School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 220 I broke up with him
The more I love, the more I want to love with dignity, the more I can't admit that it's his wishful thinking all the time.

"..."

Silent and speechless, Nangong Han finally stepped forward and left without making any statement from the beginning to the end.

Most Qiyue stood there, staring at his back with sorrowful eyes until it disappeared into his pupils...

Turning around, all the strength in her body seemed to be drained, looking at the empty bedroom, the bits and pieces of the past with him were playing in her mind, and each scene hurt her heart.

A stack of photos on the table came into view, it seemed that a woman was naturally sensitive, and there seemed to be a ray of light that attracted her to approach, and the closer she got, the more tense her body felt.

At the bar, she was wearing a dancer's clothes, drinking wine and dancing sexy and enchanting; a photo of her standing upside down, looking back and smiling, her facial features are really clear, and there is a photo of He Feng Yimo on the street, Originally, Feng Yimo just took off his coat for her, but he was photographed very ambiguously!

Even with Feng Yimo's back on her back, the angle was intentionally ambiguous.

The photos in his hand were scattered all over the place, and he was so shocked that he couldn't regain his senses in July. It turned out that Nangong Han knew about it. Who took these photos?An Ruojing must have done it, what a shame!
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The next day, Zuo Qiyue woke up in a daze, and found that the bedroom was still empty. Nangong Han hadn't come back all night, and she felt extremely lost in her heart.

There is no such kind of treatment anymore, she can only leave the castle slowly, and walk on the sidewalk. In the cold winter, the trees on both sides are still straight and orderly, standing proudly, with round trunks, accompanied only by a few green leaves, showing a as lonely as she is.

"July……."

A car slowly followed her, Feng Yimo rolled down the window, stuck out his head, and called her softly.

"Yimo, why did you come here?" It seemed that Feng Yimo's family lived here, right?
"Hehe, I'm here to pick you up to school, get in the car." Feng Yimo said, stopped the car, opened the door, pulled the door, and invited the confused most July in.

"Thank you." The car drove slowly on the boulevard, with sidewalks on both sides and many trees planted. This road is very spacious, and there are not many vehicles passing by at ordinary times.

"Little fool."

"You and Han, how are you?" Feng Yimo drove the car seriously, asking as if he didn't care.

When Nangong Han was mentioned, Qiyue felt her heart was suffocated, she was really indifferent, knowing that she was a Lu Chi, but now she was really indifferent to her, it was really hurtful.

"I broke up with him." With her head lowered, she continued to be puzzled: "He knows about you behind my back, and the photos in the bar."

Feng Yimo was stunned, his eyes were complicated, and soon, a deep smile appeared on his lips, and he freed up a hand to hold her slightly cold little hand, most restlessly trying to break free in Qiyue, as if not Useless.

"July, isn't this very good? Han is so rude to you and restricts your personal freedom. Don't you think being with him is boring?"

Feng Yimo's tone was extremely gentle, what he said was right, she thought so before, but why can't she think about it now.

Lowering her eyelashes, she remained silent for a long time.

"July, let's be together, I will take care of you." Feng Yimo tightened his hand, as if he wanted to rub her into his palm.

"Uh...." Su Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, and pulled out her hand in a panic, her heart beating faster: "Yimo, I...I...I'm sorry, I..."

(End of this chapter)