Mu Yazhe's eyes were bright and his face was angry: "I never said you were a chess piece!"

"But you can get engaged to a so-called" chess piece ", but you can't give me a proper name. In your eyes, I'm not even as good as a chess piece!"

Cloud poetry sneers, a rhetorical question, mu Yazhe's face immediately gloomy and down.

It's freezing in an instant.

"What do you mean?"

Cloud poetry hook lips a smile, trying to maintain calm, can escape the voice of the throat, but with a slight shudder: "muyazhe, I like you, you? Do you like me? "

He opened his lips slightly, but could not make a sound.

"Like" two words but die in the throat, unable to say.

He has always been arrogant and arrogant. In front of the woman he likes, he can't say "like" frankly.

Seeing that he was silent, the smile on his face was slightly cool.

"Then I'll tell you! I like you! If I like you and recognize you, can I hold my heart out to you?! But you, can you? "

He can.

But in my heart, I want to say something to my lips, but I can't pronounce any syllable.

Muyazhe stared at her dead, and for a moment there was no voice.

"Do you know who I just met?"

Yunshi 's face was a little pale, and his eyelashes were gradually lowered. A flash of loss occurred in his eyes, and he was unable to say: "I met Song Enya. She accused me in the face of all people with righteous words, and ridiculed me as Yunshi raised her eyes and looked at him with a white face.

Two pairs of time collide in the air.

She looked at him and suddenly bullied him closer. She leaned close to him and raised her hand to gently point his chest with her fingertips.

There, it was his sonorous and powerful heartbeat.

"I want you here. Can you give it to me?"

A pair of handsome eyes of muyazhe stared at her for a moment.

Yun Shishi's throat is dry, and once again he asked, "I want to love the hope is right, can you give me?"

His silence from the beginning to the end gradually frustrated her. Yun Shishi laughed at himself and thought that those out of control questioning voices were ridiculous.

Speaking of his heart?

In his mind, she is really just a chess piece that comes and goes as soon as she moves?

"What does marriage mean to me, you know? If you can't even give me a proper identity, why should I like you? "

"I don't want to like you any more!" he said

A word is like a cold thorn, deep into the flesh and blood. At that moment, his heart seems to be penetrated by a sharp sword.

Doesn't she like him anymore?

How can a damned woman talk to herself like this?

She won't like him. Is he sure?

Muyazhe stood there, his tall and proud figure frozen like petrifaction, his face cold as ice, his eyes, only fear and shame.

Yunshishi can't stand his silence. He turns around and wants to leave!

He reached for her, held her arm tightly, and pulled her back.