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Su Yan's IQ made her conclude that he cared about her.

Unfortunately, her emotional intelligence prevented her from understanding the current situation.

"Little Flower"

"Well? Host?"

"Why are those words he said last night?"

"What words?"

"He said it had nothing to do with me, as if I kissed him and he didn't like it very much."

Xiaohua stunned for a while

"Don't like you kissing him?

No, last night, Xiaohua almost thought that he was going to eat the host, which part of the host didn't have a kiss? "

Su Yan first heard a moment of silence.

Then think.

Makes sense.

"He said it had nothing to do with me?"

"Well, is it related to the host sending love letters to others?

The male lord is jealous and embarrassed to admit that he cares too much? "

It has to be said that Tongzi, which has always been a well-known product, has finally exerted what it should do at a critical moment.

Xiaohua said

"Host, would the host be angry if the male lord gave someone a love letter and gave her a gift?"

Su Yan thought about it, then his mouth narrowed gradually.

She didn't answer Xiaohua's words.

But Xiaohua already guessed it.

Xiaohua was emotional.

It seems that so many lives are still useful.

What the host doesn't understand, I know everything after going through it.

The host doesn't know what love is.

But who knows if the host already has love?

Being jealous is the first step to love.

What's more, the host couldn't even catch her eyes on the things she didn't care about.

Not even the kind of person who will be boring for one or two words for others.

But she would listen to every word the lord said.

There will be reactions and anger.

That's the difference.

Wait until Su Yan understands.

She took the cup next to her and took a sip of water.

Speak out

"The gift I gave was just a trust. I didn't know him well."

Once again, Su Yan explained what happened yesterday.

Feng Rong glanced at her.

Leaning on the back of the chair behind, chuckling

"Why? I think I sent a love letter to someone on the front foot, and it's too frivolous for me to go to bed with my back foot. I want to find a reason, perfunctory?"

Su Yan looked at him

"I have nothing to do with him."

"Oh?"

He chuckled his lips, and it seemed that he didn't believe her at all.

What she was about to say.

A woman came out of the kitchen.

"Master."

The woman smiled warmly, her hair was high, and she was wearing a black business attire.

An apron was tied around the waist, followed, and the last chicken soup in the hand was put on the table.

From top to bottom, everything is exquisite.

She leaned over, and the white tender tenderness on her chest leaked out.

Choppy.

The woman reached out and opened the lid of the chicken soup.

Her eyes were like soft waves, looking at Feng Rong

"Master, give you a bowl?"

Su Yan looked at the woman.

She stood up.

Bypass the woman and walk to Feng Rong.

Looking at him very seriously,

"Do you like me kissing you?"

Feng Rong frowned.

It was about seeing her serious look so much that she did not say anything ironic.

Because of Feng Rong's silent gap, she stretched her arms around his neck.

"I only like you, do you believe me?"

After that, she kissed Feng Rong's cold lips.

A woman came with a soup and clicked, and the spoon fell into the pot.

The smile on his face was almost unsustainable.