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Chapter 108 The Boy Who Doesn’t Like to Eat (07)

Xu Weiwan didn't dare to throw face at herself like this before, especially in front of Lin Yang.

Xu Weilai felt uncomfortable, and made up his mind not to make Xu Weiwan feel comfortable.So she smiled sweeter, "We'll bring you steamed buns. Sister, it's not that Brother Lin Yang doesn't like steamed buns, but it's because of me. The current situation is a bit inconvenient to keep a dog."

She said, putting her hands on her abdomen, showing a little shyness, "Sister, you are going to be an aunt, you are also very happy for me, aren't you?"

Si Jiu's expression was light, "Congratulations. No gift."

Xu Future: "...Sister, won't my sister invite Brother Lin Yang and me to sit up? I haven't been to my sister's new house yet."

"The house is messy, it's not suitable for entertaining guests, sorry." Si Jiu got up and led the dog on the leash, "Mantou, let's go home."

She was too calm, which disappointed Xu Future.

Originally, he thought that since he would not be able to get her house for a while, he would add trouble to her and see how sad she looked.

Now the wine secretary's reaction made Xu Future feel depressed.

But Lin Yang observed more.

Although Wanwan looked calm, the loneliness in her eyes couldn't be hidden from him.

"Why is sister like this? Does she hate me?" Xu Future pouted.

"Hey, don't think about it. If she blames it, she should blame me. After all, I changed my mind first."

"I don't allow you to talk about yourself that way." Xu Future groaned, "Oh, my parents miss her very much, but she doesn't want to go back, and she doesn't call."

Seeing the disappearance of Si Jiu, Lin Yang became inexplicably anxious, and said casually, "She will figure it out. Oops, I forgot to give her the steamed bun toys and dog food. You wait for me in the car, and I will give them to you." Sister sent it up."

Xu Weiwei didn't say a word for a while, but looked straight at Lin Yang.

"Cough... what's wrong?"

"Do you want to..."

"No. What are you thinking? I see that you are not feeling well now, and I am afraid that you will be tired."

Xu Weilai bit her lip, but looking at the affectionate Lin Yang, she was relieved again. "Then you go quickly."

As soon as Si Jiu opened the door and went in, he saw Lin Yang catching up.

Seeing that she was about to close the door, Lin Yang held the door in desperation to prevent her from closing it. .

"Wanwan, wait a minute."

"Lin Yang, let go."

"I don't mean anything else, I'm just here to give you the steamed buns. You can't sleep well without this little turtle steamed bun. Also, this bone toy is..."

"Lin Yang, is this interesting?"

"What?" Lin Yang paused.

"Since you have chosen to change your mind, be thorough. Don't appear in front of me again.

Now that you've decided not to eat steamed buns, then be straightforward and don't worry about whether it can sleep or eat.

What are you doing now? "

Lin Yang stared at Si Jiu in a daze, and saw that her dark eyes were gradually glowing, and she tried hard to speak forcefully but couldn't hide her slightly trembling voice, hitting his eardrums one after another.

"I... don't do this at night. Even if we break up, can we lose the five years of our relationship? I just don't worry about you.

I have raised steamed buns for five years, and I..."

"You just throw it away. Don't be hypocritical. Let go." Si Jiu stretched out his hand to push him.

After being stared at, the words and deeds of this person in front of him made Lin Yang feel that he was acting like a baby rather than losing his temper.

He had never seen Xu Weiwan like this before.

Xu Weiwan, who has always been lukewarm like plain water and tasteless, turned out to be so lively and moving.

Lin Yang's heart fluttered, and he subconsciously held the wine secretary's hand and placed it on his chest, "Wan Wan..."

Si Jiu's face darkened, he thought OOC!

"Please let it go."

A male voice came in abruptly, so sweet that Si Jiu's eyes lit up, and he looked at the visitor with a surprised expression.

　The hero's log:?What about me?Is this also a role?

　　The hero draws out a 30-meter machete.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)