I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"(?í_ì?) An An just got tired of me..."

It's been a long time, and I feel bored, and feel that there is no freshness.

The relationship faded, and I was asked to pack up and get out.

Jiang Ye's aggrieved face, paired with a solid and straight figure, formed a strong contrast.

Song Zuan helped his forehead helplessly: "I didn't mean that."

"An'an started to hate me, and she just attacked me in front of others."

"(￢_￢) When did I kill you, do I have the guts?"

Stainless steel, who has been eating melons and watching dramas, couldn't help reminding:

[When the host was tutoring Hai Dai just now, he said that your elder brother Jiang Ye made trouble for no reason. 】

What?Remember this?

That's just saying it casually. Besides, it's no wonder that An An said that Jiang was indeed making trouble for no reason.

No, he is now acting again.

The 1.9-meter-long body curled up on the bed, with her head buried between her knees.

I couldn't see Jiang Ye's expression clearly, but judging from his slightly trembling body...

It seems to be crying.

The desolate and helpless scene really made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

For a moment, Jiang also seemed to have entered the network suppression cloud mode, and a line of barrage floated over his head——

"How proud can I be... Vulnerable, okay—"

With this situation, Song Zuan panicked...

He sat next to Jiang Ye and reached out to smooth his hair.

Send straight man comfort: "Are you... crying? I didn't find you annoying, nor did I mean to kill you."

"Don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Ye's face was still buried in his knees, and he said with a vague cry: "(ó﹏ò?) You just don't like me anymore, you don't even want to wear a small skirt for me."

Song Zuan complained in his heart: As if you are willing to wear it for me?

But the complaints belong to the complaints, and Jiang Ye is still reluctant to cry.

He patiently explained: "It's two different things to wear a small skirt. If I don't wear it, it doesn't mean I don't like you."

Obviously, Jiang Ye was not coaxed by this mild comfort.

He cried harder: "╥﹏╥ woo woo woo..."

"Hey, don't cry."

"Wooah (ㄒoㄒ) An'an hates me..."

"I don't hate you."

"Ugh (つД`) Then do you wear it or not?"

"you……"

Life is not easy, An An sighed.

"I wear... Is it okay if I wear it? Don't cry."

The heart-piercing crying stopped instantly.

Jiang also turned his face to the side that Song Zuan couldn't see, and smiled secretly...

"Then you put it on first, and I'll consider whether to continue crying."

"Okay, I'll wear it."

Song Zuan took the maid skirt and changed it next to Jiang Ye.

The well-cut skirt set off his waist, and the knee-length skirt just covered his kneeling legs.

On the head is a pair of fluffy and soft cat ears, and the bow in front of the neckline adds a bit of playfulness.

"I... changed it."

Song Zu'an knelt on the bed, clutching the hem of the skirt with both hands nervously.

Jiang also turned around, without a single tear on his face.

"An An."

"Um……"

"you are cute."

He raised his hand and gently lifted the chin of the person in front of him.

A soft kiss fell on the small cherry mouth.

It's a pity that the place where An'an's tooth was pulled is not completely healed, otherwise, he must feel the world inside.

Song Zu'an's hands holding the hem of the skirt tightened even more, and he swallowed secretly.

He whispered, "Can you turn off the lights?"

Jiang also refused very simply: "No."

After finally tricking An'an into wearing a small skirt, what are you looking at after turning off the lights?

Not because of fear of the dark.

An An didn't give up or give up, and made another request to turn off the lights: "You stare at me like this, I'm nervous."

"I just want to see you more."

"(??ω???) No way."

Song Zuan directly raised his hand this time and pressed the switch next to the bedside table.

Jiang also turned on the light again.

Song Zuan closed it again.

So many rounds over and over again...

Jiang Yi passing by outside the door looked at the flickering light under the crack of the door.

Doubts arose in my heart.

"What are these two people doing?"