There is always a big guy rewarding me in the live broadcast

Chapter 464 My skirt is the color of your tie (15)

Chapter 464 My skirt is the color of your tie (15)

Qu Yan's pupils shrank, never expecting it to be this answer.

His hand squeezed Mo Yunguo's wrist tightly, and Mo Yunguo didn't feel the pain, so he didn't make a sound.

And there were red marks on the white wrist, but the two of them didn't seem to notice it.

"Really?"

Qu Yan lowered his voice and said.

Mo Yunguo nodded, this is an unchangeable fact.

Qu Yan took a deep breath, although he was touched by the answer at first, but thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be something wrong.

For example, why did Mo Yunguo choose a bright red skirt to wear today? Did he know that he would wear a red tie?

If so, then from the very beginning, did she suspect that she was Ye Xing?

Qu Yan has many thoughts in his heart, but on the surface he doesn't show his emotions.

He didn't dare to speculate whether someone told Mo Yunguo that he only had such a little motivation to be happy.

Even if Xiao Guoguo really didn't recognize him, he...is very happy.

Qu Yan slowly let go of Mo Yunguo's wrist. There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say a single one.

He didn't dare to ask the answer, he could only, and could only, bear it silently.

Mo Yunguo looked down at the red mark on his wrist, then at Qu Yan, and asked, "Are you sad?"

Qu Yan looked up at Mo Yunguo in surprise. He always knew that Xiao Guoguo didn't understand emotions, so how could she see that she was sad?
Even though, this sadness is buried deep.

"Why would Xiao Guoguo say that?"

Qu Yan said with a light smile, with infinite bitterness in his smile.

Mo Yunguo tilted his head, looked at Qu Yan, and said after a while, "You are crying."

Qu Yan froze for a moment, subconsciously touched his face, there was no trace of tears, and then touched his eyes, dry and astringent, without the slightest intention of crying.

"I do not have."

Qu Yan said so.

Mo Yunguo touched Qu Yan's eyes, and his cold hands touched those warm eyes, making Qu Yan a little absent-minded.

Mo Yunguo touched his eyes again, and then said: "But, I feel it."

Qu Yan frowned lightly, why did he say that?

"Huh? Why are things getting more and more blurred now?"

"I don't understand what my little Guoguo is talking about at all."

"It must be that Qu Yan at this time, oh, no, Ye Xing must be like me, with a confused face."

"Oh, what should I do? The brain circuit of my little Guoguo is not on the same channel as ours."

"It's fine if it's not on the same channel, but my little Guoguo is a succinct one, and I can't explain it clearly at all..."

"Don't cry upstairs, I've already fainted in the toilet."

"Obviously the truth is right in front of my eyes, but there is always a layer of film blocking it. Mom, it's so uncomfortable ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"So, is there anyone whose brain circuit can be closer to my little Guoguo? Please explain!"

"Waiting silently for my little Guoguo to explain herself..."

The people in the live broadcast room were stupefied. Mo Yunguo didn't know what the meaning of the completely out-of-the-ordinary words meant. They were all guessing, but due to their limited imagination, um...can't guess the truth...

Qu Yan was also in a state of bewilderment at this time, obviously he didn't cry, why would Xiao Guoguo say that he was crying?

PS: Ahhhhh!The title of the next chapter is repeated, but it does not affect reading~
(End of this chapter)

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