Chapter 897: Flirting with honest people

When Zhuo Jin's rejected Wen L'Qiu and Pei Xian were sitting together eating, they saw his calm and serious face and were ready to move.

She stirred the ice cream and wanted to speak several times, but was afraid that if she said something wrong, Pei Xian also misinterpreted the meaning.He just spoke back to Ye Cixin today, and he might have a thorn in his heart.

Pei Xian's gaze swept through her little cup and looked at her again: What's wrong?Have something to worry about?

Wen Lulu came back to his senses: How do you know?

The ice cream has melted.Pei Xian tapped the glass lightly, got up and took a new copy and handed it to her, tell me.

The melted ice cream was soft and sticky, and it really didn't look like it wasn't appetite.

Wen Luxeau dug a spoonful of freshly replaced ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth. It was sweet and cool, and courage was invisibly growing: Pei Pei, what do you think of Ye Cixin?

Pei Xian was stunned for a moment, and his hands were clenched tightly on the table, and his body straightened a little.

A faint, change in posture from relaxation to alert has proved his thoughts.

Pei Xian thought for a long time before saying: He is a very direct and self-centered person.After answering Wen Lamao’s question, he asked her again, do you like him very much?

Wen Junyue silently analyzed Pei Xian's words and turned his tone into Li Jingqi.Directly, it means that you like to dance on people's faces.Self is equivalent to shamelessness in need of beating.

She thought so and answered Pei Xian without considering concentration: I like it.She can only say that she likes it, but if she doesn't like it, how could she go to bed?

But putting aside the normal logic, her real idea was just to think Ye Cixin was interesting.

Because after all, I haven’t known each other for a long time, and I can’t say how deep the relationship is.

She still has a deeper relationship with them who have been together for a longer time.

Pei Xian lowered his eyebrows and looked smoothly, but his eyes hidden under his thick eyelashes became darker.But it's not surprising.

Ye Cixin is quite annoying in terms of the same sex, but in terms of the opposite sex, especially for Wen Junyue, there are no shortcomings.He felt his question was a little silly.

I picked up the drink and took a sip. It was obviously just soda, but I felt it was hard to swallow.

If it is not necessary, Pei Xian also imagined that Zhuo Jin would not care about others, including You Xunuo.

Zhuo Jin and Si Hanlai were still obviously targeting each other in the same team, and everything was affected except that it did not affect the game.

But he and You Xunuo were not.

He was not confused, but his personality was like this. He knew that Zhuo Jin was so happy, but he couldn't force it.

Besides, she needs someone like him around her.

Wen Larong felt the sluggish atmosphere getting colder.

She is not a heartless person. She says that honest people are the best to bully them, but in fact, the one she prefers the most is also the honest people.

Pei Pei, the ice cream you brought is delicious, I want it even.Wen Junhui didn't comfort him directly, it was too pale.

Pei Xian's attention was diverted by her, and she glanced at the small cup in her hand, and it was empty.

If it tastes good, you should not eat too much, otherwise you will have diarrhea.He pushed the fruit plate to her and ate bayberry.

OK, I'll listen to you.Went Junyue ate a big bayberry, pulled a tissue and slowly rubbed the purple juice stained on his fingers.

My eyes glanced around: Oh, you said, I'm eating so mixed food, will it smell like ice cream or bayberry when we kiss later?

Pei Xian was stunned, and her chest was slightly numb. The three words Ye Cixin were thrown to a hundred and eight thousand miles away without any trace.

I don't know, I only know after kissing.He tried his best to restrain the changes in his expression, which reminded the body of numbness caused by intimacy, layer by layer.

Wen Junyue stared at the pink pocket towel that was folded neatly on his shirt's chest pocket, thinking that if he gets wet, use his pocket towel to wipe his butt.