Are you dating online, miss?

When he woke up early the next morning, He Lu touched the phone next to the bed, and clicked on Weibo habitually.

A Dumu liked this Weibo——

[@晋江迷鹿: Immortal Edward!He fell into Lily's pit without hesitation!I slip and kneel 1000 meters ballball everyone go to Kangkang [流泪][流泪][流泪]//@姬到世界偶息V: It’s been a long time since I made a video of the general attack, it’s not easy to find the right person, eight passes!This beautiful lady producer is really aggressive, I'm already bent to a dead end [bad smile] Shou, or those familiar faces, this video is mainly about the producer lady [Jiquan LES Drama Mixed Cut/ Towards the plot/half-month serenade/Sadomasochism BE][Link]]

"...???"

what's the situation?

He Lu's drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he opened his eyes wide, thinking that he was having hallucinations, and rubbed his eyes roughly.

Likes are still there.

It’s over.

it's over, it's over...

She put away the phone, couldn't help but thug with Heshen style, and slapped her right hand a few times with her left hand. Why can't she control this hand and have to forward it.

Now that Mo Yiyi saw her retweeted it, and even liked it, it would be hard for him to hide his indirect nature.

So in the future, what position should she use to express intimacy?

Without the camouflage of friendship, would even an ordinary arm-stretch be regarded as having an ulterior motive?

He Lu was paralyzed on the bed, his limbs stretched out, and his whole body was written in capital letters, life is loveless.

But the phone rang, and when I took a look, it was Mo Yiyi who was difficult to face at this time.

He Lu cleared his throat, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Hey……"

"Haven't gotten up yet?" The voice on the other end was clear and clean, panting slightly, followed by the sound of drinking water, "Are you starting the Spring Festival holiday?"

"Yes, it started playing yesterday." He Lu specially reminded, "I sent you a message yesterday."

Maybe you forgot.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Sorry, sorry." Mo Yiyi apologized kindly.

After waking up early, she ran casually in the hotel's gym for half an hour. At this moment, fine beads of sweat ooze from her forehead. She picks up a towel and wipes it off. She feels refreshed and full of anticipation——

Thanks to the Weibo that He Lu liked last night, she couldn't help feeling a little bit more hopeful in her heart. Since He Lu can accept it and still likes the video of pulling mother-in-law, does it mean that she doesn't like the love between women so much? Repulsion, or even acceptance?

Mo Yiyi has never been short of people to pursue, no matter men or women.

Therefore, how to chase others is still a blind spot for her.

But she doesn't mind, and it can even be said that she is quite eager to chase He Lu.

Mo Yiyi picked up the sports water bottle, unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head slightly, drank some water, and tightened the bottle cap while smiling in the direction of the earpiece of the Bluetooth headset: "Didn't you say last time that there is nothing wrong with that film and television city in Shanghai?" What do you mean, how about it, are you interested in coming to the set to play?"

She then mentioned the names of several celebrities, all of whom are relatively popular nowadays.

"——these are from the fantasy crew next door, you can see them when you come."

He Lu muttered in a low voice: "I don't chase stars..."

Mo Yiyi's heart moved slightly, and that tentative thought emerged again.

She said softly: "And me."

"..."

What's the matter with the illusion of being coaxed?

He Lu held his face and stroked his hot cheeks. He couldn't help but think that he would fall in love with her. It's not because of his lack of concentration, but because Mo Yiyi clearly exudes charm all the time.

She thought so sweetly and astringently in her heart.

Then a sentence floated out from the receiver:

"Are you coming?"

The company usually works a lot of overtime, but fortunately, the Spring Festival holiday is very sufficient, up to 25 days.

At this time, most of the other companies have not yet had holidays, and the holidays are also accepted on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, which is regarded as an employee benefit.

This year, my grandmother was seriously ill. After recovering from the serious illness, my health was not very good, so I went back to the old house in the southern countryside to recuperate.

Therefore, the family decided to go back to their hometown in the south this year for the Chinese New Year, and now Father He will have another three days off.

Visit class! ! !

He Lu had only seen this word in entertainment news before, but he never thought that one day he would be able to use it on himself.

She invited two girlfriends to the mall to buy new clothes and some suitable gifts for Mo Yiyi.

"...Then what does your mysterious friend like, tell me." Fang Yun followed behind He Lu and Zhao Ziyi, his eyes gliding through various brand stores with no interest.

This question really made He Lu feel embarrassed.

Mo Yiyi is not short of money, and after several contacts, she has a deep understanding of it.

It's too bad if you buy ordinary gifts for fear that she won't like them, and they still take up space when you put them away.

He Lu put aside the matter of the gift first, and instead accompanied Zhao Ziyi to pick up a gift for her boyfriend's mother.

A few days ago, Zhao Ziyi said to her boyfriend that the two of them would meet their parents during the Spring Festival this year, and the etiquette should not be less, so He Lu's invitation was just what she wanted.

At this moment, the three of them came to the mature women's clothing section and looked at each other. They had never touched these brands when buying clothes, so it was not clear which one to go in now.

Zhao Ziyi took the lead in walking into the well-kept display area, carefully choosing which model was suitable, and He Lu went over to watch it dutifully.

She commented: "Does your future in-laws have fair skin? Dark green sweaters don't perform well on dull skin or dark skin. It's better to choose a gray temperament, which is versatile and not easy to make mistakes."

When Zhao Ziyi heard this, she glanced to the other side, where a medium gray sweater with flat stitch was hanging, she took it off for comparison, and nodded: "It's really better, I'll listen to you."

He Lu smiled slightly, and was thinking of going downstairs to buy a sweater for Mo Yiyi from a younger and more fashionable brand later.

"Hey, Ziyi, you and your boyfriend are progressing so fast, you will see your parents in less than half a year." Fang Yun was very emotional about this, "I didn't expect you to be the first to get married in our third school."

Zhao Ziyi glanced at her with a smile: "Farewell, maybe you are faster than me, who made your boyfriend the youngest, and the two families are family friends, it is really easy for you to talk about marriage in minutes. "

The two laughed and you said something to me, and I replied to you.We talked about whether the wedding is indoors or outdoors, which is more comfortable, 18K or 24K, and what style the wedding room is decorated in.

He Lu was thinking about what color and style of sweater to buy in his head.

"Lulu, what about you?"

He Lu was suddenly involved in the topic, and he pulled away from the scene of matching Mo Yiyi's clothes in his mind in a daze, and replied: "Me, what should I do?"

"You and your mysterious friend, how is the progress? If you develop faster, the three of us might get married together."

marry?

... get married.

It was mentioned suddenly, and she once again realized how secretive this one-pointed relationship was.

so what?

The smile on He Lu's face froze for a moment, and then gently spread from the corners of his lips.

"--talk later."