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She actually confessed to Qian Xi

Perhaps An Xiaomu's words enlightened her, so what if wishful thinking, at least it was her own wish.

"Xiao Mu, I want to tell Yang Yang my feelings." At that time, Yi Muxu's eyes were burning hot, as if she had a kind of sacred faith.Her beautiful chestnut hair fluttered in the breeze, and her crescent eyebrows revealed a dignified temperament.

An Xiaomu looked at the torn hair on the wooden comb, and felt a little distressed. She didn't know how to respond to Yi Muxuan's words. She was less likely to turn outside the confession, and she felt that it was a shame to confess thing.

"Do you think I'm impulsive?" Yi Muxu walked up to An Xiaomu and said gently, with a touch of sarcasm in her tone, but the awe gradually appeared in her words, "Xiao Mu, you Do you know? I envy you, and I respect you, you can always let me find the answer when I am at a loss."

The bright colors of the morning light lingered in the room for half the night before being replaced by shadows.

"Well, I know, it's your decision, and wandering is your growth." An Xiaomu held Yi Muxu's face with both hands, and told her her thoughts in the way of an elder.

"Sister Yi, An Xiaomu get up." Wang Yuan walked his head to the door of An Xiaomu's bedroom and found that the door was open, so he went in.

At that time, An Xiaomu's black hair was hanging loose, and her eyes were full of affection called love.And the respectful gaze of the girl in front of her became even more radiant.

"What's wrong with you?" When Yi Muxu saw Wang Yuan, he couldn't believe it. He said that last night, so he wasn't afraid that she would tell An Xiaomu about it.

The two figures on the swing are elongated by the soft light.

"I love him, even if he doesn't know it." After a while of silence, Yi Liuxuan said to the boy and girl on the swing.

"He will know, he will." An Xiaomu didn't know who she was talking to, it seemed to be to Yi Muxu or to herself.

"Xiao Kai has already asked him out for you. As for the future, we can't guarantee it." Although Wang Yuan had a pimple in his heart, he couldn't change Yi Muxu's feelings and An Xiaomu's persistence.

"Yeah." Yi Muxu waved her hand, but laughed, "You don't have to accompany me anymore, I'm sorry, go back." But she kept a secret in her heart - An Xiaomu, I can only help you Here we go.

Reluctantly pulling Wang Yuan away, An Xiaomu's gossip heart was broken.Of course she didn't know the profound meaning of Iclover.

"Wang Yuan didn't wait for me!" Wang Junkai's face tightened. He was broken at the time, but seeing the delicate atmosphere between Qian Xi and Yi Muxu, he was embarrassed to stay.

"Yang Yang, who do you like?" Yi Muxu took the vanilla cone from Yi Yang Qianxi's hand, feeling awkward and started the topic.

"Quan Zhilong, he's super handsome, and he sings a great song." As soon as he talked about his favorite male god, Yi Yang Qianxi immediately became interested, and the dimple hung on his face.

"I hate this circle, but I stepped in resolutely, because with you, I'm not afraid!" Yi Muxu's soft voice softly eroded the enthusiasm in Qianxi's chest by Qianxi's ear.She clenched her palms tightly, sweat dripped out, and her firm gaze looked into Qianxi's eyes expectantly.

After that, a pair of huge arms embraced her, and whispers echoed around their ambiguous surroundings.

"Promise me to wait for me, three years later, I will tell you the answer, okay?"

However, they don't know how long this promise has stayed in each other's hearts. They just remember that three years is not too long.

Wang Yuan still concealed everything very well, and An Xiaomu also knew clearly that she hadn't been a proper fan yet, so she appealed in her heart, wait for her, wait for her, she will do better good.

The weather has changed, it's a little chilly, and it hurts in the bones.

She suddenly wanted to grab the boy's palm and let Yu Wen reach his hand.

I vaguely remember how warm the boy's palm was.

"Why are your hands so cold?" When he wrapped his hands around hers, he could clearly describe how he felt.

Wang Yuan will take the initiative to hold her hand, even if he doesn't love her, because he is a gentle person.

"It's so warm." Although An Xiaomu's whisper was very small, it could still be heard by the boy.

"No matter how cold your temperature is, it's enough to warm me for the whole four seasons." An Xiaomu still knew that that feeling was not illusory, it could really make An Xiaomu feel deeply from the bottom of his heart.