You and I talked to each other for the first time after eight years, and said the name of "Xicha"; when we were in bed for the first time, we dreamt of calling "Xicha" again.

You love me?

Can I believe it?

He doesn't want to be an unreasonable person, but Jiang Lang has become his person, so he should have a little bit of right to question who he is.

Lin Yu turned around, and the little bird was in Jiang languo's arms, holding her eyes and whispering in a small voice: "can I ask you a question?"

"When did the young master become so polite?"

There are scratches on Jiang languo's shoulder. Lin Yu squints her eyes and stabs her dead on the top. She cries out in pain, "young master is the most polite. Don't poke it. It hurts!"

"I ask you." Lin Yu brewed for a while, but stopped talking.

Jiang Lang waited for a long time and didn't wait for anything. He almost fell asleep. At that time, Lin Yu's weak voice was blowing from his ear: "who is the West cha?"

The air is still, Jiang languo's spirit is instantaneous. He moved the body, is facing Lin Yu, also asked: "you these half a month suspected to hide from me is not because of this name."

Lin Yu lowered his head, bit his lips and said nothing.

Jiang languo pinched his chin gently and raised his head. Only then did he find that there was mist in the eyes of the young master. His bright eyes were like water. He looked at him lovingly.

Can you be jealous of yourself?

Jiang languor is happy and hugs Lin Yu. Lin Yu hammered him twice, then he no longer refused the embrace of Jiang languo, but also surrounded him. Warning language airway: "since you sleep me, you are my person. Don't think about him in the future, just me. "

"Good..." Miss him, miss you, it's all you.

Lin Yu reluctantly satisfied, but also some mind: "so, do you love him or me?"

"Love you." Jiang Lang answers quickly.

It's all one person, all the same. He can't tell Lin Yu that Xicha is actually you from another world. Like you, he loves me with cold face and hot heart.

I'm afraid Lin Yu will send him to a mental hospital in person.

Lin Yu smile, quietly shrink in the arms of ginger languid, closed his eyes.

The next day, the door of the room was pounded hard. Liu Yimiao worried, "Lin Yu, Lin Yu, are you ok?"

He was so flustered when he saw the miserable situation in the studio. Since he was eight years old, he had this beautiful child, and he was extremely concerned about Lin Yu's trend.

Good looking people always attract people's pity. Even if Lin Yu's attitude towards him is flat and light, it can't stop Liu Yimiao from liking him willingly.

Lin Yu was awakened and got up angry. Jiang languo took his own hands to his ears.

Looking at the clothes almost torn on the ground, Jiang languo pursed her lips and thought: you can't see your rival in love alone.

The next second, he didn't have to think about it, because Liu Yimiao, who had a very powerful brain hole, was afraid that Lin Yu would commit suicide in the room, so he knocked the door open.

Jiang languor subconsciously put Lin Yu's whole body even his head didn't leak, and he covered it completely with a quilt.

Liu Yimiao's eyes are full, staring at the bare arm uncle and the mess of the room, and then slowly glances at the bulging quilt beside Jiang Yan.

He can't believe it, he won't believe it, he won't believe it. Pointing to Jiang languo's hands, they were all trembling, "you, you, you Why are you in Lin Yu's room? "

"Can't you smell the room that hasn't gone?"

Jiang languo's words are like a thunderbolt, which explodes in Liu Yimiao's head.

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