Why do I become a scumbag if I am single and chase other people?

"You, can't you finish talking all at once?" the cuckoo looked at him with big eyes full of anger, and his long legs couldn't help but kick him a little.

But she didn't have to exert much strength, and it didn't hurt.

An Yi glanced down, well, it was indeed very long.

The cuckoo's face turned red again, and he hurriedly kicked off his slippers, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with a pair of long legs, covering most of them with pillows.

An Yi cleared his throat, and then talked to her about business: "I heard Li Nian say, did you resign from

Yilan?" Du Juan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and pursed her lips, pretending to be indifferent: "Well, I resigned, I don't think Yilan is not very suitable for me, I am ready to change to a new company, and I am already submitting my resume."

The corners of An Yi's mouth twitched: "Sister Du Juan, in front of me, there is no need to pretend anymore, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Du Juan seemed to be stimulated by something, and her eyes glared at him with a little redness: "Who did you say pretended, I didn't pretend!" She

was an adult woman in her twenties, and she was deceived into unemployment by a boy who was several years younger than herself.

Is there anything more humiliating than this

? How could she admit it!

An Yi also knew that she had said her sore spot, touched her nose and said, "I'm sorry..."

Du Juan's eyes turned even redder, and she couldn't help but twist her head to the side: "What did you apologize to me? You don't owe me anything." "

Strictly speaking.

From beginning to end, An Yi never said a word of her favorites, it was all her own wishful thinking, and she even chose to resign from Yilan because of this unwarranted brain supplement.

Now that she is injured like this, she can only swallow this bitter fruit by herself.

An Yi saw that she couldn't hold back her tears, sighed and said: "Sister Dujuan, I really didn't want to lie to you, Xiaomo and I just confirmed our relationship yesterday, and I was going to tell you in the past two days, who knows..."

The second half of Anyi's sentence did not come out.

However, Du Juan had already understood what he meant, turned her head to look at him, took a deep breath and said, "I'll just ask you a word, how did you feel about me before you established a relationship with Zhou Xiaomo

?" An Yi scratched his head: "Intimate big sister

!" "You know that what I want to ask is not this!" Du Juan almost cried angrily at his words, stared at him with red eyes and asked: "Except for this, there is no other feeling?"

An Yi was silent for a moment: " What do you mean by feeling?" You

have to say it yourself, right?

Du

Juan is also out of the way, anyway, she has been played so badly, she doesn't mind being played by the other party again.

She looked at An Yi and said word by word: "The feeling that boys have for girls, that kind of liking, or good feelings, do you need me to be clearer?"

"......"

"No need." An Yi shook his head.

"Then tell me, what is the answer?" the cuckoo took another deep breath, she was ready.

An Yi glanced at her helplessly: "I have a good impression, and I have a good impression, are you satisfied?"

Du Juan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked: "Then how are you..."

An Yi waved his hand and directly helped her answer this question in advance.

"Why, why?" Du Juan's eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

She couldn't figure it out.

Obviously, he has done so much for him after he has been busy, and he even quit his job to help him.

But what about

Zhou Xiaomo? If she remembers correctly, when she chatted with Zhou Xiaomo before, the other party seemed to have told her that she and her boyfriend had not known each other for a long time, less than two months.

If this boyfriend refers to An Yi, then she knew An Yi almost at the same time as herself?

But Du Juan couldn't understand what Zhou Xiaomo had done for him in such a short period of time, which would make An Yi have such a high impression of her.

Even more than themselves.