What kind of bad thoughts can the hero of the plane have?

Chapter 161 Picking off this Kaolin Flower (31)

The girl in the picture also has such a pair of eyes. When she smiles, her eyes seem to contain a layer of starlight, and they are so gentle.

In a trance, Xie Yun seemed to hear the girl's voice, the gentle and gentle tone was exactly the same as what Su Yan said just now: "Don't be nervous, I have plenty of time to listen slowly."

……

"Have we met before?"

Xie Yun looked at Su Yan's gentle and smiling eyes, and asked hesitantly.

"……Um?"

When Su Yan looked into Xie Yun's eyes and made sure that he was still the familiar Xie Yun and not a little pervert, he raised his eyebrows casually: "When?"

"At once……"

The pictures in his mind were intermittent, and Xie Yun was not sure whether the girl was Su Yan, but those eyes were so familiar, so familiar that he seemed to have seen them thousands of times. He recalled the scene he saw, and his tone was clear. A little unsure: "It's a confession place. The walls are covered with balloons and flowers. There seems to be someone taking pictures with a mobile phone. There is a girl with eyes similar to yours who said the same thing."

A look of surprise flashed across Su Yan's eyes.

If nothing else happens, the scene Xie Yun described should be the scene where Ye Qingchi confessed to her.

The decoration of the hot pot restaurant's confession scene this time borrowed ideas from Ye Qingchi, such as the flowers in Chen Xian's hand, the balloons on the wall and the carefully selected rings.

"Anything else?"

Su Yan asked curiously.

"……others?"

Dazedness flashed across Xie Yun's eyes. He seemed to hear intermittent male voices, lazily, smiling, and mixed with a little nervousness that couldn't be concealed—"Sorry, I'm not very proficient in confessing for the first time."

Xie Yun still wanted to recall carefully, but a huge pain came from his mind. He closed his eyes suddenly, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

"I……"

He tried his best to recall, but to no avail.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it."

Seeing Xie Yun's pained appearance, Su Yan hurriedly stopped him.

"We..." Xie Yun's chest heaved violently, and he looked at Su Yan with burning eyes, "Are we lovers in our previous life? Or in other words, did I confess my love to you in my previous life?"

The light in his eyes almost burned Su Yan.

"It's not impossible."

Su Yan looked at the boy's expectant eyes, but he was not willing to say anything to disappoint him after all.

Xie Yun looked at Su Yan in front of him. The breeze caressed the girl's clothes, and the sun shone lazily on her eyebrows, as if they were coated with a layer of golden light.

Satisfaction rose in his heart for no reason.

Under Su Yan's gentle gaze, the tall and straight young man knelt on one knee, holding the rose he bought with one hand, a clear and shallow smile was slowly outlined on his stunning eyebrows, and the young man's eyes Slightly bent, looking straight at Su Yan.

Although Xie Yun always had a smile on his face, his voice was inevitably a little nervous: "I'm not very good at talking about love."

Su Yan looked at the young man in front of him.

In a trance, the Xie Yun in front of him seemed to coincide with the first time they met.

At that time, she was tugging on Xie Yun's sleeve, and the boy's eyes were still full of indifference, but now the indifference in his eyes has completely faded away, replaced by love.

Su Yan thinks time is really magical.

It can bring two people who hate each other together, and it can tire two people who love each other.

"But I really like you."

Xie Yun pursed his lips nervously, and subconsciously sped up his speech: "When I saw the precious flowers and plants planted at home, my first reaction was not how much they were in the way, nor whether these flowers and plants were worth the price. It's about whether you would be happy if I gave them to you."

Su Yan looked at Xie Yun's nervous expression, and raised the end of his eyes slightly: "Then do you think I will be happy?"

"meeting."

Xie Yun gave an affirmative answer.

Because of Su Yan's words, his nervousness also dissipated a bit: "Maybe you didn't notice it yourself, but when you look at those flowers and plants, you are very gentle."

If it weren't for Xie Yun's reminder, Su Yan would never have thought about what his eyes looked like when he looked at flowers and plants.

"Are my eyes gentle when looking at flowers and plants?"

She communicated with Xiao Ming with her mind.

【Go back to God, yes~】

Xiao Ming gave an affirmative answer.

Su Yan turned his eyes back to Xie Yun, the young man's fingers holding the bouquet relaxed slightly, his eyes were in a trance, as if he was caught in memories.

"Actually, I've heard your name before."

The young man's slender fingers paused slightly: "At that time, I never thought that the two of us would meet."

Su Yan listened quietly to Xie Yun's words.

"Actually, I regretted it later. If I had been gentler to you when we first met, would our progress have been smoother?"

After Xie Yun's reminder, Su Yan couldn't help but think of the first time the two met. At that time, the young man was cold and only replied to her with the word "hmm".

"You make me feel very different."

Xie Yun tried to describe his inner feelings in words: "Others will avoid me when they notice my cold attitude, but you won't. This makes me feel both surprised and surprised."

Su Yan gently bent the corners of her lips, admitting frankly: "I have a thick skin."

Xie Yun was infected by her emotions, and a smile spread from the corner of the boy's eyes. He subconsciously retorted: "No, you are very cute."

Su Yan accepted the praise from the teenager with a smile: "Thank you, you are also very cute."

But in the next second, she seemed to realize something, she approached Xie Yun suddenly, and then narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Then according to what you said, if another person treats you like this, you will also feel moved?"

The overwhelming fragrance of plants and trees enveloped the young man, and an unbelievable guess slipped through his mind, he couldn't help bending his lips and smiled: "Are you...jealous?"

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "jealous", and there seemed to be a dazzling light in his eyes.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Su Yan rubbed Xie Yun's hair vigorously.

The hair was messed up by the girl, but Xie Yun was not displeased at all. His eyes were hot and scorching, and he looked straight at Su Yan, "Can I understand this sentence as...you like me?"

"of course."

Su Yan rolled his eyes.

The breeze brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and her tone was soft and gentle, like the spring breeze in March, refreshing, and like pink candy, sweetening the heart: "I like you."

Xie Yun's Adam's apple moved slightly.

Overwhelming joy enveloped him, he maintained a half-kneeling posture, but his mind was blank.

What he repeats in his mind now is the phrase "I like you" that Su Yan said just now.

(End of this chapter)