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Chapter 97 Why Isn't She Jealous?

Xu Xingyi was told what was in his heart.He opened his mouth to explain in a pretentious manner, but facing An Xizi's indifferent expression, the words that overflowed to his lips were swallowed back abruptly.

Is she really, not jealous at all?
Xu Xingyi couldn't tell for a while whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.In other words, he wanted An Xizi to be jealous, at least, that at least proved that she had herself in her heart.

But now An Xizi just watched the variety show calmly, and couldn't help laughing a few times when he got to the point of laughing.Faced with the interaction between the director's team and another female guest in the same frame, he remained unmoved at all.

It was as if the person above was not himself at all.In other words, it wasn't her boyfriend at all!

Xu Xingyi felt a little aggrieved, he couldn't help but move closer to An Xizi, trying to attract her attention.

But An Xizi didn't pay him a single glance at all, and was engrossed in watching the TV screen the whole time.

After Aunt Li cleaned up the guest room and came out, she couldn't help but sneak a glance at Xu Xing and the other two in the living room.After seeing them continue to watch TV quietly, they started to work on their own.Then I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "The relationship is really good, watching TV together for a long time, no one feels bored."

She paused.He lightly supported his waist and held the broom, stood where he was, and sighed quietly.There was a somewhat aftertaste smile on his smooth face, as if he was reminiscing about some old things that were hard to let go.

As soon as Xu Xing stared at the TV screen, he became more and more angry.

However, the director's team cut more and more shots.When obviously recording, I was watching the flying guests introduce themselves.But in the cut out picture, my gaze seems to be fixed on the female MC, but I happen to have such a pair of affectionate eyes, it's hard not to be misunderstood.

This conscientious program group.

Xu Xingyi couldn't help making such an evaluation in his heart.

Finally, after watching the two-hour program, Xu Xingyi leaned on the sofa with relief.He began to think about a serious question, does An Xizi not like himself?
But in a blink of an eye, he dismissed the idea again.

If she didn't like herself, how could she agree to be with herself?

But if she likes herself, why isn't she jealous?
Could it be that love is not deep?

Xu Xingyi shook his head, firmly rejecting this idea.

For her own career, she would rather have an affair with herself.After so much effort, how could it be possible to not take your heart off of love.

Just when Xu Xing couldn't figure it out, an impatient urging voice suddenly came: "What are you doing here? Brush the plate away."

He looked up, looked at An Xizi who was adjusting the TV program by remote control, and looked at the egg fried rice that was already on the disc, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Her boyfriend interacted frequently with other female artists, but she was still in the mood to eat it.And, there's not even a bite left!
Xu Xingyi snorted aggrievedly, and then, under An Xizi's misty gaze, took the plate into the kitchen without looking back.

After confirming that the person had entered the kitchen, An Xizi threw the remote control in his hand unhappily.

There was no calm look before, and with a black face, he took out his mobile phone and checked the Weibo of the female artist who recorded the show with Xu Xing, and then sneered coldly and disdainfully: "It's really interesting. Recording the show by myself and other women It’s fine if you don’t keep your distance, instead of explaining, you even lost your temper with me.”

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An Xizi swiped through Weibo with a gloomy face.After seeing the interaction between the two playing songs with each other, they subconsciously bit their lips.

She tried her best to calm herself down, trying her best to restrain the anger in her heart.

　Jealous Xizi is so cute

　　
　
(End of this chapter)