This sentence is an affirmation in disguise.
Lu Mian looked at the opposite side quietly, and the quiet and distant voice made the opposite Shen Yiyao speechless for a while, and her momentum became low, and she sat on the futon softly.
Mo Sr next to him quietly squeezed the phone, screaming in his heart that he was really sweet.
If Lord Mo saw this video, he would be crazy!
Ah ah ah, Miss Lu, go ahead and don't stop!
Shao Yunxuan eagerly went over to help Shen Yiyao.
Lu Mian snorted, and there was a faint cloud in his cold eyes, and he didn't know if he was drunk or not.
She turned from Shen Yiyao to outside the window.
She clearly saw that there were large swaths of snowflakes floating outside, and the weather was gray, and the clean bluestone road was covered with snow.
Beautiful first snow.
Lu Mian was a little lost and pinched the Yuji acupoint in the palm of his palm again, making his mind more clear.
"Xiao Qimo, the gentleman I understand, is elegant, precious and cold. But these are just appearances. He has a gentle and delicate heart. He is sometimes very rascal and black-bellied. He can throw the pot faster than anyone else. He is serious on the surface, but in fact it is all nonsense. He is afraid of the cold, but he is very patient when waiting for others. He has a big scar on his heart, and there is always a green plant in his room. Although he brought With glasses, he... is not very short-sighted. His milk always expires. I didn’t know the reason before, but now..."
Lu Mian retracted his gaze to look outside, and his quiet eyes fell on Shen Yiyao.
From Ning Xiang to Shen Yiyao, she also gradually understood Xiao Qimo's mentality.
Acknowledge or deny.
For her, she has regarded Xiao Qimo as an inseparable part.
The opposite Shen Yiyao seemed to be unable to understand Lu Mian's words, because the Xiao Qimo described by Lu Mian had never been seen before.
It's a completely strange man.
She couldn't imagine that the cold, elegant, pure and arrogant Master Mo would have a black belly. She couldn't imagine how he treated a girl patiently and patiently, and she couldn't understand the mentality of Qi Mo's serious nonsense.
The person Lu Mian described was not Xiao Qimo at all.
Mo Sr was secretly recording, while rubbing his chin, dumbfounding.
Lord Mo, you've been exposed long ago, can't you make it?
Miss Lu has already seen through your tricks!
After he finished feeling this way, he later realized that: They only knew that Lord Mo always spoiled Miss Lu. Isn't Miss Lu secretly embracing Lord Mo?
This sugar is a bit awkward...
In fact, Lu Mian is a bit unconscious now, and she can stand so unwaveringly out of instinct.
After drinking her wine, her fierce aura was slightly reduced, and the delicate and gentle water light reflected in the beautiful apricot eyes.
The hair is so casually dangled, and the facial features are dyed a bit drunk, making it even more seductive between gestures.
Lu Mian squeezed the broken hair in his ear again, looked at Shen Yiyao, and resolutely said, "From now on, don't let me see you pestering him."
She curled her lips coldly, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being polite."
Her voice was clear and faint, but with an irresistible sense of strength, she struck Shen Yiyao's heart word by word.
Shen Yiyao slapped a violent spirit.
At this moment, Lu Mian was no longer an unknown person in her eyes, but a demon who could pinch her to death at any time and make her fear from the bottom of her heart.
After speaking, Lu Mian kicked off the futon under his feet, sacked his hands in his pockets, and walked out lazily, Mo Sr immediately followed.
Shen Yiyao straightened her body.
"You, why are you! Who do you think you are, can you control me?"
At this moment, she was like a paper tiger, screaming out loud and dry.
Lu Mian didn't look back this time, and waved his right hand casually.
"I don't like it. I still look down on a Shen family!"
"You..." Shen Yiyao suffocated and watched her slender figure leave firmly.
She seemed to be emptied of strength and completely slumped to the ground.
Shao Yunxuan quickly helped her up: "Miss Shen, are you okay..."
"Shao Yunxuan, what is her background? How can she not even look at the Shen family? Who gave her the courage?!"
Shao Yunxuan was also eye-opening today. She knew that Lu Mian had been crazy since she was a child, but she didn't expect her personality to become even stronger when she grew up.
Lu Mian completely offended the Shen family today.
She didn't even think about it. She is a big family of Jinjing, rich and powerful with so many years of cultural heritage. She is a mortal from an ordinary family, what can she use to compete with other daughters? !
I really want to marry a wealthy family and want to be crazy.
"She must be drinking too much, talking nonsense!" Shao Yunxuan said.
"Yes, she must have drunk too much." Shen Yiyao quickly helped Shao Yunxuan, "Quickly keep up with her!"
The two got up from the ground with difficulty and hurriedly chased them out.
The long bluestone road of the Painting and Calligraphy Institute.
Lu Mian walked out step by step by instinct.
The snow-covered bluestone slab left her small footprints. The two rows of footprints are evenly distributed and not messy. It is completely invisible that this is someone who has drunk.
Mo Sr caught up with Lu Mian from behind, "Miss Lu, don't run around, I will take you back."
Lu Mian was drinking and couldn't drive anymore.
Lu Mian paused, then glanced at Mo Sr's side and then at the electronic watch on his wrist.
Time flies so fast, she can't keep up with Xiao Qimo's rest time this time.
I can't help but feel a little down.
"Miss Lu, are you hurt?"
Only then did Mo Sr see the palm of her left hand, which was stained with blood, and some of it was dyed on her gray sweater. I don't know when it was done. The wound should have just happened.
Mo Sr exclaimed and walked over to look at her wound.
Lu Mian didn't notice this at all, and slowly retracted his hands into his sleeves, and then put all his hands in his pockets, silently refusing other people's care and touch.
"I'm fine."
It was still Lu Mian, who was calm and indifferent.
"But you..." Mo Sr was frightened throughout the whole process. Although he had eaten sugar today, he had a feeling that his little fortunetelling was confessed!
Miss Lu was hurt when fighting with others, and Master Mo won't let him go!
However, if Mo Sr knew what Lu Mian had done before drunk, he would probably be lucky that he had escaped.
Lu Mian reluctantly walked out of the painting and calligraphy academy step by step from the leisure room.
The amount of alcohol consumed today is so large that it has long exceeded her limit.
If it hadn't been for Ye Ling's method, he might have passed out a long time ago.
She won this naive match.
But after winning, there was more powerlessness and sense of helplessness.
She still failed to find a way to express her feelings correctly.
She stood quietly, raised her head slightly, spread her uninjured right hand, to accept the snowflakes falling from the sky.
