one more eventuality, that is, Xu Jiu would not agree to her, and if she did not agree, she would What kind of mood is it?

Feng Songjie hardly dared to imagine, and gritted his teeth: "What if it doesn't happen."

Bai Weiyang is really going to be pissed off by him, is it intentional?

She said with a dark face: "Can't you bless me? Milk me?"

"Milk you..."

Feng Songjie showed a very embarrassed look, looked down at his flat chest, looked into her eyes very seriously, and said solemnly: "I'm a man, I don't have breasts."

Bai Weiyang: "...??"

The milk she was talking about was not this milk...

It's a collision of modernity and classicism, this soil beetle!
Feng Songjie saw her roll her eyes and leave with her small chin proudly holding her poetry collection, while he was scratching his head in confusion. Could it be that he said something wrong just now?
He has no milk!
Why do you look like he said something wrong.

Really...

Bai Weiyang hesitated at home for two days, the winter in Jiangcheng had come, the air suddenly became very cold, after lunch, Feng Songjie went to Yincheng to deal with things yesterday, he was not at home, Wu Su also went out It's time to play mahjong, only Feng Zongcheng is left at home.

Before Bai Weiyang went to Xianlemen, she became nervous for the first time.

You must know that for her, she will never feel nervous when doing anything. Feng Zongcheng couldn't help but become curious when he saw her just pacing at the door.

"Yangyang!"

Bai Weiyang turned her head, met Feng Zongcheng's gentle and sweet eyes, ran over like a headless chicken, and looked up at the tall and stalwart elder brother.

A pair of watery eyes looked at Feng Zongcheng.

Said as if asking for help.

"Brother, I am your dearest sister, right?"

Feng Zongcheng nodded: "Yes."

That's a must.

"Use you to practice confession, do you think it is?" Bai Weiyang looked at Feng Zongcheng pitifully, before Feng Zongcheng refused, she said embarrassedly, "I have never confessed to anyone, just like you As I said, what to do in case of failure, losing face is small, and feeling depressed is big."

"Then I'll lend myself to you." Feng Zongcheng sighed for Feng Songjie in his heart, and said, "You, be gentle with me."

"to make."

(End of this chapter)