She thought she would be able to say "I like you too" in one breath.
"These words.
But when she saw his handsome face, her words seemed to be choked in her throat, and she couldn't get a word out.
"What's wrong" she left suddenly, making him a little surprised.
"I have something to tell you."
Mu Jinjin looked down at his shoes, his heart pounding, nervous and expectant.
"Say."
"That thing is who I am, I want to tell you that I think I like me," Mu Jinjin said, stuttering nervously.
Finally, she was about to finish the whole confession, but who knew that he suddenly interrupted.
"Did you want it?"
he grabbed her little hand, grabbed her in his arms, and asked her ambiguously.
He rarely saw her blush like this.
Except in the middle of the night, when she was almost at her best.
Sure enough, it's a grinding little goblin.
Last night couldn't even satisfy her.
"No," Mu Jin was so ashamed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Where did she mean that?
She obviously wanted to confess whether it was good or not.
"What's that?"
he said, holding her little hand with ten fingers, feeling the softness of her fingers.
"I can't say it" Mu Jinjin was already easy to be shy, and he couldn't say a word when he was so angry.
"Then you write it on my hand."
He put his hand in front of her.
Mu Jinjin glanced at him and felt that this method was indeed good.
There is no need for her to say it, and there is no need to worry about embarrassment.
It's a good idea.
Mu Jinjin nodded, then put his little hand on his big palm and made a few circles with his fingers.
But she didn't write anything, she just wanted to practice her hands.
"I'll think about it before I write."
Mu Jinjin closed his eyes and thought about what he should write.
Write the words "I like you".
Wouldn't it be too vulgar Write "Meeting you is the greatest luck of my life."
"Yes Wouldn't it be too literary Write "I want you to be by my side until I grow old."
"Yes Wouldn't it be too corny Mu Jinjin thought of thousands of words in her heart, but none of them were satisfactory to her.
Just when she felt her head crack, a clever idea suddenly came to her mind.
That's right.
She can draw a heart on his hand.
He was so smart that he would have understood what she meant Mu Jinjin opened his eyes and took a deep breath, then drew on his hand with his fingers.
Stroke after stroke.
Pinch and pinch and pinch In a few moments, she finished drawing half of the heart.
But just when she wanted to draw the other half of her heart, his mobile phone suddenly rang, breaking her thoughts.
"Keep drawing."
He didn't answer the phone, but expected her to keep drawing.
Because his intuition told him that she was drawing a heart.
She was trying to tell him.
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Is she in love with him?
Indescribable excitement.
Unspeakable anticipation.
Whatever the ending, he waited for her.
Mu Jinjin originally wanted to continue painting, but the bell kept ringing, and she didn't have any Yaxing.
"You'd better answer the phone first, we'll draw later" Mu Jinjin put down his hand and turned to look at the puppy in the basket. oshow7 t1706231537: