Chapter 380 (1/2)

In my mind, song Qingchen's words that threatened her a few days ago came to mind --

”people around you have been injured for your ridiculous love Anxia, wait! ”

The finger quivers more and more fiercely. With a click, the mobile phone slips from the fingers, attracting the side eyes of dad an and Yi Bei An.

”Summer, what's the matter?” Asked Ann's father in a soft voice.

Anxia picked up her mobile phone and said with a stiff smile: ”it's ok Shaking hands, this year's Spring Festival Gala is so ugly. I'll go back to my room and watch anime! ”

”Well, I'll tell you to have dumplings at twelve.” After father an's gentle explanation, summer an doesn't go back to the house.

Covering the door, she leaned against the wall and took several deep breaths, which suppressed the panic in her heart.

Song Qingchen is only a 16-year-old girl. She can't do such a vicious thing

She comforted herself in her heart, but she still thought song Qingchen was the most suspicious.

The phone rang suddenly, so scared that she almost threw it out again.

Take a look, it's Sheng Yize. She breathed and slipped to answer.

”Summer and summer.” His voice line is as good as ever.

An Xia Xia eyebrow eyes curved: ”hey hey, what are you doing?”

Sheng Yize stood in the garden, glanced at the old house with bright lights behind him, and said in a soft and inconceivable voice, ”I'm thinking of you.”

I'm thinking about you.

Simple four words, but as if it is the world's sweetest love words, let an Xiaxia face involuntarily red.

Holding the doll, she faltered, ”I, I miss you very much...”

Sheng Yize seems to have a low laugh and murmurs, ”idiot...”

An Xia Xia heard the sound of fireworks and the whirring wind over his side and frowned, ”are you calling outside?”

”Well, grandparents are watching the Spring Festival Gala.” Sheng Yize replied.

”Well, text me if you have anything. Come in.” Anxia Xia was afraid that he would freeze, so she was ready to hang up. Suddenly she said, ”wait a minute, I'll send you something!”

”Good.” Sheng Yize has a good temper.

Anxia Xia ran out of the room and shouted, ”brother, where's your flirting artifact?”

”What?” Anyi North pushed his glasses down.