It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Some people are very good at hiding their thoughts. No matter how much they desire in their hearts, they cannot see it on the surface.
But Xu Lang is different. Fan Mengrou doesn¡¯t know if Xu Lang treats others like this, but at least when facing her, Xu Lang always expresses his desires directly. No matter which aspect it is, he never Cover up something.
Fan Mengrou suddenly felt very uncomfortable. In her impression, it seemed that after Xu Lang expressed his love for her, he never showed impatience or helplessness towards her. No matter what Fan Mengrou said, he listened attentively and listened attentively. On the ground, looking at Fan Mengrou, her eyes were always bright.
This look reminded Fan Mengrou of a large dog that was loyal to its owner. If she looked carefully, she could still see the tail behind him wagging desperately.
Fan Mengrou held his hand, continued to lower her eyes, and leaned directly on his shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"
Xu Lang froze and did not dare to move: "No, it's nothing."
"Then why is it still hot?" Fan Mengrou asked.
Xu Lang wanted to reach out and hug her, but he couldn't figure out what she was thinking. He didn't dare to act rashly. He could only continue to stiffen and answer: "I accidentally burned it. It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Fan Mengrou suddenly straightened up, looked at him and said, "Xu Lang, let me ask you a question."
Xu Lang was even more nervous than her: "You tell me."
"Is there a big difference between you now and you before?"
Xu Lang thought about it and understood what she meant. He didn't hide anything and nodded directly: "Yes."
Fan Mengrou looked at him.
Xu Lang had no choice but to say: "You are different from them, so my attitude towards you and towards them is naturally different. Xiaorou, I want to live with you for the rest of my life. I keep it in my heart, and Theyare nothing."
Xu Lang¡¯s eyes were very bright and his pupils were very dark. Looking at Fan Mengrou like this, the deep affection in his eyes was hard to ignore, as if it was magnetic, making it easy for people to get addicted to it.
Fan Mengrou thought she had good self-control, but now looking at Xu Lang's eyes, she could only feel her heartbeat speeding up, and she felt as shy as a little girl who was at a loss for what to do in her first love.
After a long time, she avoided his gaze and said slightly uncomfortably: "You must have said too many sweet words, you said them so smoothly."
Xu Lang was a little helpless: "I have only said this to you. No one has ever made me bother to say such words before. Xiaorou, you"
"Stop talking." Fan Mengrou took his hand and carefully avoided the burnt area: "There's no need to cook anymore, let's go out for a walk."
Xu Lang was delighted: "Where do you want to go?"
Fan Mengrou wore a floor-length skirt and a knitted jacket to go out. When she was changing her shoes, she said: "There is no place in particular that I want to go, so just walk with me."
Xu Lang couldn¡¯t get what he wanted: ¡°Okay.¡±
The two of them went out, and Fan's mother sighed: "These two children, ugh."
Unlike Mother Fan¡¯s mood, although Xu Lang has been hit hard, he really has no idea of ??giving up.
Even though he said those words in a fit of enthusiasm that day, he knew in his heart that he was bound to win over Fan Mengrou. If he really couldn't bind her with his emotions, then he would not hesitate to use another way to possess her.
But before reaching the last step, Xu Lang didn't want to do such a thing at all.
Fan Mengrou kept holding his hand, and Xu Lang was flattered. Seeing that she didn't respond, he quietly held her back, holding her small hand in his palm, and slowly interlocked their fingers.
Fan Mengrou didn¡¯t speak and just walked slowly. There were tall trees on both sides of the street, with lush branches and leaves. The morning sunshine, with the smell of early summer, shone through the leaves and shone on the two of them, making them very comfortable.
Fan Mengrou seemed to be enjoying this walk, and Xu Lang didn't say anything, concentrating on feeling the beauty of interlocking with her.
How great it would be if we could just walk like this for the rest of our lives, with no end in sight.
As long as she is by your side, she will always be with you. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com