Chapter 164: Great, my little masher (32)

"Do you like Li Yangsi?" Xie Zhan squeezed the corner of his clothes nervously, then let go, not wanting Fanxing to see his guilty conscience and tension right now.
He didn't forget what he was looking for tonight.
"Huh?" Fanxing picked up a bunch of roasted pork belly and tilted his head.
"Anyway, the relationship between us is only a matter of money. If you like him more, you can go back and raise him as soon as possible."
Li Yangsi was the boy who pouted Fanxing's lips today, and the boss smiled back then.
These little fairies' careful thoughts, even if they have been among men for a long time, they may not be able to react in the first time. What's more, the boss is lacking in roots, and even a little confused.
Xie Zhan only felt that she didn't speak, so she acquiesced.
The heart sank, and then continued, "You can rest assured that I am not a stalker. You should prepare the money for me, and I will never pester you."
"Yes, people like me are just a puddle of mud, and no one will look at them alive. You can save some food when you die. You were blind and had to support me before. You probably want to get angry with Shen Yingbo, right? It's right to see Li Yangsi."
"After all, they dance well and sing well. They are not bad in any way, much better than me."
Xie Zhan also knew that the more he said this, the more sour he was, but he just couldn't help it.
He felt uncomfortable.
Originally, he and Yu Fanxing were not in a glorious relationship. But to be honest, this is the first time in this life, in so many years, that someone has given him hope.
Let him feel that he... doesn't necessarily have to be a pool of mud all his life.
There are other possibilities.
To say something extremely ridiculous, even if you are raising him, you are at least willing to raise him. And since he was a child, no one was willing to support him and be responsible for him.
Even Xie Ruyin is reluctant to raise him than to raise a dog.
So these days, he is not only working hard for the money, he is really striving for himself.
He is like a weed, as long as people give him a little hope, he can take root. Then, desperately climbed up.
However, hope is always fleeting, just like fireworks.
She seemed to take away his hope.
"But he, it's not you." If you can raise other florets, raise them early!
"You're sad." Fanxing could feel it, and he seemed, the more he said, the more sad he was, and he spoke quickly and urgently, "Is it?"
"The more you say, the more sad it is, because what you say makes you sad. If you are sad, why do you still say it?"
Fanxing felt that Xie Zhan was stupid, as if he was about to cry, and pretended to be calm.
In fact, his eyes are red.
She's still slumped, so cute!
Yes, if you are sad, why do you still say?
Of course, he wanted to find a step down. Although his Xie Zhan was low in the dust, he still wanted face. He doesn't need to wait for someone to kick him off, and take the initiative to roll, at least to leave two or three points of face.
There are always little fairies, duplicity.
"Xie Zhan, come here..." Fanxing rushed to Xie Zhan and beckoned.
Little flowers who are insecure need to be watered with comfort and encourage him.
Otherwise, it will wither.
Xie Zhan walked to Fanxing.
The big man looked up at the big cow and horse, "crouch down."
Xie Zhanyi squatted down.