Is it true that you love me

Do you like men?

 In the face of such a question, Xiang Zheng smiled silently, did not admit or deny.

 Song Anyi thought he had acquiesced, she was stunned at first, then laughed twice with "haha", and then laughed at herself: "It turns out that I lost to a man."

 Xiang Zheng: "..."

 Although I really want to deny that I don't like men, being misunderstood by her is like being questioned by her again, so as not to explain it clearly in half a word.

 Thinking that he would like men, Song Anyi really didn't know how to describe her mood at this time, a little sour, astringent, and a little relieved.

 However, the doubts that have been pressed on my heart for many years have finally been solved, and I am relieved.

 "Anyi." Xiang Zheng shouted softly.

 She looked up at him.

 "Are you dating Shen Mofei?" He asked.

 Song Anyi's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of ridicule appeared in her eyes, "Is it necessary for me to answer you?" "

 Xiang Zheng suffocated, and reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, "It's unnecessary." "

 Song Anyi sneered, "Yes, it's not necessary. After all, I was also broken up for no reason. You say yes, right? Mr. Xiang. "

 It turns out that she is still angry.

 Xiang Zheng chuckled, habitually raising his hand to touch her head, but she avoided it.

 The smile on his face froze, his hand froze in mid-air, and he looked at her, only to see that she turned her face away from him.

 A hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he slowly withdrew his hand, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "An Yi, if you want, you can call me Brother Qingjue again." "

 Brother Qingjue?

 "Mr. Xiang, you ignored me when I shouted, but now you let me call you 'Brother Qingjue'? Isn't that ridiculous? "

 Her eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule, and Xiang Zheng frowned, "An Yi, I said I had a hard time...

 "Bitter?" Song Anyi interrupted him and sneered, "Then you can continue to have hardships." We will not accompany you! "

 Song Anyi turned around and walked quickly to the car, opened the door, sat on, closed the door, all in one go, without a hint of pause, it was enough to see how angry she was.

 Xiang Zheng stood in place, looking at her car as it flew out like an arrow from a string, and soon disappeared from his sight.

 This time, she really left.

 Xiang Zheng smiled bitterly, it was normal for her to be angry.

 After not being in touch for so long, when they met again, he chose to pretend that he didn't know her, even if she cried, he hardened his heart and refused to recognize her.

 She didn't know that when he heard her shout the words "Brother Qingjue", his heart was pinched together fiercely, and it hurt very much.

 He wanted to hug her tightly and tell her that he was Luo Qingjue, and for a few years, the person he had been thinking about the most was her.

 Thinking of this, he chuckled lowly, and there was a hint of sentimentality in his eyes.

 If she wasn't with Shen Mofei, maybe he wouldn't recognize her.

 Shen Mofei, the young master of the Shen family.

 His eyes suddenly turned cold, the Shen family, a big family with a history of a hundred years, has amazing power in the military and political worlds.

 But so what, it's not just as disgustingly dirty.

 He turned and walked calmly towards the car.

 There are things that you can't rush and have to take your time.

 Song Anyi parked the car in the open-air parking lot of the community, and after locking the car, she turned around, and suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her, which frightened her to take a step back.

 When she stabilized her mind, a bouquet of bright pink roses appeared in front of her.

 She frowned, wondering who was so bored, when a familiar face peeked out from behind the bouquet.

 When she saw the face full of flattering smiles, her face instantly sank, and her gaze was cold.

 "An Yi, beautiful flowers for beautiful you."

 The flattering tone made a trace of disgust rise in her eyes, "Han Yichen, what do you mean by this?" "

 The tone was cold.

 "Pursue you again."

 This cheeky answer was like a big joke, Song Anyi couldn't help laughing, looking at him with mockery in her eyes.

 "Han Yichen, who gave you the courage to pursue me again? Is it Liang Jingru? "

 In the face of her ridicule, Han Yichen did not show a trace of dissatisfaction, and said to her in a flattering tone: "An Yi, after being with Yang Qianqian, I found that I can't forget you, you are already deeply rooted in my heart, I love you, An Yi." "

 Looking at the affection on his face, and then listening to his affectionate confession, Song Anyi felt unwavering, she only felt that this was really funny, he was going to marry Yang Qianqian, and he even came to confess to her at this time, he was sick!

 A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, she clasped her hands in front of her chest, and her red lips raised slightly, "Han Yichen, you said you love me, is it true?" "

 "Really, I love you, I love you very much." Han Yichen nodded busily.

 Song Anyi raised her eyebrows, "What about Yang Qianqian?" Do you love her? "

 "I don't love it, I don't love it at all." Han Yichen replied without a trace of hesitation.

 That's where the fun begins.

 What kind of trick is this Han Yichen playing? Teasing her? Or did you really fall out with Yang Qianqian and want to eat back grass?

 Song Anyi's eyes rolled, and she deliberately showed an embarrassed expression, "I really want to believe your words, but ... You know, I can't believe you. "

 Han Yichen was anxious, "An Yi, you have to believe me, I really love you, I ..."

 "Then you can call in front of me and tell Yang Qianqian that the person you love the most is me."

 Song Anyi directly planned his words and raised her eyebrows at him.

 Han Yichen's expression froze, then he smiled awkwardly and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

 He glanced at Song Anyi, then unlocked his phone and opened the communication history.

 Song Anyi clearly saw the word "baby" on the mobile phone screen, which should be Yang Qianqian's remarks.

 He glanced at Song Anyi again, a trace of hesitation crossed his face, and his fingers slowly stretched out to the phone screen.

 You can curl your fingers when you are about to touch the screen.

 Seeing this, Song Anyi sneered, "What? Don't you dare to fight? "

 "No, it's ..." Han Yichen wanted to explain, but at this time, Song Anyi directly snatched the mobile phone in his hand, "If you don't dare to call, I'll help you fight." "

 Song Anyi sneered, and then pressed the phone number with the note "baby".

 It didn't take long for the bell to ring, "Honey, where are you?" "

 Yang Qianqian's voice came from there.

 Song Anyi glanced at Han Yichen, only to see his hands stirring together uneasily.

 With a sneer hooked at the corner of her lips, she said to Yang Qianqian on the other side of the phone: "It's me, Yang Qianqian." "

 "How are you?" Yang Qianqian's voice was very sharp.

 ...

 Song Anyi frowned, and just wanted to speak, but the mobile phone in her hand was snatched away by Han Yichen.

 She turned her head and saw Han Yichen walking aside with her mobile phone, deliberately lowering her voice, and whispering that she didn't know what she was talking to Yang Qianqian.

 But from his nervous expression, it can be seen that he should be coaxing Yang Qianqian.

 Sure enough, he was teasing her!

 Song Anyi's face sank instantly, glanced at him coldly, and then walked quickly towards the residential building.

 Over there, Han Yichen was coaxing Yang Qianqian, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Anyi leaving, panicked, and hurriedly said, "I'll explain to you later" and hung up the phone, and went to chase Song Anyi.