Loli fierce and cute: BOSS, stand against the wall!

Chapter 319 But I'm Still A Little Sad

He flattered Ji Linna for nothing more than to show off and get promoted to earn more salary. In fact, she could give him whatever he wanted, because he was the first man who made her heart flutter, and he was her first love.

She doesn't want to have regrets in her life. When she gets old, she will tell her descendants that your grandpa (grandpa) and I are each other's first love...that must be a very happy and romantic thing.

"Xiaoqi, am I stupid?" At the end, Mo Yirou asked self-deprecatingly.

Zhang Xiaoqi gently stroked her hair, "Yirou, you are so kind."

Listening to Mo Yirou's confession, Zhang Xiaoqi felt that she had more sympathy for Qiao Minghui than love, and after a while, Zhang Xiaoqi continued.

"Maybe you are too well protected by your family and don't know the sufferings of the world. If you go to a remote area and see that the children there have no schools and no new clothes, you will find that compared with those children, Qiao Minghui is happy enough !"

Mo Yirou murmured, "I know, but Minghui is my boyfriend, I can't see him working hard..."

Zhang Xiaoqi smiled, held Mo Yirou's face buried in his arms in the dark, and let her look at him, Zhang Xiaoqi said, "Yirou, your feelings for Senior Qiao are not love, but sympathy.

Maybe you still don't want to believe it now, but one day, you meet the person who really moves your heart, even if it's just a word, the touch of your fingertips will make you blush and flustered, then you will understand your feelings for Senior Qiao Nothing but sympathy. "

Inadvertently, those days of being teased by Ji Shaochen's words emerged in Zhang Xiaoqi's mind. Although sometimes it was deliberately pretended, it is undeniable that his deliberate teasing would really make her blush and flustered.

He always hugged her shoulders naturally...During the time in the hospital, she could feel that he was really good to her...

Mo Yirou raised his face and asked in a murmur, "Is that so?"

Zhang Xiaoqi raised his hand to help her pin the long hair covering her forehead behind her ears, she nodded with her lips drawn together, "Yes.

Yirou, maybe you still can't let it go now, but one day you will find that he is just a dispensable scenery in your life. "

Facing Zhang Xiaoqi's bright eyes, Mo Yirou nodded heavily, "The worst thing I, Mo Yirou, has done in my life is to always accommodate him. From now on, I will not accommodate anyone, Even if..."

Speaking of this, Mo Yirou stopped and pursed her lips, and said firmly to Zhang Xiaoqi's eyes, "Even if that person is called Qiao Minghui."

Zhang Xiaoqi knows Mo Yirou's character best, how can the pampered young lady have no temper at all, the reason why she is willing to restrain her sharp claws is just because of one word, love.

This kind of young lady also cares about her self-esteem the most. Once she is hurt by someone, even if that person repents, she will never give her another chance.

She nodded and said, "Yirou, you deserve better."

Mo Yirou took a long breath, then lay down, wrapped in a quilt, "But I'm still very sad."

Two years of getting along, three years of cohabitation, how can it be forgotten overnight.

Zhang Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows and suggested, "How about... I invite you to the bar, so you can get drunk and relieve your worries?"

Mo Yirou muttered, "No, this is not T City, even if I sleep on the street, no one would dare to do anything to me!"

Although broken up in love, Mo Yirou's rationality is still online, and drinking to relieve her sorrow is the lowest way.

Kyoto is no better than T City, a place full of good and bad people, except for those rich people who have some business contacts, who will give her the face of the second miss of the Mo family.

"Honey, I thought your IQ was subtly influenced by that mental retardation!" Zhang Xiaoqi joked, but also felt happy for Mo Yirou.

At least, she didn't lose her mind because of her broken relationship, at least she didn't cry because of Qiao Minghui.

Mo Yirou turned around, "Who do you think is retarded?"

Zhang Xiaoqi quickly took off his sweater and jeans, and without washing his pajamas, he lifted the quilt and got in, giggling and said, "Why, he is still protecting his weaknesses now? He Qiao Minghui is guarding the cornucopia and asking for money everywhere. What is it that a blind man is not mentally retarded?"

(End of this chapter)