Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 460: The Low-key Point We Want to Eat

"Relax, how could I make her my bridesmaid."

"..."

Lausanne walked away. She silently looked at the pond in front of her. The moonlight was cold and gloomy, her heart was like this pond.

It turned out that what Ye Chuen said was true. The average annual Ting will break up with Leng Shuang, really because Murong Cheng threatened with suicide.

She could imagine that the two loving people were preparing to get engaged, but suddenly had to separate.

Leng Shuangwei was deeply in love, so he never found a boyfriend. Did Jun Ting's heart not fit that year?

Besides, Feng Jia really hated her so much.

Although she guessed something, it was another thing to really say it from someone else's mouth.

Like icy acupuncture, these people are the elders who are respected by the average year.

She thought she was a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water. It turned out not yet, because she cared about that person, so she cared about their vision.

She didn't know how long she had stood.

Until the voice of Junting Nian came from behind him, "Since your call is finished, why don't you go outside and stand still, cold."

She looked back, and before he could see his face clearly, he took the scarf and hung it directly around her neck, winding it around.

"..."

"That's fine, it won't freeze if it's cold," Nian Junting looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.

Lausanne looked up at the smile on the corner of his lips, speechless, "Are you sure you didn't hang it on my neck because it was too hot?"

"Just allow you to tease me, can't I tease you," Nian Junting kicked off his shoes, "I still wear cashmere socks inside."

If it was before, Lausanne would laugh, but now he can't laugh.

"What's wrong with you, are you jealous? Didn't you tell me not to be jealous?" Nian Junting put her arms around her waist. "I'm just afraid of you being jealous. Just try not to talk to Shuangwei ..."

"It's still so frosty, it's really sweet," Lausanne pouted.

"You have to be jealous of this," said the young average tinger, and said, "Okay, I will call her cold frost afterwards, but you see, it's all other people's homes. We are jealous and low-key."

"Forget it, just go in and stand outside all the time, it doesn't feel polite," Lausanne sighed, and it wasn't really her uncomfortable place.

"Okay, we're almost done with rice anyway, and we'll leave after a while," Nian Junting smiled and took her shoulders and walked inside.

After entering, everyone looked at them, and Leng Shuang looked at them straight.

Ji Chuan said: "It's still early, should you sing, I haven't sang for a long time."

"You go, we won't go," said Jun Ting, "I just came back from Australia yesterday, and I have another day's work today, so tired."

Lausanne glanced at him strangely, and he would rarely make excuses. If he changed to the usual time, he would definitely say that you would not understand without a woman's bed.

She used to be annoyed by his show-off character. He didn't show off so much tonight, but she felt uncomfortable.

"You will be tired, too," Ji Chuan said.

"You haven't recovered from your injury, so go out and toss it less, and go to bed early," Ning Junting said to Xiao Xi: "We're going, you can't go."

Xiao had drunk the most, his tongue trembled, and Feng Dad said, "He hasn't finished drinking with me yet, just let Shuang Wei take him home."

"Rest assured, I'll send the uncle brother back, I didn't drink," Leng Shuang raised his eyes slightly and looked at the average annual Ting.

(End of this chapter)