"Shao Qian, calling so warmly?" Lan Liehuo listened to her calling his brother’s na and felt uncomfortable all over; when had she ever called him so tenderly?
She always used his full na!
Ye Yingsu looked utterly perplexed and asked, "What are you getting crazy about again?"
"Ye Yingsu, I’m asking you, do you still think about my brother, do you still love him?" Lan Liehuo approached her and questioned.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Ye Yingsu leaned back, her eyes flickering, but in Lan Liehuo’s eyes, this appeared as guilty.
No wonder she always found various ways to dislike him, various ways to avoid being with him; Lan Liehuo was always puzzled, thinking he wasn’t that bad. So it turned out she still thought about Young Master Lan.
"What’s so good about Young Master Lan? He’s already dead! Besides, even if he weren’t, is he better looking than ?" Lan Liehuo firmly gripped her arm.
"You two look exactly the sa, how is there a difference in handsoness?" Ye Yingsu stated bluntly.
"Who says he looks exactly the sa as ? Are you blind? Look carefully, look at !" Lan Liehuo pulled her up to make her look at his face.
"Lan Liehuo, what are you doing? It’s just cooking, why has it turned into so much drama? Stop shaking ; I’m getting dizzy."
Who says only won are unreasonable when angry, n can be too.
Lan Liehuo heard her saying she was dizzy and imdiately stopped moving, but still held onto her, asking, "Did you open your eyes wide and look carefully? Do I look the sa as Young Master Lan?"
Ye Yingsu wanted to cry; they clearly looked exactly the sa, but they gave off different vibes. Young Master Lan lived up to his na, a gentle gentleman, while Lan Liehuo lived up to his na, like a blazing fla.
"Can you tell what you want to do? I don’t want to play guessing gas with you," Ye Yingsu forcefully shrugged off his arm.
"Do you love now, or are you still treating as Young Master Lan’s substitute?" Lan Liehuo stared at her.
Ye Yingsu, "..."
"Speak!"
"What on earth are you thinking? Are you always thinking about these useless things?" Ye Yingsu didn’t want to bother with his ridiculous question.
"If you don’t give an answer today, I will..."
"You’ll what?"
"I won’t let you out of this room!" Lan Liehuo swiftly got up and, childishly, blocked the door.
Ye Yingsu was completely speechless, "Could you be more childish?"
Lan Liehuo turned to look at her, "My head was damaged once, so I’m naturally childish! Quickly tell ...if you don’t tell the truth, I’ll tell everyone you took advantage of when I was stupid and touched my JJ!"
"You..." Ye Yingsu quickly rushed forward to cover his mouth, to stop him from speaking nonsense.
If people found out, she’d lose face, but...wasn’t she doing this for him.
"Tell ! You love , right? You don’t love Young Master Lan, right?" Lan Liehuo crouched down and hugged her, rubbing his head against her.
Pitiful like a puppy.
Ye Yingsu looked at this furry head, wanting to be angry but couldn’t.
"Yes!" Ye Yingsu reached out to touch his head; oh well, even if she didn’t want to admit it, her heart had already been fully occupied by this man.
"Shushu, I knew you loved ! Shushu, you have to love always, I will be good to your Baobao." Lan Liehuo kissed her lips.
"Can you let go now and let go cook?" Ye Yingsu lowered her hand, a hint of awkwardness flashing across her face.
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