Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Wan Yi Shao thought about it and added: "don't be late."

Qing Yao'er almost choked on a mouthful of food.

Does she look like someone who's going to be late?!

Qing Yao'er feels that she has almost eaten and wipes her mouth with a paper towel.

"Finished?"

He nodded and got up to stretch.

Wan Yishao also stood up, gave his card to the waiter, picked up Qing Yaoer's coat and said, "put it on."

Qing Yao'er touched the sweat on his forehead, "I'm not cold."

"It should be cold to go out." Wan Yishao insists.

Qing Yao'er stares at him.

Shao Lei can't move.

Qing Yaoer grinds his teeth.

Shao continued to be calm.

Qing Yaoer stamped his feet.

Wan Yi Shao came to her side.

Qing Yao'er was very happy. The next moment, she covered her head with a piece of clothes.

“……” Qing Yao'er is completely helpless.

With this kind of person, you should not compare endurance with him.

………………

When I got off the bus, Wan Yi Shao reminded me not to forget the time.

Fine Yao son perfunctory should a, went home.

Listening to the sound of the engine behind her, Qing Yao'er's heart beats abnormally. Instead of stopping, she jumps harder.

Qing Yao'er runs back to the room quickly and closes the door.

Sit in bed and think quietly.

A moment later, Qing Yao'er yawns, sniffs the smell of hot pot, and goes to the bathroom to take a bath.

Today, there is always a strange feeling that something is wrong.

Where is it?

Qing Yao'er closed her eyes and looked up to accept the baptism of warm water. In her mind, Wan Yi Shao's tall and straight figure under the street lamp constantly emerged.

It's like grinding out cigarette ends with your feet.

It's crazy!

Fine Yao son forced Yang a water, sat in the bathtub.

"Miss, the milk is on the bedside table for you."

The housekeeper is always so meticulous.

Qing Yao'er still closed his eyes

The housekeeper also bought the kind of soymilk she liked, but because there were sugar and additives in the soymilk, the housekeeper didn't agree to let her drink too much, and it was not good to eat sweet at night.

Casually became, drink soymilk in the morning, at night is still a cup of milk on top.

Roughly wiped twice, pushed open the door and went out.

Because of the moisture, the carpet was soon wet, but Qing Yao'er didn't care. After all, it would dry soon.

Lying on the bed, Qing Yao'er looks at the ceiling quietly.

Some insomnia how to do?

Flip over and over the move two times, suddenly was a thing to, take out a look, turned out to be their own mobile phone.

Holding a mobile phone to think, Qing Yaoer dials Xia Anning.

What happened today seems strange to her. She's going to call Xia Anning and ask what happened today.

However, the phone is really connected, yes, but, after thinking for a long time, no one answered.

"Hello, the number you dialed is not answered now, please redial later..." When the phone call comes, Qing Yaoer hangs up.

Why don't you answer the phone?

Think of this evening when Xia Anning leave look flustered, although as if nothing happened and she said nothing, but still feel that she has something to hide.

Can it be that the phone is silent?

With a trace of fantasy, Qing Yao'er dials Xia'an's number again.

However, the result is still no answer.

At this moment, Qing Yao'er's heart is really mentioned.