Chapter 1767 (1/2)
”Why did you come?”
Yunhua looked at someone in surprise, but he didn't struggle. He let someone hold her in his arms, like holding a large doll.
”Because of you.”
“……” Yun Hua snorted, ”when did you come? I don't know. ”
”For a moment. If you don't come out a little later, I may go in and look for you Someone put his chin on her shoulder and said with a chuckle.
”What do you want from me?”
”I'm afraid you won't go home.”
“……” Cloud painting did not know what to say, ”how could I not go home.”
”It's not impossible. It's usually normal, now it's now. Isn't it normal that you don't go home when you are angry? ” Bo Si Qing said softly, ”before you had no other place to go, now, more father, more brother, but there is a place to run away from home.”
”What are you talking about?” he said
”Isn't it? Usually after school, the first time to go home, these days I can hardly wait for you. ” There is a lot of resentment in one's voice.
Yun Hua bit his lips, and he had nothing to say.
”I stayed at home all day, looking forward to the time every day, looking forward to noon in the morning, looking forward to the afternoon at noon. I began to look at the time crazily in the afternoon, thinking of rushing to six o'clock. Hurry up. At six o'clock, some little villain who worried me about me came back. In the past few days, I can't wait for six o'clock, six ten o'clock, six twenty... ”
”Hello Cloud painting was blushed by him.
This person, need this!
It's six ten six twenty
She couldn't help looking at the time. It was only six forty!
Cough.
”I thought you were going to run away from home.” Someone is full of resentment.
Cloud painting was defeated by him, ”who left home to walk such a little road! It's just now It's only six forty. ”
”Forty minutes away from home has been a lot for me.”
“……” Cloud painting face is still tense, but the heart has been unable to control the soft in a mess.
”Not angry?”
”I'm not angry. What am I angry about?”
”Dear, I can still feel it if you are angry or not.”
”I didn't!” Cloud painting can't help stomping.
Bo Si Qing hugs her tightly, clasps her waist with both hands, and blocks her in his arms, ”say, what are you angry about?”
”I said not angry.”
”If you don't say what you're angry at, how can I know what's wrong? Give me a chance to correct my mistakes Someone said to himself, ”what are you angry about?”
”I said I wasn't angry!”
”Well, frankly, you don't even tell me what you're angry at...”
Cloud painting is almost crying without tears.
This man, completely ignoring her, is talking to himself.
She said she was not angry, and he asked her what she was angry about
However, ask yourself, she is really not angry, but also not uncomfortable?
Although Yun Hua is unwilling to admit it, she has to admit that she seems to be It's making a fuss.