Chapter 125： (1/2)

He An lowered his head, staring at his toes showing the wool blanket, and whispered softly, "He is Alpha, with wide knowledge and ambitious ambitions. He has been standing high for so many years and has been calling for the wind and the rain. I won't be willing to open a West Point House in my town for a lifetime. When the freshness is gone, I will go back to my life. "

Cheng Xiu: "Assuming ..."

He An: "There is no such assumption."

Cheng Xiu was a little dazed: "You are no longer hopeful, then these months ... Could it be that you are waiting for him to get tired of you?"

He An did n’t nod his head, did n’t shake his head, but just smiled softly toward Chao Xiu: “I ’ve got a low level of fit with him, and it ’s a matter of getting bored sooner or later. I ’ve thought about it, if you hit him at the beginning When he went back, he couldn't hold his heart, still thinking about me, and he would come back for a long time. But if he stayed for a long time, he would be tired, annoyed, and would miss the flower world outside, leave himself ... Those who leave, shouldn't look back? "

The more Cheng Xiu listened, the wider his mouth opened: "You ... do you really want that?"

"Well, really."

"But how do I think, you seem to ... seem to be a bit insincere?" Cheng Xiu took a closer look at He An, always feeling that his smile was full of imperceptible puppets.

He An fluttered and laughed: "Did you know that every time you slap Dai Xiao, you are quite insincere."

Can this lie down? !!

Cheng Xiu shouted "It's my bird thing", and was about to defend himself impassionedly, and suddenly found out that there was something wrong in He An's sentence: "Wait--also?"

He An: "Huh?"

Cheng Xiu repeated for him: "You just said,‘ It ’s kind of insincere, ’too.”

He An froze, his expression a little stiff.

However, he recovered quickly, stretched out his hand and shoved Cheng Xiu's shoulder, pretending to be angry: "As long as you have a lot of hearts, don't you let anyone say something wrong?"

In the hallway outside the living room, Zheng Feiyu leaned back against the wall and smiled silently.

He didn't deliberately overhear, but Cheng Xiu was too anxious. He waited for He An to ask Dong Xi before he walked away. He jumped back and forth. And what he heard from the next wall really gave him a lot of blows: he thought he was slowly getting closer to He An's heart. For a time, there would always be a day of acceptance, but He An didn't want He An to wait for his enthusiasm to run out.

But ... but He An, you underestimated my determination to recover you.

How can I be tired?