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Zhao Hongyan sat on the bed feeling ashamed and annoyed. She didn't understand why Mo Xin left suddenly. Was it because she was too pretentious and coy?

What? She is a girl and she has taken the initiative to confess her love. Why can’t she be allowed to act coquettishly?

Zhao Hongyan pouted and smashed the mattress twice. The bad guy left. What about her?

Is a good first love over before it even begins? Zhao Hongyan couldn't help but think, sometimes blaming Mo Xin for being stingy, and sometimes blaming herself. When she thought of Mo Xin's low self-esteem, maybe it was her own fault that made Mo Xin so unhappy.

Xin left.

Zhao Hongyan wanted to cry, but her eyes were almost swollen from crying, her nose was sore, and she felt aggrieved, but she couldn't squeeze out the tears.

The tears I had saved over the past few years were all shed for him today.

Just when she was hesitating whether to wear a scarf to remember her first love that ended before it even started, there was a knock on the guest room door.

"Who is it?" Zhao Hongyan muttered. When she booked the room, she told the front desk that she didn't need room service and didn't want to knock on the door.

Could it be that Mo Xin was back? She was overjoyed, quickly put on disposable slippers, and walked to the door of the room. She lay on the door and looked out through the peephole, but found nothing.

She was getting suspicious and was walking back. Now she was on the verge of a storm. If she was photographed staying in a hotel by someone interested, it would undoubtedly add fuel to the scandal that had just become less popular, so she didn't dare to open the door randomly.

"Dong~dong~dong~"

While Zhao Hongyan was suspicious, as soon as she returned to the bedside, the door was knocked again.

She walked to the door again, and Zhao Hongyan's heart was beating fast. Could it be that she and Mo Xin were photographed entering the hotel? Thinking of this, she quickly turned back to get a mask and put it on.

"Who?" Zhao Hongyan called out cautiously. She looked out through the peephole again, but there was still no one there. Maybe it was because the field of view was too narrow.

Zhao Hongyan felt strange. It was obviously a knock on the door just now, but now she couldn't see anything through the peephole. Should she open it or not? What if it was a reporter!

Zhao Hongyan was a little irritated and scratched her long hair that was stained by sweat and then dried. She knocked on the door twice. It was obviously directed at her. If it wasn't a waiter, it would be easy to say, but if it was a reporter, she didn't.

If you open the door, you will definitely be accused of doing something bad. If a man and a woman alone don't open the door to a room, they are either doing something bad or preparing to do something bad.

Zhao Hongyan was troubled, and subconsciously turned around and took a look at the room. The bed was not too messy, there were no clothes scattered around, and Mo Xin was not in the room.

Well, she is alone now, even if she is photographed by reporters, it doesn't matter

Suddenly she figured it out, Zhao Hongyan took a deep breath, held the door handle and pushed it down. She carefully pushed the door open. There was no one on the left, but on the right...

She immediately covered her mouth, and Mo Xin leaned against the wall holding a large bouquet of red roses.

The tears that had dried up started to well up again. She raised her little fist and hit him on the arm with all her strength. As she hit him, she cried: "Bad guy! I told you to scare me! I told you to scare me!"

Mo Xin was startled by her sudden move. It was a surprise. Didn't you see him holding a large bouquet of conspicuous roses?

"Stop, stop, stop! What are you doing?" Mo Xin quickly released a hand, grabbed her wrist, and when he came face to face with her, he realized that her face was filled with tears.

My heart skipped a beat and I felt very distressed.

Zhao Hongyan stopped her movements, looked at Mo Xin with tears in her eyes, and said in a crying voice: "Where have you been? I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

Mo Xin put the rose in his hand on his chest and said softly: "Didn't you say that I was not sincere at all for not sending you flowers? I went to buy you flowers. Do you like it?"

Only then did Zhao Hongyan see the large bouquet in her hand, the delicate roses with water droplets rolling on them.

She burst into laughter and hugged Mo Xin. There were nearly half a meter of flowers between her breasts, and her hands could only reach his waist, unable to hold him in her arms.

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When Mo Xin saw her actions, countless tender feelings surged in his heart.

"Fool, how could I leave you? Okay, go in first, it won't be good if others see you."

Zhao Hongyan said "hmm" obediently, let go of him, and hugged his arm instead.

The two returned to the room and closed the door. Mo Xin put down the flowers and saw that the wrapping paper had become a little deformed. He sorted it out and said, "How old are you to be so impulsive?"

Zhao Hongyan stood beside him, watching his actions with tenderness on her face.

"Who told you to scare me just now?"

When Mo Xin heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Isn't this the first time I've sent flowers? I'm a little embarrassed. I haven't figured out how to tell you yet. I was walking down the street holding this bouquet of flowers just now, and I didn't even dare to pause."

"snort."

"Hongyan, do you like it?"

Mo Xin sorted out the deformed parts and looked at Zhao Hongyan face to face. There was not much height difference between the two of them, and Mo Xin could clearly see the panic flashing in Zhao Hongyan's eyes.

"I like it." Zhao Hongyan pursed her lips and smiled, "This is also the first time I accept flowers from a boy."

Whether someone gave it to someone was one thing, and whether or not to accept it was another matter. There were so many people who liked her and pursued her, but she didn't even look at it.

"As long as you like it." Mo Xin seemed to be relieved, "It's not in vain that I bought it with fear, just because I was worried that you wouldn't like it."

Zhao Hongyan smiled and said: "Actually, I prefer lilies to roses."

She likes lilies, not that many people say she is a lily swaying on the top of the mountain, but she thinks lilies are very clean and simple, not as gorgeous and charming as roses.

"Ah?" Mo Xin had a bitter look on his face, "Did you buy the wrong one? But the florist said that all the gifts for my girlfriend are roses. How about I go and change them?"

Zhao Hongyan hugged his arm and whispered: "I like whatever you give me."

After saying that, Zhao Hongyan nestled in Mo Xin's arms.

Facing Zhao Hongyan's deep affection, Mo Xin could no longer refuse.

He couldn't deceive himself, even if he didn't understand what liking meant, Zhao Hongyan was a very special existence to him. Being with her, even just seeing her smile, filled him with joy.

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"Zhao Hongyan, I like you. Mo Xin likes Zhao Hongyan!" He held the girl in his arms firmly.

"Zhao Hongyan also likes Mo Xin, I like her very much!"

Zhao Hongyan raised her head slightly and stared at Mo Xin's face tenderly. She felt that no moment had made her happier than now.

She originally thought that it would be a long time before Mo Xin's words came out, and her first love could only be a secret love. But what she didn't expect was that a scandal published by an entertainment reporter directly drew her into the relationship between the two.

The distance went from hundreds of thousands of miles to zero in an instant. At this moment, she felt happy in her heart. At this moment, she felt grateful in her heart.

As of today, the two of them have met and known each other for only a month. From strangers to knowing each other and falling in love, the progress is a bit too fast, but liking someone has nothing to do with time.

Maybe, I just looked back casually on the roadside and fell in love with it.

Maybe, just a casual remark made me fall in love.

Like does not require time to settle, because as long as you meet the right person, a look or a tone of voice will make your heart flutter.

If Zhao Hongyan didn't believe in love at first sight before meeting Mo Xin, then after meeting Mo Xin, Zhao Hongyan knew that liking someone was so simple.

Just like Mo Xin's sense of familiarity with Mo Momo for no reason, is that a feeling of liking? Or is it some other feeling?

But no matter what, it is enough that Zhao Hongyan likes Mo Xin and Mo Xin likes Zhao Hongyan.

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