The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet (MTL)

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    When Wen Li heard him talk about what happened two years ago, he would feel ashamed for a while.

    "Why am I crying..." She grabbed the quilt with her hands, and seemed a little hard to say, "Who wasn't young and glass-hearted."

    Song Yan looked at her flatly.

    "So you liked him." The man stated, paused for a few seconds, and then calmly said, "If you don't have feelings for him now, it's nothing to admit, it's all over."

    Wen Li: "No, I didn't..."

    "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." He loosened her waist, reached out and tucked the quilt for her, "Good night."

    Then he turned his back and turned off the bedside lamp.

    Wen Li opened her lips.

    Compared to letting people know that she was so vulnerable that she was scolded and cried by netizens' bad comments, it seemed more embarrassing for people to misunderstand that she liked Lu Ming.

    Wen Li, who is desperate for face, will never allow Song Yan to misunderstand that she likes that garbage, which is simply insulting her vision and connotation.

    She jumped up from the bed, with her hands and feet hard, she rolled over him like a puppy, then climbed to the other side of him, forcibly facing the person.

    Song Yan was a little surprised: "What is this for?"

    Wen Li pulled the corners of her lips and explained loudly in the dark: "I was crying in anger! I was crying in anger!"

    "..."

    Wen Li thought more and more The more angry, the more he talked, the more angry he complained to Song Yan: "This piece of trash has a girlfriend and I'm chasing CP with me. Before the hype, I asked Sister Dan to ask him, and he said he was single. Well, he turned out to be I have been talking with Zheng Xueding for several years. I was scolded by him for half a year. If Sister Dan persuaded me that everyone was in the circle, I could not see you when I looked up, and my career was not stable at that time. Come down, it’s not good to tear it directly, let me endure it, it will be fine after a while, I have already made him crippled!”

    "If I knew that he had been talking with Zheng Xue for several years at that time, I would rather not earn the money from those CP fans. The big deal is to become popular in a few years."

    Song Yan didn't speak for a long time, and Wen Li couldn't see his face now. What is his expression, a little dejected: "Hey, you don't believe me either?"

    "No."

    After he said this, Wen Li suddenly felt his warm breath hitting his face and was approaching little by little.

    She ducked back subconsciously. Song Yan slept by the side of the bed. When she crawled over, she actually had only one crevice in the bed to lie on. Half of her body was hanging in the air, and she fell off the bed as soon as she fell down.

    Wen Li exclaimed, Song Yan called her name in a panic, turned on the light, and saw her lying on the ground, her face wrinkled.

    Song Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed and laughed.

    "Laugh your ass, you." She growled fiercely.

    Song Yan got out of bed and picked her up: "Where did you fall?" "Nonsense." Wen Li lay on the bed and pointed to the back of her head, her voice weak, "I may have     a

    concussion."

A big hand immediately reached up and massaged her.

    After rubbing it a few times, it really got better. Wen Li felt a little pain in the tail vertebra, but that place was a little sensitive, so she stretched out her hand and pressed it.