Zhou Anan's gentle and gentle appearance deceived many people, but Ji Yuan saw through it at a glance.
One day, Zhou Anan put on a weak and innocent face again. Ji Yuan stepped forward and knocked on the forehead and said: "Hey, little brat, stop pretending in front of me."
Once exposed, the black cotton was blackened unscrupulously in front of Ji Yuan.
"You called me sister at first, how well-behaved you are, unlike now." Ji Yuan touched the head of Hei Mianmian in her arms and complained.
Zhou Anan raised his head and showed a tender smile. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Ji Yuan covered his mouth.
"No, no, no, I was wrong, I was wrong, your smile gave me goosebumps all over my body!"
"Oh." Zhou Anan regained his indifferent expression.
One day, Ji Yuan suddenly asked with a worried look: "Why do I feel that you have stopped pretending in front of others recently? Are you sick?"
"You're just sick."
"Why is that?"
Zhou Anan glanced at Ji Yuan and then said: "I don't think it's interesting, so I won't pretend. Why else?"
Ji Yuan then asked, "Why did it suddenly feel boring?" She touched Zhou Anan's head, still feeling that there might be something wrong somewhere.
Zhou Anan said "poof" and said, "I am willing! Okay!"
Ji Yuan quickly rubbed her head and face, saying nice words to coax her slightly bleached black cotton.
Now I want to break your affairs into pieces and think about it over and over again. How can I care about what others think of me? Zhou Anan complained in his heart and decided to let Ji Yuan coax him a little longer.
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