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Chang Mingluo was the first person to go home at his own birthday party, which is one of the reasons why he was able to drive Feng Zhen home when the others started drinking together.

Both of them were silent, and they both wanted to say something in the face of today's gathering, but they didn't know how to say it.The lights on the road hit the car glass, and afterimages passed by, like the reflection fragments of a monkey fishing for the moon, but much warmer.

"You also met Zhu Mo's man today. He is nine years older than Zhu Mo. Before, everyone, including himself, thought they couldn't go far." Chang Mingluo stopped the car immediately before the red light at the intersection, touched Holding the steering wheel and exhaling, "It's been almost ten years now."

Feng Zhen swallowed, and glanced at him, "...Tell me about this kind of thing, is it really alright?"

Chang Mingluo didn't care much about it, "Isn't this kind of gossip just discussed behind Liren's back?"

"Not necessarily." Feng Zhen thought of something again, and sat in the co-pilot silly, "Hey, what sister Jing said, did you occasionally flip through the president's articles before? Then what was your mentality at that time?"

"...a feeling of superiority." Chang Mingluo waited for the people in front to pass before slowly turning the steering wheel, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "For example, the second idiot with a sperm and a brain will definitely not be me."

"Then what do you like about me?" Feng Zhen suddenly looked sideways at him.

We are seven years apart, and we have missed a threshold of society.If... If we can really achieve a positive result, do you think we can go far?Do you still remember that you said you liked me first?Do you know that I like you now... Maybe Feng Zhen will think about these questions when he is awake.But now his mind is a little confused, his thoughts are in a ball, and he is so blocked that he feels sleepy.

Chang Mingluo paused, half of his face was sunk in the shadow of the night, "The voice and the appearance."

sound?looks?All are just part of a person.So now, do you like me?

Didn't have time to ask this question.

Feng Zhen was caught off guard and slept in Chang Mingluo's new Maybach, as if nothing would bother him.Chang Mingluo turned off the car very lightly, holding his mobile phone to ponder over the text messages sent to him by several people tonight, still puzzled, or should he be flattered?

Chang Mingluo looked at Feng Zhen with his chin resting on the steering wheel. It was slightly different from his usual appearance. His eyes were almost motionless like glass beads. He asked lightly, "Do you like me like this?"

Chang Mingluo has always known his usual appearance, probably—not very flattering.He is very moody, has many problems, and his attitude towards life is mostly free-wheeling, without too much style, but it may not make people feel very comfortable.In comparison, it is easier to accept the state of full-hearted work.He doesn't care about ordinary people's impression of him, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know.To put it bluntly, it can barely be evaluated as "the gold and jade are outside, and the rot is inside".

A series of text messages on the screen of the mobile phone were marked with the names of Jin Qintangjing and Lan Kun.Different from Jing Jing's caring, Jin Qin's violent caring for decades, Lan Kun is more like taking pleasure in other's misfortune, and the rare chatter shows that he was not serious before.Chang Mingluo was too lazy to make a summary and summary, so he got out of the car and called Zhu Mo.It was Lan Kun who answered the phone, and Chang Mingluo realized what had happened after arguing with him for a long time.

He gently opened the car door, and under the bright moonlight, he couldn't help but look at Feng Zhen carefully before he woke up, "I don't understand why you only like the messy part of my life."

The effect of alcohol made Feng Zhen sleep on the bed until morning.

Chang Mingluo wore a formal attire that was not too complicated, knocked lightly but continuously on the door of his room that was already open, and asked him with the attitude that Feng Zhen couldn't handle, "Would you like to go out on a date with me? "

Feng Zhen lay on the bed and thought, Chang Mingluo's state might be the last thing he could refuse.

I didn't realize it before, but in order to maintain this serious and elite style, Chang Mingluo wears some makeup on his face.The effect is like a sharpened picture in photoshop. The originally not very sharp lines have been retouched, showing an attractive appearance like a polished sword.

Feng Zhen was sitting in the car thinking wildly, according to the rule of beginning and end, if he wants to break up with me today, should I cry with him, make trouble and hang myself?

Lan Kun’s advice to him is to think carefully, liking Chang Mingluo is probably like being sick: at first, I thought it was good and fresh to be sick and have a holiday, even though I was sick, I was still full of passion and felt that I would be able to survive it, but when it came In the end, all patience will be worn away little by little. Sooner or later, your curiosity and freshness towards him will be exhausted, and then all your good feelings will be worn away in his minor problems.These can happen, he said, you need to know and be prepared.

Everyone seems to think that Feng Zhen's liking for Chang Mingluo is to tolerate him, and even the little golden retriever in the studio said after a preliminary understanding of the situation, "No, boss, it's because you haven't seen an ordinary girl before." , will be hanged on this sycamore tree, can't you give yourself a little more chance at a young age?"

What's the matter with closing the opportunity?

Feng Zhen thought, I just like him, I like him as he is.