Ye Cong stood up with Xinyao directly in his arms and used facts to illustrate one thing. He liked Xinyao's appearance of acting cute to him.

But holding the girl he liked was also a test. Ye Cong put the person back on the bed, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he bent down slightly and looked at Xinguo, "I thought you would still be as afraid of me as before, it would be great."

Xinya lay on the bed with his hands on his side, subconsciously tightening a little. After all, such movements are too close to each other, which makes people feel shy.

Xinya was still afraid, but now he pretended to be calm and said seriously: "If you fall in love, you must look like you are in love."

Ye Cong burst out laughing, the kind of smile that was filled with smiles between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Then do you know what love should look like? For example--" Ye Cong said, approaching Xinguo slightly, landing himself on her face with a warm breath, blending with her breath.

for example--

Xinya’s mind is a masterpiece. She has never been in love and hasn’t read many romance novels?

Xinya reached out and pulled the quilt, covering herself with only a pair of round eyes, "I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Ye Cong smiled even more happily. It seemed that the so-called courage was just a little bit.

Ye Cong no longer teased her, but stood up straight, pulled the quilt off, "Go to sleep."

Ye Cong said, turning around and leaving Xinya's room.

Xinya held the quilt in both hands and watched Ye Cong leave the room. It was obvious that he asked him to leave, so why did he feel disappointed?

Xinya carefully took the phone, then shrank into the bed and found the dialog box of Sister Mao.

[Little Bean Sprout: Rolling around for help.

Sister Cat:...

Xiao Douya: Sister Mao, are you in love?]

When the cat sister, who was far away in her apartment, she instantly squirted when she saw this sentence. She couldn't help but put down the cup in her hand and started typing.

[Sister Mao: Why do you suddenly ask this question if you don’t have a good rest?

Xiao Douya: I want to ask you a question, but I don’t know how to ask.

Sister Mao: Is it related to Mr. Ye?

Little Bean Sprouts: Shy·jpg]

Sister Mao rolled her eyes secretly, and she knew that this little girl was not looking for her for something else.

[Sister Cat: Mr. Ye is just about to pick the stars in the sky. What else do you want to ask?

Xiao Douya: I want to ask what love should look like?

Sister Mao: Little girl movies, are you sure you are not here to show off your food?

Xiao Douya: Oh, I don’t know what to say.

Sister Mao: Okay, I’m sure you are here to show off your food. Thank you, goodbye.

Xiao Douya: But the boss said you are in love.

Sister Mao: He is blind.

Sister Mao withdrew a message.]

New sprouts: "…"

She seemed to see what Sister Mao said, and even if she withdraws it, it would be useless.

[Sister Mao: Just know that Mr. Ye really loves you.

Little bean sprouts: Ao.]

Xinya rolled around on the bed with her cell phone in her arms, but still couldn't ask the question.

For example, tonight, Ye Cong seemed to really want her, and she was already twenty years old and was no longer a little girl.

When falling in love, you must look like love. So what should love look like?

Is that all necessary?

Xinya quietly went online to check about love, but found that the facts really made her blush and her heart beat.
Chapter completed!