Chapter 142: Is everything too late?

"Is he really crazy?" Shen Rou said with air, "It's such a big thing to marry that he is hiding all the people in the family."
"Rou Rou." Yan Shaoqing's tone suddenly became serious, and said in a rare and serious tone, "As is not like us, he is a very clear person who plans his own life. He does everything, it's not Impulse is not a decision.
"I believe he did this, and there must be his own consideration."
"And..." Yan Shaoqing was silent for a few seconds before speaking again. "I can feel that As cares about that woman very much. So if you see her tomorrow night, don't you like her or not, don't Show it in front of As."
Shen Rou tightened her fingers, squeezing her lips and not speaking.
Yan Shaoqing sighed softly: "I said long ago, if you are really interested in As, tell him earlier. Now... he is married, alas, what do you think you are thinking?"
Listening to Yan Shaoqing's sigh, Shen Rou's heart seemed to be cut off by something.
Her eyes were covered with a mist of water, and she clenched her lips and couldn't say a word.
Is everything too late?
She liked him for more than two decades.
The first time she saw him, she fell in love with him.
The more she likes him, the more she fears losing him.
She was afraid that her confession would make them unable to do even friends.
But now...
She seemed to have completely lost the opportunity to confess to him, and completely... lost her love.

Qiao Mianmian thought that there was one more person in the room, and she would not be used to it and would not be able to sleep.
In fact, she fell asleep quickly.
The lights went out and there was silence all around.
In the darkness, each other's breathing was clear.
She was lying on the bed, listening to another breathing sound in the room. Not only did she not feel uncomfortable, but she felt quite at ease.
More secure than usual at any time.
Just thinking that she actually let Mo Yesi hit the floor, she felt a little bit sad.
She estimated that... this is most likely the first time he sleeps on the ground.
I don't know if he is very used to...
Although it is summer, sleeping on the ground will not affect too much, and letting the master Mo Tang sleep on the ground, her conscience will be a little uneasy.
"Mo Yesi..."
She moved to the bed little by little, her voice weak and weak: "Are you asleep?"
The man returned in seconds: "Not yet."
Qiao Mianmian: "..."
After waiting for a while, she did not hear her speak again, and the man's magnetic sultry voice murmured in the dark: "Baby, are you asleep?"
This time, Qiao Mianmian also returned in seconds: "No."
Mo Yesi gave a soft grace and said, "Something to tell me?"
Qiao Mianmian grabbed the quilt, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked softly, "Is it uncomfortable to sleep on the floor. Are you not used to it?"
The man did not answer her immediately.
It was after a moment of silence that he replied: "Well, I'm not used to it."
Qiao Mianmong stunned.
Sure enough... not used to it?
She grabbed the quilt in her hand again, biting the corner of her lips, and said in a small voice, "Are you the first time hitting the floor?"
"Ok."
Although I guessed that he must have slept on the ground for the first time, but he heard the sound of "Uh", and the feeling of being overwhelmed with emotion was again on my mind.
"Actually, I can go to the sofa."
It must be inappropriate for him to fall asleep on the small sofa in the living room, but it is appropriate for her to fall asleep.