Chapter 889

Su Yan's IQ led her to conclude that he cared about her.

Unfortunately, her EQ made her unable to understand the current situation.

"Floret"

"en? Host "

"What did he say last night?"

"What words?"

"He said it had nothing to do with me, as if I kissed him and he didn't like it very much."

Xiaohua is stunned for a while?

No, last night, Xiaohua almost thought he was going to eat the host into his stomach. Where on the host is he not related? "

Su Yan was silent for a moment.

Then I thought.

It makes sense.

"He said it had nothing to do with me?"

"Well, does it have something to do with the host sending love letters to others?

The male Lord is jealous and embarrassed to admit that he cares too much? "

It has to be said that Tong Tzu, who has always been famous for its pit goods, has finally played a role in what Tong Tzu should do at a critical moment.

Xiaohua said again

"would the host be angry if the man gave a love letter to someone and gave her a gift?"

Su Yan thought about it, and then she began to sip her mouth.

She didn't answer Xiaohua.

But Xiaohua has guessed about it.

Xiaohua regrets.

It seems that so many lives are still useful.

What the host doesn't know, he knows after experiencing.

The host doesn't know what love is.

But who knows if the host already has love?

Jealousy is the first step to love.

What's more, the host doesn't care about her at all.

It's not the kind of person who will be suffocating for one or two sentences of others.

But she would listen to every word the LORD said.

There will be reactions and anger.

That's the difference.

Wait until Su Yan knows.

She picked up the cup next to her and drank two mouthfuls.

Make a sound

"the gift I sent was only entrusted by others. I'm not familiar with him. "

Once again, Su Yan explained yesterday.

Feng Rong looks at her.

Leaning on the back of the chair behind you, smirk

"what? I think it's too frivolous to send love letters to others on the front foot and go to bed with me on the back foot. I'm going to find a reason to be perfunctory? "

Su Yan looks at him

"I have nothing to do with him."

"O?"

He looked like he didn't believe her at all.

She was about to go on.

A woman came out of the kitchen.

"Young master."

The woman smiled gently, her hair was high, and she was wearing a black professional dress.

With an apron tied around his waist, he brought the last chicken soup to the table.

From top to bottom, every place is full of delicacy.

She bent over, the two white and tender lumps in her chest leaked out.

The waves are rough.

The woman reached out and opened the lid of the chicken soup.

Her eyes are like soft waves, looking at Feng Rong. "Young master, can I serve you a bowl?"

Su Yan looks at the woman.

She stood up.

Go around the woman and come to Fengrong.

Looking at him carefully,

"do you like me kissing you?"

Feng Rong raised her eyebrows.

It was about seeing her serious look that she didn't say anything ironic.

Because of Feng Rong's silence, she put her hand around his neck.

"I only like you. Do you believe me?"

Then she kissed Feng Rong's thin and cool lips.

A woman came to him with soup and the spoon fell into the pot.

The smile on his face almost didn't last.