"Yu Qian, I like you."
Jiang Zheng clenched his fingers into fists and his palms were covered in sweat. He stared intently at the girl in front of him, not missing her every expression.
When Yu Qian heard this sentence, her mind went blank for a moment, and the anger that had just risen suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by shock and panic.
"You... why did you suddenly say that?" Yu Qian panicked a little incoherently.
"It's not all of a sudden, I've always liked you, and I originally planned to wait until you were eighteen before confessing to you, but..."
Jiang Zheng felt that his head was about to turn green into a grassland, and the little fruit he carefully guarded, finally waited until it was about to mature, but someone dared to touch it!
"Don't change the subject, you can only choose to answer whether you like it or not." Jiang Zheng said in a fierce tone.
Yu Qian's heart was numb, and after a while she heard herself say, "This is not good..."
Jiang Zheng: "What's wrong!"
Yu Qian: "You are too young."
too small? Hearing these three words, Jiang Zheng went wild, "You haven't seen it before, why do you say I'm young, Yu Qian, you are insulting me."
Hearing Jiang Zheng's roar, Yu Qian realized that he had misunderstood something, and her face flushed instantly. How did you accidentally drive on the high speed!
"I mean, no, that's not what I mean." Yu Qian felt that her words were a bit hot, "I mean you are too young for us to fall in love."
Jiang Zheng's anger continued to rise, and he looked at Yu Qian with a sneer: "The deflated calf just got older? Why don't you look at yourself, you're not even eighteen years old, why do you still want to find someone in your thirties? Is it?"
"Yu Qian, did you really like that grandson just now, that's why you made such a perfunctory excuse."
Yu Qian was a little crazy. She really felt that Jiang Zheng was too young. She was 21 years old in her last life, and now Jiang Zheng is only 18 years old. She always has the illusion that an old cow eats tender grass. Of course, she is an old man. Cattle!
Seeing that Yu Qian didn't explain, Jiang Zheng thought she really liked the man she just met, and her heart was suddenly full of sourness. Looking at Yu Qian's specially dressed appearance, it was even more sour. overflowed.
"No! I don't like that man." Yu Qian explained loudly.
Jiang Zheng: "I don't like you and you dress up? I don't like you and are you ready to accept his confession? I don't like you and refuse me to eat with him on purpose?"
The more Jiang Zheng talked, the more angry he became, and he successfully drove himself crazy, "Yu Qian, you'd better think of a better reason for me, otherwise I... I'll beat that grandson."
What can Yu Qian say? Explain what happened in a past life? Impossible to think about.
"I swear, I really don't like him. That's a scumbag. I have a friend who was cheated on by him. I'm going to collect evidence that he has a few boats on his feet."
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