Tang ye called sang zhirou to break up

Su Li, I like you-!

Tang ye had finally shouted this out loud that night.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He panted as he looked up at the night sky. He looked like a young man who had become ten or eight years younger. He was excited and emotional.

And after he finished shouting, his gaze slowly turned to look at Su Li.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see that Su Li's face was expressionless, but when their eyes met, the corners of her lips twitched and she smiled.

He could not tell what that smile meant.

However, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

However, that was just a feeling.

Perhaps he wanted to be with her too much?

That was why she thought of it in a bad way.

Because in reality, the words that came out of Su Li's mouth in the next second really made him think that he had been hearing things.

The night sky was like flowing water.