Mu Xiaolen didn't know that Gao Lengxin at this moment had been cold to the freezing point, perhaps it had been holding back for six full years, and she was talking endlessly as soon as she opened her conversation box.

"You know, when I was in high school, I was in the class next to you. Every time I went to the bathroom, it was like walking on the runway, because the people who went to the bathroom passed by your class."

"You seldom go to QQ now. When you are studying, you often post about it. I can recite every word of your space without missing a word."

"By the way, when I have lunch every day, I rush into the cafeteria like a hungry wolf pounding a sheep, and then wait for you, just to line up behind you when I have a meal."

"It's just that you have never looked at me directly, but I still feel that you will love me tomorrow!"

Mu Xiao Leng's words revealed the girl's ignorance throughout her adolescence, and each sentence pierced into Gao Leng's heart like a knife. She didn't know that the "you" in her mouth was not Gao Leng.

Mu Xiao Leng smiled as she talked, took Gao Leng's hand and walked out of the elevator. She even jumped around, like a child, happy, unscrupulous on her face.

Unscrupulous enough that the cold cannot bear to interrupt.

"Why didn't you confess to him for so many years?" Gao Leng couldn't help asking. He looked at Mu Xiao Leng, such a beautiful and cute girl, and fell in love with it at a glance.

Just like back then, when he bumped into Mu Xiao Leng, he never forgot.

"He?" Mu Xiaolang tilted his head and asked puzzledly, "Isn't it you?"

Gao Leng didn't know how to answer for a while, only nodded.

"You don't see me in your eyes. There have been several encounters on the road. You just look at it a few more times. Maybe you just think I am beautiful. I am not like liking. I know this feeling, so I dare not confess." Mu Xiao Leng sighed softly, but in a blink of an eye, her eyes suddenly brightened, and her voice became a lot more proud: "Do you know why I was so active after you hit me on the road that day?"

"why?"

"After you see me, I find that your eyes will glow!" Mu Xiaolen jumped triumphantly, with a smile on his face: "It's been so many years, only once, after you saw me, you My eyes are shining! This shows that you like me. It turned out that after a few years, Brother Gao Leng started to like me!"

Mu Xiaolen shook his head triumphantly.

This is called eye margin.

This fate gave Xiao Leng confidence and also gave them the fate.

"Brother Gao Leng, I actually don’t like being a reporter. One day you said in the space that the girl who likes text work is the most popular. That’s why I chose journalism and gave up my beloved painting. Actually I like painting the most. If I can't become a famous artist, I will open a small studio, but you don't like it..."

Her voice became frustrated. After a while, she sighed deeply, raised her head and said firmly: "It's okay, I won't do it if you don't like it."

Gao Leng moved his lips.

"What else, is it him, oh no, you don't do it because you think I don't like it?" Gao asked indifferently, with unspeakable emotions gleaming in his eyes, it seemed that it would explode only after waiting for a moment. .

He is the least willing to see Xiao Leng lose himself for someone.

"Well, a lot. You don’t like purple. I never wear purple clothes. You don’t like sporty girls, so I don’t play tennis anymore. You don’t like to eat pig’s feet. I don’t even like pork. Don’t eat, and, I’ve heard people say that you’re very serious, and you’ve never been gentle with your girlfriend outside, oh no, ex-girlfriends and relatives, strange, you just kissed me so domineeringly , Well, I will never kiss you outside again..."

Mu Xiaolian lowered her eyes helplessly, her voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a sigh. After a while, she raised her head: "Also, you don't like summer. I like summer the most, but it doesn't matter, I ..."

"Xiao Leng." Gao Leng stopped and interrupted her directly.

"Huh?" Xiao Leng was a little strange, her high cold expression was exceptionally serious, she couldn't help but also became serious, staring at him with wide eyes: "Did I say something wrong?"

After speaking, Xiao Leng hugged his waist and arched it like a baby.

He looked at Mu Xiaolian, the girl in front of him was really the type he liked, and she liked it without any deviation.

At this moment, he made a decision.

"You like it, it's not me." Gao Leng opened his mouth, every word clearly, he let go of Xiao Leng's hand, took a step back, very serious.

"Huh?" Xiao Leng panicked when she heard it. In a panic, she lowered her head for a moment and seemed to understand something suddenly.

Suddenly, her tears rolled down, and she said in a crying voice: "Sorry, I forgot. You don't like clingy people. I always forget this. The last time I chased after Yunnan, I regretted it. But I don’t know why, I can’t say anything about my six-year secret love, but I always forget your taboos when I’m with you. I always like to stick to you. It’s strange why this is so. Today I chased it again. The hotel is looking for you, are you annoying me? If you don't like it, I will never do this again, I...I will go now."

Mu Xiaolen's humbleness stung Gao Leng.

What Gao Leng liked was precisely Mu Xiao Leng's instinctive approach, whether it was a large crowd or not.

He pulled her over, bowed his head and kissed it, with anger and possession, even the cold hand stretched directly into the clothes without honesty, taking possession of her softness.

Well……

Mu Xiao Leng was shocked by Gao Leng's sudden attack. She let out a gasp, and she subconsciously covered her chest. In an instant, Gao Leng took away her hand mercilessly and captured it again.

Xiao Leng's hand ignited the cold desire most primitively. He pressed her against the wall, went in with one hand and took it without hesitation, and kissed her.

Mu Xiaolen was captured instantly and softened in his arms.

After a long time, Gao Leng let go of her.

"Xiao Leng, you like it, but it's not me." Gao Leng repeated it again: "My girlfriend, you can stick as you want, my girlfriend, I can kiss as much as I want, whether it's big or not. under."

Mu Xiaolen's face was red all over, she covered her chest in shock, her face flushed, looking at Gao Leng with some bewilderment, not knowing what to say.

"Xiao Leng, let's break up." Gao Leng said lightly, without hesitation and determination.

His cold woman can't be so humble.

His cold woman can't have another man in her heart, even if this man's body is used by herself.

His woman, from heart to body, can only be his.

He doesn't want stolen love.