I Am In Love with Myself

Jian Yixi couldn't believe what she said, and there was a buzz in her mind. She felt that she was crazy, and she felt that there was nothing wrong with solving the problem like this. In short, she pushed An Mu in a daze and twisted and lay down behind the guest. bed.

When An Mu was pushed down, she was so shocked that she forgot to resist. As soon as she leaned her back on the soft mattress, she reacted and pushed Jian Yixi with her hands.

Jian Yixi’s shoulders were slippery and porcelain white, perhaps because they had been exposed to the air for too long, with a chill, as soon as An Mu’s warm palm was pressed, the temperature difference was a bit obvious, and Jian Yixi shook subconsciously.

She shook, and An Mu thought it hurt the wound on her chest, and quickly let go, but didn't want to give Jian Xi a chance. She grabbed her hand and sent it down. .

The touch of warmth on the fingertips made An Mu's beautiful eyes wide open. At this moment, she didn't care about the pain of Jian Yixi's wound. After struggling for a few times, she pushed Jian Yixi away, stepping forward without stopping. Hurried past the door.

He closed the door with a slam, and An Mu thumped downstairs. Maomao was holding a mobile phone and playing games downstairs, saying that he was playing games, but the screen picture was a record side. Maomao stared straight at the screen, human beings, souls. He didn't know where he flew.

An Mu took a sigh of relief and turned and sat next to Mao Mao. Only then did Mao Mao react and leaned against An Mu's shoulder.

"What's the matter with you... and Jian Yixi?"

"Why ask?"

"I saw that you were not coming down, so I was a little worried, so... I went upstairs and took a look..."

"Okay, don't say it." An Mu rubbed his temples with a headache, "We are nothing but a little misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Maomao glanced upstairs, lowered his voice and said, "You said that the night was a misunderstanding, I believe. After all, there are medicines. Why is there a misunderstanding today? Who of you took the wrong medicine? No? How could it be a misunderstanding?"

Maomao had seen what happened that night. If An Mu repeatedly emphasized that it was an accident, Jian Yixi also echoed An Mu's statement. Maomao would never believe that the two were not tricky.

She believed it last time, but she didn't believe it this time.

Without waiting for An Mu's reply, Mao Mao couldn't help but said again: "I really don't know what to say about you. You two haven't clarified the relationship yourself. Why did you get your second brother in again? I think Jian Yixi is like this, obviously. Just like you, how could she like the second brother?"

An Mu said helplessly, "Didn't you say that they are tricky?"

"But you also agree! What's the matter now? Jane Yixi can't get you, so she turns her attention to the second brother, intending to use the second brother as a springboard to attack you? Still can't get you Just get your second brother, in short, to make you never feel at ease?"

An Mubai glanced at her: "It's okay to read romance novels."

"How can this be a romance novel? This is obviously Lily, the coercive love of the disease."

An Mu was in a irritable mood and didn't mind joking with Maomao. Fortunately, Maomao didn't really want to joke with her. After saying this, he was also worried.

"You don't like Jian Yixi at all?"

"only friends."

"Then why did you treat her so nicely before?"

"I treat you badly?"

Maomao said, "Then...then it's impossible for you and her anyway?"

Maomao became even more worried: "Then what should I do now? The stability of a good triangle abruptly makes you the most unstable balance. Who do you say I should face?"

An Mu closed his eyes and stood up and said, "Don't look at anyone, you don't know."

With that, he turned and went upstairs.

Maomao leaned on the back of the sofa and asked urgently: "Why are you going?"

"go to bed."

"It's just six o'clock, what's your sleep?!"

Maomao is almost aggrieved to death.

——All of you are gone, leaving me panicked. I don’t know if our friendship can see the sun tomorrow. What should I do?

Mao Mao hesitated, and finally plucked up the courage to carefully get off the sofa and climb upstairs, and again gently pushed the door of Jian Yixi open.

After only one glance, she withdrew back so frightened that she quickly closed the door again.

——There is only one guest room. She usually sleeps with Jian Yixi. What should I do now? To enter or not to enter?

——Can be pulled down, this picture is too exciting, it is better for her to look less at the half-straight.

Maomao turned around and wanted to go downstairs again. Even if he was sleeping on the sofa tonight, he would never pierce his eyes. After two steps, he paused.

——No, you have to go in. It would be terrible if any pervert should be taken away by any chance.

Maomao returned to the door of the room in a bitter fate, and slammed the door open with a suffocation. He didn't forget the name of Jian Yixi, so that Jian Yixi could hear the movement and hurriedly covered the blanket.

Then Jian Yixi seemed to have not heard, still sitting naked on the side of the bed, facing the window, carrying her behind her back, moonlight falling on her through the curtain seam, sketching her perfect figure.

Maomao blinked, then blinked again, having to admit that Jian Yixi's figure is really not so good, especially under the moonlight, the back of the waist is dim, the waist side is frosted, and the original small size is directly removed. The waist has narrowed visually by several sizes.

——Tsk, it's fortunate that Jian Yixi doesn't like me, otherwise I really can't bear to bend.

Maomao closed the door with his backhand, deliberately stepped on the ground and slapped, so that Jian Yixi could react, and quickly grab a blanket or something to cover him.

But no, Jian Yixi still seemed to have heard nothing, sitting motionless by the bed, bathed in frosty moonlight.

Maomao helpless, Xindao, you don't feel embarrassed, what am I afraid of?

She sat down beside Jian Yixi.

"What's wrong with you two?"

Jian Yixi turned her head slowly, with a faint expression on her face, and she pretended to be quite calm, but your eye circles shouldn't be red.

"Mao..."

"Huh? Just say it if you have something to say, don't speak lightly like a Chinese ghost."

Jian Yixi turned sideways, snow-capped mountains with red plums, ravines and gully Chongling mountains, beautiful.

Maomaoyan didn't know where to put it, and after blinking several times, he barely calmed down.

Jane Yixi looked down at herself, and then at Fuzzy.

"Do you think I'm so... disgusting?"

"Not disgusting, what's so disgusting about this?"

"Then do you think I look good?"

Maomao took a breath and rubbed his arm subconsciously.

"You, can you be normal? Don't An Mu reject you and you will not refuse to come. You can also look at me like me? Are you afraid that you are blind?"

--Pooh! Where am I so bad?

Maomao subconsciously corrected it and said, "Even if you are rejected, you can't give up on yourself. With your conditions, men and women take everything, why not hang on the tree in An Mu?"

Jian Yixi shook her head slowly, "I just want to know if I look good?"

"Good-looking! Does this still need to be asked?"

Maomao's gaze swept across her body, the more she watched, the more...Envy, jealousy and hate.

"Look at your pretty waist, look at this again..." Maomao couldn't help but squeezed, "Tsk tsk, I want to have your size, I guess I can laugh crazy."

After pinching and raising his eyes, Maomao suddenly felt a little embarrassed when facing Jian Yixi's unwavering sight.

"Hurt, it's all women. I've kneaded it through the clothes. It doesn't matter if you squeeze the clothes? If you mind, then I'll pay you back. Anyway, I'm an airport, just run the plane. ."

Jian Yixi suddenly took a fluffy hand and pressed it in front of her, beckoning her to continue.

——This...what's the situation? Where is the cutie who chased after her and blushed when she hooked the bra strap? Who is this faceless and skinless? who? !

——It's over, Jian Yixi must be driven crazy by An Mu.

Maomao looked shocked, and subconsciously twitched her hand, but was held down by Jian Yixi, grabbed her hand and rubbed the left side and rubbed the right side, so that Maomao's cold hair stood up all over her body.

"You...you you you...can you be more normal? You are like me... I, I, I, I can't bear it, you let me go first, let go!"

Jian Yixi let go of her and said lightly: "I don't like you."

Maomao waved her hands one after another, and the softness and warmth of her palms seemed to be incapable of being shaken off, and she was almost mad.

"I know you don't like me, but you can't do that either! Fortunately, it is me. If you change your mind, won't you be taken advantage of?"

Jian Yixi shook his head: "You don't understand."

"Don't you tell me how do I understand?"

"I just want to prove it."

Maomao was startled and seemed to understand a little bit.

"You let me touch you to prove that you don't feel anything for me? Only feel for An Mu?"

Jian Yixi nodded slightly.

Maomao rolled his eyes silently.

"Are you idiot or stupid? You still need proof for this kind of thing? Do you feel that you won't know if you just think about it?"

"I know."

"Knowing that you still prove a p?!"

Jian Yixi lowered his eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, and the expressionless face always made Maomao feel pitiful.

Maomao suddenly reacted, remembering his purpose of entering the house, and the detective closed the curtains.

"I said, can you be a little more careful? Sitting by the window without the curtains drawn, are you afraid that the other side won't see you or what?"

"I forgot."

"Can you forget about this kind of thing?"

Sure enough, love makes people IQ negative.

Maomao said again: "Although I don't know what's going on with you and An Mu, I think you don't have to think so much. You can chase after you really like it. If you really can't catch up, you will return to your friends. Life always has to go through some setbacks and pains. Now that it has happened, then go forward bravely. Instead of letting me take advantage of the sadness of spring and autumn, it is better to think about how to make her fall in love with you."

Jian Yixi shook his head slowly: "I don't dare, I'm afraid I won't even have a friend to do it."

Maomao patted his chest and promised: "You can rest assured that you can't catch up. As long as you take a step back and return to friends, An Mu will definitely ignore the predecessors. Our friendship is still very strong."

"Where are there so many? Otherwise, you just give up and return to your friends directly. Don't be here to grieve for the spring and autumn. If you like it, if you don't dare to withdraw, just be neat!"

Jane Yixi lowered her eyes and a strand of long hair slipped off, blocking her face that was originally in the moonlight from a shadow. The shadow swayed, and the gloomy eyes followed.

Suddenly, Jian Yixi pressed Maomao with his backhand on the bed, and Maomao stiffened all over his body with fright, and all his smiles were wooden.

"You, what are you doing?"

The local dialects are all stressed out by Maomao.

Jian Yixi looked at her condescendingly, Maomao's little heart puffed and puffed, Emma, ​​the scenery was... also too enviable and hateful.

Jian Yixi said: "If I let you take my first time now, would you be a little moved to me?"

Maomao's little heart thumped even harder.

——Ma, don’t test me like this, I can’t stand the test!

"Dang, of course not."

Maomao's answer was entirely subconscious. Isn't it too embarrassing to answer "Yes", how can he be friends in the future?

"No? Even if I take the initiative to give you, even if I even beg you, won't it?"

--meeting! of course! You don't need to beg the heart of this palace to be crisp.

"Ah!" Maomao tried to make himself look deep, "Emotions are not obtained by asking, nor are they derived from this kind of thing. Do you know that this idea is very dangerous? You have to correct your three views and use actions to do so. Probate An Mu, instead of using the body to retain it. How do you say that? The ancients know that this is not desirable."

"No wonder..." Jian Yixi gave a wry smile, "No wonder An Mu ran away."

Before the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and An Mu's faint voice also came in.

"Are you packed? I'm here."