Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

Ye didn't speak all the time, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, the teasing meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Feng Yu was so angry that he hit him: "Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me with such eyes!" It made me seem to be amusing myself and talking big.

Obviously, it is a certainty, objective and true.

But Ye pulled him into his arms, with a smile in his voice: "Little silly bird."

Feng Yu blushed: "Don't bark."

Ye Que: "Little Phoenix."

Feng Yu: "Hey."

But Ye hugged him tightly, and couldn't help calling softly: "Little silly bird."

Feng Yu said solemnly: "It's called Xianggong."

Ye Que: "What is it called?"

Feng Yu repeated: "Mr.

Ye smiled lightly.

Feng Yu didn't bother to talk to him.This kind of simple and childish little trick was seen through at a glance, and it was just to cooperate with him, very frank.

But Ye rubbed his head: "Call again."

Feng Yu said seriously: "Okay, little wife."

Ye Que: "..."

Ye kissed the past.

But he couldn't sleep at night, his heart was full of worship, and he started to write his love diary again, vowing to write it very gorgeously, with outstanding literary talent, expressing all his feelings in a few words, and then wrote a full page: cute, longing for the day.

But Ye paused, and added a line of petty words in a self-deceiving way—Note: Day, noun, a kind of celestial body.

……

Waking up at noon, Ye was nowhere to be seen, Feng Yu stretched her waist, and after washing with clean water, she walked around the bright room in a good mood.

He opened the window to get some air, when a gust of wind blew and knocked something under the table down, making quite a noise.

Feng Yu squatted down and picked it up.

A mediocre book.

Just as Feng was about to put it back on the bottom of the table, the wind blew again, and it just happened to scrape the small book to a certain page, and the words "Cold War Diary" on the top were particularly conspicuous.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu looked down and remembered what happened that day.

I was unhappy when I provoke Ye, but Ye Ke didn't say anything, and silently fought with himself, but he couldn't bear to be really cold, so I didn't realize that they were in a cold war for two days.

Ye Ke always keeps everything in his heart, and always likes to bear it alone.

Feng Yu sighed, her heart was pulled, and an indescribable distress spread in her heart.

Then I glanced at the Cold War Diary.

After a long while, Feng Yu laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.

Originally thought that he was much more handsome, but unexpectedly, he was still so stupid that he didn't know it, and it penetrated into the bone marrow.

...So he didn't want to tell himself, because he was afraid that he would be laughed to death, right?

Also, is this the way to use cruelty?

Although very curious, Feng only read the page that was blown away by the wind, then helped him close the book, put it on the table, and pressed a brush on it.

After a while, Ye came back and noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Feng Yu wanted to laugh when she saw him.

Ye was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yu shook his head, trying his best to hold back a smile.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the diary on the desktop, but Ye felt an ominous premonition.

...I suspect he read my diary.

Feng Yu immediately said: "The wind blows away, I didn't peek on purpose, really, I swear by the integrity of the person I like the most."

Who is his favorite person?Ye made a long list in his heart.

Feng Yu said: "Don't you even believe in your own integrity?"

But Ye's heart moved, as if he was hit by something, his expression didn't change much, but the joy in his heart was already rippling uncontrollably round and round.

Feng Yu is still reassuring: "It's really not intentional."

But Ye took a step closer as if he hadn't heard his promise: "You just said, who is your favorite person?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Fu puffed up her cheeks, and suppressed a smile: "It's that so-and-so, the very cruel one."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu quickly kissed him on the lips, and exaggeratedly said: "The mouth is also very hot."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu found that this man was really fond of sweet talk, even though he had a straight face, there was still a slight smile pouring out of his eyes, which were very gentle.

Just because he said the phrase "favorite person".

Feng Yu said seriously: "Would you like to tell me next time something like this happens?" It's better to be alone than to be happy alone, don't be cute by yourself.

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu said seriously: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to share my concerns with my sweetheart, and then do my best."

But Ye looked at him: "How to do it?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu quickly kissed him.

It was really thin.

But Ye said indifferently: "I was very angry during the cold war last time."

Feng Yu thought, I think your Cold War diary is quite joyful.

Ye looked at him, and continued: "But it's related to you, no matter how angry you are, it will be inexplicably cute."

Feng Yu was stunned, her earlobe turned red, and she said in surprise: "Ye Que, how good you are!"

Ye Que: "..." What kind of strange reaction is this?Shouldn't the atmosphere be a little quieter, followed by a wild kiss?

Feng Yu hugged him and jumped a little.

Ye smiled lightly and rubbed his head helplessly.

After a while, Feng Yu let go of him, kissed his face, and whispered: "Can I ask you a question?"

Ye Que: "Yes."

Feng Yu asked very seriously: "What's the difference between a small snack and a small snack?"

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu stretched out two fingers, put them on the side of his head, and said solemnly: "I swear, the wind really only blew that one page, and I only read that one page, really."

Don't take your eyes too seriously.

But Ye raised his hand and clasped his two fingers together: "Come together."

Together they swear, and apart they look silly on the side of your head.

Feng Yu: "..."

But Ye explained lightly: "Snacks are very sweet."

Feng Yu immediately bent his eyes, with a big smile on his face.

But Ye pinched his cheeks, and continued: "But those who have a sweetheart and smile at others are called little snacks."

Feng Yu: "..."

But Ye bit his lower lip gently, and lowered his voice: "Got it? Little snack crumbs."