Chapter 159： Table pet chooses me, I am super cute (end) (1/2)

”really?”

Su He lifted his eyes, his eyes filled with joy.

A face became more vivid because of his joy. The tall nose and pale red lips are like flowers on the painting.

Thinking of Su He's cold look in front of outsiders, and then looking at Su He at this moment, Yun Fan's heart completely melted.

She nodded: ”Well, really.”

But then I remembered something again, and the hands that hooked Su He's neck became soft.

Two suspicious blushes flew on Yun Fan’s face. She was afraid of being seen by Su He. Her entire face was buried in Su He’s arms, and her body fell softly on his body. Su He liked her. Rely on yourself like this.

Turned and leaned against the wall, holding her waist.

His eyes fell to the front, two shadows, one tall and one short, entangled and nestled together.

The person in his arms called him: ”Su He.”

Su He hummed softly.

Just listen to her voice like mosquitoes and flies, the extremely small voice is hard to hear: ”You don't want to do this next time.”

Su He hugged her tightly and asked: ”What?”

He replied vaguely: ”Yes, there is...a txt text in that file...I read it.”

Su He lowered her head and found that her ears were slowly reddening, and the exposed neck and her fair skin were pink.

He chuckles: ”It's not mine, it's Ren Yu who made me.”

He still remembers that at that time, Ren Yu mysteriously sent this thing to himself and said something.

At that time, he didn't care much, and there were many things, so he just put this thing in a certain folder.

I found it later because when I was looking for something, I didn't remember what the text was, so I opened it and looked at it.

Thinking about it now, his reaction was probably not much better than her.

All his thoughts about his original work were gone. After reading the text, all he thought of in his mind was her. If it were her, what would it be like?

That day, it was the first time he had no intention of working. Even the thought of making money could not make him calm down.

With that kind of uneasy mood, looking at the text is like holding a hot potato, but I feel that it is covered with a veil of mystery. I want to uncover it and continue to look down.