Bend yourself and the great God HE

Well, don't like boys, no lie.

Qiao Yun asked again: "Then the person you said before was also a fake?"

"That's not true." Mo Ran replied, "That's true, I did confess my love, but..."

He smiled and continued, "It's in the game."

Qiao Yun frowned, his mood was like riding a roller coaster, falling from the clouds to the bottom in an instant.

He stopped talking.

Mo Ran took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "I like him, but I dare not say it, only dare to confess it in the game."

Damn it, Qiao Yun regrets asking Mo Ran this question.

After knowing the answer, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Why, why don't you charge forward." Qiao Yun was so numb that there was no expression on his face.

Mo Ran looked at him and replied, "Because I'm afraid it's too sudden and he won't be able to accept it."

Qiao Yun asked again: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Mo Ran walked up to him and stood side by side with him, "I'm trying, I've been working hard, but he doesn't seem to have eyes, he can't see what I've done for him."

At this point, Qiao Yun gave up and stopped asking Mo Ran anything about his confession object.

But Mo Ran opened up the chatterbox and said, "Do you know why I only do things but don't talk about them?"

Qiao Yun thought to himself, I know shit.

"It's none of my business." He glanced at Mo Ran abruptly.

Mo Ran said, "What if it's related to you?"

Qiao Yun's heart tightened for a moment, "What you don't like is... Ai Yun?"

The only girl who can relate to him is Ai Yun.

Mo Ran frowned suddenly, paused for a few seconds, raised his hand and poked Qiao Yun's head: "What are you thinking, how could it be Ai Yun, she and I only have the enemy's gunpowder, no electricity, okay?"

Hiss, Qiao Yun rubbed his head: "Speak as you speak, don't touch your hands."

It's also true, the last time Moran and Ai Yun fought for wine, the viciousness was wave after wave.

Qiao Yun wanted to ask who Mo Ran was, but on second thought, it's better not to ask, the current answer is enough for him to suffer all night.

But in the end, he still couldn't help asking Mo Ran a question that drove him crazy: "What do you like about her?"

Mo Ran tilted his head: "You don't know?"

Qiao Yun closed his eyes: "Should I know?"

"Okay, I lost to you." Mo Ran said, "I like his face and temper. Have you ever heard that it's the face that makes you fall in love at first sight, and the right temper when the love deepens."

"—He has a very temper, I'm cheap."

"..."

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Mo Ran's mouth.

Qiao Yun suddenly felt that he was blind and fell in love with such a superficial man as Mo Ran.

"Cheap, it's pretty cheap." Qiao Yun gave him a white look.

Mo Ran hummed: "Bad, but I'm happy."

This night is the last night of military training, after tonight, half a month of military training will officially end.

When getting into the car the next day, Qiao Yun and his teammates wanted to thank Instructor Zhang.

To them, although Instructor Zhang is fierce, he is indeed an instructor that everyone likes.

But they couldn't find the instructor.

Mo Ran came over and said to everyone, "Get in the car, you won't find him."

Qiao Yun asked, "Why?"

Mo Ran pursed her lips and shook her head: "Believe it or not, he must be hiding in a corner and looking at you now. Based on my previous experience, he has tears in his eyes now, because he is afraid of parting, and he is also afraid of crying when parting."

"So you know where he is?" Qiao Yun asked again.

"I know." Mo Ran said, "But don't bother him, let him feel sad alone, it will be fine after a while."

Everyone burst into tears immediately.

After getting in the car, the whole car was full of crying, it was so noisy.

Qiao Yun rubbed his ears, and asked Mo Ran: "Have you met Instructor Zhang, did you thank him for me?"

Mo Ran nodded: "Must, he took care of you so much and asked me to give you a sentence."

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Yun rubbed himself up from the car seat in an instant.

Mo Ran grabbed the hem of his clothes, motioned him to sit down and said.

Qiao Yun was in a hurry: "Tell me quickly, what did Instructor Zhang want you to bring me?"

Mo Ran smiled, pulled him closer, and whispered in Qiao Yun's ear, "Instructor Zhang said, 'Mo Ran Qiao Yun, I wish you two happiness.'"

"..." Qiao Yun recalled, "Let's beat you!"

The second day after the military training was over, Mo Ran went to work part-time in an Internet cafe as usual, and Qiao Yun slept in the dormitory for a day and a night until Sunday morning.

Moran still knocked on the door of 504, and La Qiaoyun got up.

"Why, let me sleep for two more days." Qiao Yun opened his eyes and looked at Moran with his messy blond hair.

This look scared him soberly.

"I'll go, you're on a blind date, are you dressed so handsomely?"

Mo Ran stood upright beside his bed, raised her jaw and said, "You're handsome, I think it's okay."

Is it okay question?

For the first time, Mo Ran wore a white shirt with a light-colored sweater.

The problem is the light color!

A person who has always worn only dark-colored clothes now wears light-colored clothes.

What's even worse is that after half a month of military training, Mo Ran is even whiter than him.

Originally, Qiao Yun's complexion was two shades paler than Moran's, and it became more noticeable if he was a little darker. After the military training, Qiao Yun discovered that he was two shades darker than Moran.

Mo Ran's white shirt made his complexion even whiter.

hiss--

He stared at it for a long time: "Moran, did someone tell you that you might be suitable for wearing red."

Mo Ran's face froze for an instant, "Get up", and then said after a pause, "When I get married, I will definitely wear red, and I will buy red for you too."

"Ah bah." Qiao Yun glanced at him, got off the bed, and said, "Unless the person you want to marry is me, I'll marry you in red."

"Really?" Mo Ran laughed.

After Qiao Yun put on his shoes, he turned around and pinched his chin: "Yes, but the prerequisite for marrying you is that you must be a woman."

After speaking, he blinked his eyelashes lightly, shook off Mo Ran with a smile, and turned to get clothes from the closet.

He continued ramblingly: "It's a pity, I'm a straight man, and I won't be able to marry you in this life. Otherwise, I must let you try my strength."

"What's so great?" Mo Ran put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin and looked at Qiao Yun who was changing clothes.

The bare back has beautiful lines.

Qiao Yun put his clothes on his head, turned around and said, "Jiangjiang is very dry."