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Chapter 1121 Dating (3)

But Ji Yanche is very clear about his original intention of becoming an idol.

Three words: blue as a song.

Ru Ge who was sitting opposite Ji Yanche obviously didn't know what Ji Yanche was thinking about this matter.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Ji Yanche lying on the table with his chin resting on the back of his hand.

Gray hair, a standard manga handsome face, with a sharp chin.

The broken hair in front of his forehead slightly pressed the brows, and his eyes were bright and energetic, as if there were countless stars hidden.

It's rare to see a boy's eyes, but it looks like a girl's eyes.

Ah Xiba, why is a big man so cute?
And it's not the cuteness of a girl at all, it's just a very sunny and handsome cuteness.

I almost grew up with Ji Yanche, and I have long been immune to his handsomeness.

But at this second, it seemed as if he had gotten Ji Yanche's handsomeness.

And Ji Yanche, as if feeling Ruge's gaze, also raised his eyes.

When the four eyes met, an inexplicable electric current burst out, making Ruge a little crisp.

She quickly looked away, "Are you full? Go wash the dishes when you're full."

Ji Yanche stood up.

Ruge pushed the bowl towards him.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yanche propped his hands on the table and leaned slightly closer to her, "What did you think of just now? Why didn't you dare to look at me all of a sudden?"

Ru Ge immediately raised his eyes, "Don't bother you, I dare not look at you? What is there about you that makes me dare not look at you?"

The next second, the two of them froze at the same time.

Because at this moment, I and his face are really too close.

Ruge can even see her own reflection in Ji Yanche's pupils.

The breath is full of each other's breath.

This is the first time, in a sober state, two people are so close.

A few more centimeters, the distance you can kiss.

The heart seemed to miss a beat for an instant.

Ji Yanche's throat was a little tight, he held her side face with one hand, and murmured, "Ruge..."

Breathing is getting closer.

Ruge's pupils shrank, and suddenly she slapped the table and stood up, "Forget it, I'll wash it myself."

After finishing speaking, she quickly distanced herself from Ji Yanche, and was about to go to the kitchen with the two bowls in her arms.

Unexpectedly, the arm was gently grabbed by someone.

"Give it to me." Ji Yanche took it, "Go and rest, I will take care of the rest."

Ruge was not polite to him either, and after giving it to him, she collapsed on the sofa, trying to break down her abnormal heartbeat by watching TV.

What's wrong with her...

Ji Yanche is just her blue face, buddies.

As soon as she thought of her parents' failed marriage, Ruge's rationality returned instantly.

Correct.

She won't be in love with anyone.

He casually used the remote control to switch channels, and suddenly saw a certain satellite TV broadcasting the concert.

Ji Yanche's concert.

He seems to have had nearly a hundred world tours last year.

The first Chinese on Madison's stage, and the audience below was empty.

Represents the supreme glory.

Before I knew it, the boy who grew up with me had already stood at such a height in the world.

The spotlight is on him, and when he sings on stage, he seems to glow.

Ruge was a little taken aback.

But after hearing the sound of rushing water from the kitchen, she tilted her head and took a peek at Ji Yanche who was washing the dishes.

He looked at Ji Yanche on the TV.

He looked at Ji Yanche in the kitchen again.

It feels... really amazing.

(End of this chapter)