Chapter 924: The hero is too bad 47

Su Yan's IQ made her conclude that he cares about her.
Unfortunately, her emotional intelligence made her unable to understand the current situation.
"Little Flower"
"Huh? Host???"
"What did he say last night, why?"
"What words?"
"He said it has nothing to do with me, as if I kissed him, he didn't like it."
Xiao Hua froze for a while
"Don't like you kissing him?
No, last night, Xiaohua almost thought that he was going to eat the host in his stomach, where did he not kiss the host? "
Su Yan was silent for a moment.
Then think.
Makes sense.
"He said it has nothing to do with me?"
"Well, is it related to the host sending love letters to others?
The hostess is jealous, and embarrassed to admit that he cares too much? "
It has to be said that the system, which has always been well known for being a scam, finally played what it should do at a critical moment.
Xiaohua said again
"Host, if the hostess gives someone a love letter and gives her a gift, will the host be angry?"
Su Yan thought for a while, and then gradually pursed his mouth.
She did not answer Xiaohua's words.
But Xiaohua probably guessed it.
Xiaohua sighed.
It seems to be useful for so many lives.
Things that the host doesn't understand, will understand after experiencing.
The host does not know what love is.
But who knows if the host already has love?
Being jealous is the first step when love comes.
Besides, the things that the host doesn't care about herself won't even get into her eyes.
It's not the kind of person who gets bored with a word or two for others.
But she would listen to every word the male lead said.
There will be reactions and anger.
This is the difference.
After Su Yan learned about it.
She picked up the cup next to her and took two sips of water.
Speak out
"The gift I give out is only entrusted by others. I don't know him well."
Once again, Su Yan explained what happened yesterday.
Feng Rong glanced at her twice.
Leaning on the back of the chair behind him, chuckling
"Why? I think it's too frivolous to send love letters to others on the front foot and go to bed with me on the back foot. I plan to find a reason to be perfunctory?"
Su Yan looked at him
"I have nothing to do with him."
"Oh?"
He curled his lips and smiled, and he didn't seem to believe her at all.
She was about to continue talking.
A woman walked out of the kitchen.
"Master."
The woman smiled gently, with her hair curled up high, and she wore a black professional attire.
He tied an apron around his waist, and then brought the last chicken soup in his hands onto the table.
From top to bottom, everything is exquisite.
She leaned over, and the white and tender lumps on her chest leaked out.
The waves are rough.
The woman reached out and opened the lid of the cooked chicken soup.
She looked at Feng Rong with soft eyes
"Master, give you a bowl?"
Su Yan looked at the woman.
She stood up.
He bypassed the woman and walked to Feng Rong's.
Looked at him seriously,
"Do you like me kissing you?"
Feng Rong frowned.
It was about seeing her serious look, so that she didn't say something ironic.
Because of Feng Rong's silent gap, she reached out and put her arms around his neck.
"I only like you, do you believe me?"
After speaking, she kissed Feng Rong's thin lips.
A certain woman who came to her with the soup clicked and the soup spoon fell into the pot.
The smile on his face almost didn't sustain.