Qi Ye originally had a smiling face, but when he saw Mu Anan's eyes flushed, and his lips pouted with aggrieved face, when he looked at him, his heart ached on the spot.
Zong Zhengyu immediately put the phone aside, "Why are you still crying, don't be so wronged."
He couldn't stand being so wronged.
Mu Anan just looked at him, tears falling down drop by drop.
Qi Ye wanted to wipe her tears, but Mu Anan pushed his hand away, "Bad guy!"
"Okay, okay, I'm a bad guy, baby stop crying, okay?"
He gently hugged Mu An'an through the quilt and coaxed her.
"asshole!"
"Yes yes yes, I'm an asshole, don't cry."
"Scumbag!"
"Um¡¡"
Just as Qi Ye was about to agree, he paused immediately, let go of Mu Anan gently, and wiped her tears, "Honey, I'm not a scumbag."
"You are!" Mu Anan was extremely firm.
Qi Ye immediately felt that he was a little wronged, and he didn't forget to wipe away Mu An's tears bit by bit.
When I wanted to get her a tissue, I found that I ran out of it last night.
Zong Zhengyu could only touch Mu An'an's head, got up and grabbed a bathrobe on the side and put it on his body, and went to get a tissue again.
When he came back, he sat by the bed and wiped Mu Anan's face, and blew his nose along the way.
The movements were gentle, coaxing softly, "Be good, don't cry, huh?"
As a result, the more Mu Anan cried, the more miserable he became, and the more he cried, the more wronged he became.
"Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to prepare something?" Qi Ye hurriedly coaxed, kissing her face, "Still feel pain? I just gave you medicine, so you have to wait a while for the pain to go away."
Mu An An angrily pushed him away, and said stubbornly, "Scumbag."
Qi Ye, who would never admit it, faced the little girl's grievances, so he could only admit, "Okay, okay, I'm a scumbag, don't cry, okay? My eyes are swollen from crying."
"Just one place on the body is swollen, don't both the upper and lower places are swollen."
After Qi Ye finished saying this, Mu Anan understood in seconds, the wound hurt, and he cursed on the spot, "Scumbag!"
Qi Ye hurriedly hugged him in his arms.
Mu Anan hammered him with his non-aggressive fist, "Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag!"
Qi Ye had no choice but to coax others, so he could only nod and admit, "Well, I am."
"You video, say I take the initiative, I don't take the initiative, I'm a girl, I don't take the initiative, you take the initiative, I don't take the initiative, you take the initiative in everything, you take the initiative, you take the initiative, you take the initiative.
Why should I take the initiative, and still record, what are you recording, I will not take the initiative! "
I have been taking the initiative for eight years, so I don't want to be so wronged.
The more Mu Anan talked, the worse it became.
The more Qi Ye listened, the more distressed he became, and he patted the little girl's back lightly, "Okay, okay, I took the initiative, I'm greedy for you, I want to be with you, it's me."
He lowered his head, kissed Mu An'an's forehead, took the phone and deleted the video just now.
"No more, deleted."
Qi Ye showed Mu Anan, "It's gone, don't feel wronged, okay?"
Mu Anan sniffed, believed his words, and watched the video from the phone.
It turned out that Qi Ye deleted the video of her words, but there were still many photos and videos in it, all of which were large-scale.
Mu Anan collapsed, "Also, delete it! Delete it! Delete it all!"
Why is this man so shameless.
Is it amazing to be liked for eight years!
At this time, Qi Ye was completely dismissive of her, and immediately nodded, "Okay, okay, delete, delete, delete."
Mu Anan wiped away tears, staring at the screen of Master Qi's phone with wide eyes.
Watch him delete those shameful videos little by little.
One of them was accidentally released, and Mu Anan saw himself entangled with Master Qi, his long hair was hanging down, his body was leaning back, his posture was extremely extreme, his expression
"Delete!" Mu Anan yelled.
Qi Ye immediately clicked delete without any hesitation.
The photos and videos that fill the screen are basically deleted.
Just the last one left.
It was Mu An'an lying on the bed with a flushed face, a little tired with closed eyes, red lips, and the seat covering her chest with the quilt, revealing her beautiful shoulders.
The long hair hangs casually, and the black hair just hangs on the creamy skin, black and white are distinct, and the visual effect is particularly beautiful.
Seventh Master hugged Mu Anan and coaxed, "Honey, justWould you like to take this one? "
Mu Anan didn't speak.
Seventh Master kissed her personally, "Is that okay?"
Mu Anan didn't speak, but looked at the screen, his expression seemed to be fine.
He still said, "That was your initiative."
"Well, I took the initiative." Qi Ye coaxed.
"You liked me first."
"Well, it's me."
"It was you who first broke the relationship between the elders and the younger generation."
"Well, it's me."
"It was you who begged me to be your girlfriend."
"Well, it's me."
"It's you¡¡"
"I was the one who loved you first." Qi Ye spoke first, and whispered in Mu An'an's ear, "I was the one who started first. I like you very much."
That sentence was repeated, I like it very much, and I said it very lightly, which warmed Mu Anan's heart.
In such an instant, the grievances of liking for eight years are gone.
All gone.
She raised her hand, without opening her mouth, Qi Ye had already hugged her tightly.
He patted her on the back lightly, his eyes were gentle.
"Qi Ye, you have to remember, you take the initiative first." Mu Anan said softly.
"Well, I remember."
Zong Zhengyu responded.
At this time, she just felt that Mu Anan's behavior of insisting on letting him take the initiative was just a girl's shame.
But one day in the future, when he opened Mu An'an's world and learned about her eight years of grievances, at that moment, he truly understood what Mu Anan meant by 'taking the initiative'.
"Are you hungry?" Qi Ye asked in his ear.
As soon as he finished asking, Mu Anan's stomach growled.
It's been almost a day and a night, can you not be hungry?
During the period, I was fed a little milk or something, and it was almost useless.
"I asked the servant to deliver"
"you go!"
Mu Anan grabbed Zong Zhengyu and stared at him, "Don't let others come up, you go!"
The room is a mess by now.
Yesterday was crazy.
All are traces.
Zong Zhengyu looked helpless, and glanced at the room, "Do you want me to clean up the room?"
Mu Anan nodded without hesitation.
Seventh Master:
Come on, grandpa.
What else can I do besides petting?
"Wait obediently, little ancestor." As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Mu An'an's forehead.
Get up and leave Mu An'an's room.
It wasn't until Master Qi closed the door that Mu An'an changed his posture slightly.
It's the same as hemiplegia.
Below the waist, I can't move very much.
Mu Anan leaned against the head of the bed with difficulty.
Not sleepy, just tired, achy, sour.
Mu Anan grabbed the phone, and Xiao Jiu sent a lot of messages.
Jiujiu is the best sister: Sister An, Sister An, how is the battle going?
Jiujiu is the best sister: Sister An, if you don't answer me, you must be very excited, squeeze him dry!
Jiujiu is the best sister: Sister An, it¡¯s dawn, you¡¯re still not well yet? This medicine is a bit strong. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com