Xiao Zuo Jing wants to be on top

He scolded Huo Wenyuan in his heart.

Or name-calling.

In fact, in the past two weeks since the start of school, they have not spoken on the phone, and the tone of the text message is also business-like.

Ask him if he has arrived at school, and occasionally ask him what he eats for three meals a day.

Bai Jinnong fooled around casually, answering very insincerely.

The man seemed to know what he meant, and he hadn't sent him a message for several days, as if he couldn't bear to say warm words to him. Bai Jinnong didn't know what he was angry about, and if he said that he would give someone a cold face, he would give him a cold face.

Recalling that conversation, asking him if he likes Pengcheng, isn't it just to turn a corner and test if he still has that kind of thought for him?

What does he want to hear?Want to hear yourself say that he really likes someone else?

But if you don’t have it, you don’t have it. This doesn’t mean that you can like it if you like it.

Why is he throwing face at himself?

Feeling aggrieved, Bai Jinnong smashed the pillow angrily, thinking that he would never reply to the man's message next time, but who knew that when he woke up the next morning, he suddenly saw the three words the man sent him: I'm sorry.

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Well, Uncle Huo is finally going to face himself!