Chapter 880: How can I die if I haven't got you yet?

Ye Shaoguang looked at Ji Mianmian's back and whispered: "I haven't got you yet, how can I die?"
Ji Mianmian went out silly, waited for others to walk out of the gate of the detention center, and then suddenly came over.
Ji Mianmian turned sharply, and Ye Shaoguang's shadow was no longer visible.
Yan Qingsi honked the horn twice, "Get in the car ..."
Ji Mianmian got into the car blankly.
"Have you seen someone?"
"seen."
"how about it?"
"He ... should ... be all right?" Ji Mianmian licked his lips as if he could still feel the temperature on his lips.
She scratched her hair. She was really useless. She didn't ask him how he was inside, OK,
However, in this kind of place, certainly not okay?
Ji Mianmian sighed. She felt like she was strange today. It was strange that she couldn't tell what was going on.
It wasn't that she hadn't kissed Ye Shaoguang before, but this time ... this time ... it was different, she didn't really touch it, but she felt that her heart was beating fast.
After Yan Qingsi saw Ji Mianmian getting on the train, she was not in the right spirit and naturally did not dare let her drive.
Yan Qingsi changed to the driver's seat, started the car, and asked, "Mianmian, what happened to you?"
Ji Mianmian raised his head and looked at Yan Qingsi, saying, "Sister, I ... I don't know what happened to me?"
Yan Qingsi sighed in her heart, Ye Shaoguang should have broken the first line of defense in Ji Mianmian's heart.
She asked, "When you saw Ye Shaoguang, what were you thinking?"
"Nothing ... I was thinking, he ... he, that kind of person, shouldn't live this life."
In the heart of Ji Mianmian, Ye Shaoguang is beautiful like a woman, cold and noble. Whenever you talk to him, he seems to be lower than him. Such a person thinks that he is like that kind of person. A noble boy who belongs to the so-called high society. Therefore, many times, Ji Mianmian always felt that he and Ye Shaoguang were not the same people.
Yan Qingsi smiled, "Who should live that kind of life?"
"If he can never come out, will you be sad?"
"Will ..." Ji Mianmian did not hesitate and nodded.
"why?"
Ji Mianmian shook his head: "I don't know, but I know that I will be sad. Maybe I treat him as a friend. After all, I ate and drank and drank in his house, and he was stunned. In addition to his temper, No, actually ... people are nice too. "
Yan Qingsi smiled and didn't speak.
Just friends?
However, she still has to figure it out by herself.
Many other people can only be a bystander, a love participant, only two people, other people, can not participate!
......
The next day, Yan Qingsi got up very early, and today she is going to attend Ye Lingzhi's funeral.
She woke up a lot earlier than usual. Yue Tingfeng watched her sitting in front of the mirror and did basic skin care first. Then she started to put on some makeup.
Yan Qingsi used it for an hour, put on her makeup, turned around, and asked Yue to listen to the wind: "Does it look good?"
Yue Tingfeng pouted, and got out of bed: "What are you doing? This is? Who is she to dress up so glamorous?"
Yan Qingsi winked at him: "Even if I don't wear makeup and want to hook up with a man, it's easy. If you don't believe it, let's try it out?"
Yue Tingfeng hurriedly said, "No, no, no, this, or not, it's too much trouble, isn't it ... it's not appropriate to go to this funeral late, right? Go downstairs for breakfast."