Sheng Xia clenched her little hand. "Do you have to pour cold water on me when I'm happy?"

She was really angry and pushed the door open.

Ji Ye Liang originally indifferent Mou son Lin a few minutes, quickly grasped her arm, "where are you going?"

"It's none of your business. I'll go home myself!"

"It's late. It's not safe for you to go back alone."

"Why, I'm afraid I'll meet a hooligan? Isn't that what you want? After all, you want to push me out! "

"Ji shengxia!" The man held her shoulders in two hands.

Some of the domineering and strong momentum, in the face of the girl's grievance, instantly fell down.

He looked at the girl, his voice slightly hoarse, "do you have to misinterpret my words like this?"

"That's exactly what you mean. Don't think I'm a fool and can't hear it!"

"All right." Ji Yeliang buckled her seat belt again. "I never wanted to push you out."

His voice is very low alcohol, in such a closed workshop more and more full of magnetic.

Ji shengxia's mood was calmed a little, she let the man to buckle his seat belt again, "then you take back what you just said."

"I take it back."

Sheng Xia knows that no matter what he asks, Ji Yeliang will agree without hesitation.

That's what he's been doing.

Except for one thing - love.

The neon lights outside the car flow. Midsummer closes his eyes and leans towards the window.

What Ji Yeliang said to himself last time appeared in his mind

I can give you everything except love.

The eyelashes tremble slightly, and there is slight pain at the apex of the heart in midsummer.

But I don't want anything.

I just want you... Ji Yeliang.

How on earth can you have a little love for me?

When the black Jeep drove into the villa, midsummer had already slept in the car.

Her little face wrinkled slightly, and her brows were frowning.

Ji Yeliang opened the front passenger's car door and quietly watched the girl for a long time.

I don't know how long later, he reached out and smoothed the frown of Sheng Xia. Then he picked her up and walked towards the Ji family villa.

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On the other side.

There was a blues in the car, the window fell a little, and the gentle evening wind came in.

As soon as he turned his head, Mo insisted that his angular and handsome face was nearby, within reach.

I really like the feeling now.

Evening star blinked, "I saw a psychological test from the Internet before. Do you want to do it?"

"Well?" Mo insisted and lazily lifted his eyelids.

She cleared her throat and said excitedly, "if you want to travel, you must take a monkey with you. What do you think you will do with this monkey? By the way, there are birds and snakes. What kind of bag do you think you will carry? "

This test evening star has been tested by several people, especially accurate.

The monkey refers to the other half, the bird represents the child, the bag represents the responsibility, and the snake represents the money.

The answer of the evening star is: the little hand leads the monkey to walk together, carrying a backpack, then the bird flies in front of him, and the snake is put in the bag.

I'm looking forward to the answer.

But what if he says he doesn't have any bags? Compared with the implied answer, does it mean that Mo insists that he is a man without a sense of responsibility?

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