Heart-warming 24 hours: step by step

Chapter 139 He Is My Fiance (3)

She seemed to be a little self-aware, knowing how hypocritical her expression and words were just now, seeing Molin's eyes looking back and forth at her body, Su Yao felt a little guilty in her heart, but she still tried her best to keep calm and pretended to be nonchalant hehe I smirked a few times.

Seeing the woman's eyes firmly locked on the mobile phone in her hand, with a smile on her beautiful face, she looked at Su Yao with disbelief in her eyes.

She couldn't believe what she just heard. She said so brazenly that she made a wrong call. Molin wanted to knock Su Yao's head open to see what was in it.

Maybe because she regarded Su Yao as herself, Molin shook her head helplessly, sat down beside Su Yao, and watched the picture on TV absently.

The sound of the TV was so low that it was almost difficult to hear what was said in it, but Su Yao still felt it was harsh, so she simply took a pillow to cover her head, but through the gap of the pillow, a pair of eyes sneaked a glance from time to time to the cell phone lying there.

Under the afternoon sun, the two women on the sofa seemed to have their own concerns, and neither of them spoke to break the silence.

Five minutes later, the mobile phone is still lying there quietly, but Su Yao can't sit still.In normal TV plots, the hero should call at this time, coax the heroine softly, and then be scolded fiercely by the heroine, and finally the two get back together.

However, he didn't call again. It turned out that those idol dramas on TV were all lies.

Su Yao pinched the pillow's hand slightly, her eyes seemed to burst into flames, thinking that she had already called on her own initiative, is that man a log, can't even see her obvious hint ?
The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, I couldn't help but turned over hard, and kicked a few times vigorously.It may be that the movement of turning over was too big, and it touched the mobile phone on the side, and the mobile phone slid down, and Su Yao kicked the mobile phone that was on the verge of falling.

With a sound of "pa", Mo Lin, who was originally thinking, came back to her senses in shock. Before she could speak, she saw Su Yao running towards the pile of torn things with bare feet.

"It's what you deserve, take it on yourself!" Seeing Su Yao's distraught expression, looking at her pitifully, shaking the pile of wreckage in her hands, Molin couldn't help laughing a little, but the next second she felt that she had done it to herself.

"You obviously don't think that way in your heart, why did you say that to him? Do you know that's how misunderstandings happen?" Su Yao threw the mess in her hand on the tea table, sat back on the sofa again, and stared stubbornly at with the phone case on the front.

"Molin, I feel very uncomfortable." It took a long time for Su Yao to turn her eyes to the woman's face. The woman in the sun, her facial features are still amazingly beautiful, her rosy lips are unconsciously pursed, with a hint of stubbornness, and her dark eyes are permeated With a faint sadness.

Molin had never seen Su Yao like this before. She felt a little distressed, but she didn't know what to say. She just hugged the woman tightly, trying to get rid of the innocence that was about to dissipate in her body, bit by bit retained.

In fact, she is just a fugitive of love, she clearly loves that man in her heart, but she still refuses to admit it herself.

(End of this chapter)