Chief, Love for you is wrong

Qin Jing, the originator of the terracotta figures, did not stop. Seeing Ji Li's look, she knew that he must be moved. She repeatedly threw several eyes at him. The meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

I could see that Ji Li's eyes were getting darker and his teeth were itching. After saying "goblin", he quickly got up, poured some cold water into the nearby water dispenser and breathed a few times, before he poured the desire fire down.

Qin Jing, who was sitting on the sofa, picked up the page Wen Jili opened and read it. When he saw Wen Jili coming back, he took the initiative to make room for him. He smiled and said, "come on, sit down, why are you always standing? Don't be so polite at home."

Wen Jili twitched at the corners of his mouth. Before he opened his voice, Qin Jing took the initiative to hand over the Xinhua Dictionary, "come and see, what you just turned to is Nian."

Wen Jili glanced at Qin Jing faintly. He didn't think much about her. He stretched out his right hand and took her into his shoulder. His left hand took over the Xinhua Dictionary, pressed his thumb on the page he opened, and turned it a few times. There were not many pages of Nian Pinyin.

"The Pinyin Nian is only a little. It's really fate to turn it over." when he turned back the page he was turning, Wen Jili couldn't help laughing and Qin Jing quickly answered, "so ~ ~ this is fate! Come on, let's take a look at that word."

I looked at the middle page on both sides. Then, they looked at each other. Everyone was a little helpless.

Qin Jing moved his ass, found two pens at the nearby tea table, tore out a piece of paper, separated both sides, handed a pen and half of the paper to Wen Jili, and picked his eyebrow. "Here, here. Let's see our fate again! So many words, you can see which one you choose and which one I choose! Open it together after writing."

Thinking carefully about Qin Jing, Wen Jili had no choice but to take the paper, pick up the pen, brush twice, and then stop writing. What jumped on the paper was a magnificent word "Nian". If it was outlined with a brush, it would make people have the charm of walking around.

After Wen Jili finished writing, he saw Qin Jing still writing carefully, his forehead dropped, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the whole person was filled with a faint tenderness. He could see that Wen Jili's unconscious eyebrows and eyes were bent and his heart was soft.

Qin Jing also quickly stopped writing, took the paper, glanced and smelled that Ji left there, and asked, "just now you didn't peek at me..."

Wen Jili twisted up the paper on which he wrote the word "Nian" and sneered, "there is a saying that when I beat the world, you were still playing with mud. Just now, when I finished writing, you were still grinding ink."

Qin Jing glanced at him, glanced at the paper, took it, and when she wanted to see it, she suddenly pressed the paper down, "here! Let's make it clear first. If we don't write the two words, it doesn't mean there is no fate. It only means that our world is too wonderful and there are too many choices. Everyone's love for Xiaowen is too much." after that, she nodded seriously, "That's it!"

She felt helpless for the idea of finding reasons for herself. Wen Jili pressed her fist on her chin and held back a smile for a while. She twisted the paper in her hand, carried it over, looked at it, and looked at her coolly, "it seems that our world is really wonderful."

"Ah..." Qin Jing suddenly opened her eyes and whispered, "no?" there was a little loss. She thought she could be the same!