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Chapter 118 [121] ​​Ambiguous Answer
Tang Mogu lowered his head with some guilt: "Someone treats guests to dinner."

"A man?"

nod.

"Boyfriend?"

Shaking his head hastily.

"Then, who else is there besides you?"

"No, it's just me."

one person?Mo Yan thought about it for a while, and he figured out what the situation should be: "Who is the other party?"

"A brother from the same department as you."

"What did you say?" Mo Yan pressed.

This question is so embarrassing to Tang Mogu, I can’t tell the great god that she just rejected a boy’s love, will this be suspected of narcissism?
So, Tang Mogu simply bowed his head and remained silent.

Seeing that Tang Mogu was silent, Mo Yan changed the question: "Do you like him?"

"I don't like it, I rejected him just now." Tang Mogu hastily denied.

It seemed that she felt Mo Yan smiled.Looking up, Mo Yan's smiling lips and eyes suddenly appeared in front of him. His fingers combed her drooping black hair one after another, and the distance between the bodies was unknowingly inseparable.

A soft voice suddenly sounded above her head: "Then do you like me?"

In an instant, Tang Mo Gu seemed suddenly transported to the North Pole by air, and froze for a moment.

Do you like Mo Yan?
Tang Mogu recalled the amazement and shock in his heart when he met Mo Yan for the first time; the awe-inspiring experience of helping her abuse the exclusive counselor and cooking for her in Changzhou, the way he defended her when he met Xiao Feng, and letting him treat her Make some ambiguous moves, and she will only stiffen her body, blush and her heartbeat will speed up.

Mo Yan has always been an unattainable image in her heart.He is a master, with excellent grades and elegant temperament. He meets and contacts again and again. Although there is some affection between men and women towards him, she always keeps her away from him.

Because of her lack of self-confidence and a little inferiority complex, she never dared to tell herself blatantly what you really think in her heart, and she couldn't get the same return.

She didn't dare to have extravagant hopes, and she didn't dare to pursue, because she felt that falling in love with Mo Yan was like a moth flying into a flame, seeking to perish.

But now Mo Yan asked her personally, do you like him?
Her answer is undoubtedly yes, she likes Mo Yan with a kind of reverence.

Nodded: "I like it." Since you asked, then answer him, even though the result is already doomed.

Although Tang Mogu spoke calmly, her heart was already beating like thunder. This liking was equivalent to her confessing to Mo Yan in disguise.

His smile grew stronger, he put down her hair, embraced her with both arms, and held her in his arms.For the first time, she breathed the fragrance of her hair so openly.

tom!tom!tom!
Mo Gu could feel her heart beating violently, her face was flushed, but her whole head was buried in Mo Yan's chest, Mo Yan's refreshing breath surrounded her, and the tip of her nose was hot.

"Are you sure?" He chuckled.

"Sure." An extremely positive answer.

"Then say again that you like me and call me by my name." The soft and clear voice lingered in her ears, as if someone was using his own beauty to perform some kind of legendary trick.

Tang Mogu shyly rubbed against Mo Yan's chest. It took her a lot of courage to just say that she likes it. If she was asked to say it again, she would die of a heartbeat.She looked up: "You haven't told me whether you like me or not."

Mo Yan hugged her tightly again, pressed her head into his chest again, and said with a low smile, "What do you think?"

An ambiguous answer.

(End of this chapter)