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Looking at Jiang Yuanchuan's cautious appearance, Song Yaxuan couldn't help laughing.
She was cautious, for fear of provoking his appearance, so cute.
songyaxuan"It's not that I don't like it"
Song Yaxuan raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.
Jiang Yuanchuan was also stunned when he looked at Song Yaxuan. He had just turned black and was about to die. Now that he was fine, he changed his face in a blink of an eye.
jiangyuanchuan"Then do you like it?"
Jiang Yuanchuan asked curiously.
Forget it, for the sake of his good looks, just reluctantly don't care about him in general.
But Jiang Yuanchuan still couldn't help but be a little curious about Song Yaxuan.
Song Yaxuan really said it, and he didn't make it clear.
When it came to the piano, he was the one with the darkest face. It was him who said "it's not that he doesn't like it" first, it was him.
So, does he like it? Or not?
It was rare that Song Yaxuan did not put his eyes on Jiang Yuanchuan, but looked into the distance with a long-term vision.
The dark eyes vaguely reflected something in the distance.
It's a bit bleak.
There was no light in his eyes.
It was a dead silence, with no vitality to speak of.
jiangyuanchuan"What do you mean by counting?"
jiangyuanchuan"If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it."
Jiang Yuanchuan stared straight at Song Yaxuan. For a while, he was reluctant to look away.
Song Yaxuan looks very good, this is Jiang Yuanchuan's evaluation of Song Yaxuan in his mind at the moment.
A teenager is a teenager after all. Even if there is no youth in his eyes that should have light, the youthful spirit around him is still full.
He is just a child who is not yet an adult.
Song Yaxuan hooked his lips with interest.
There was some banter in the tone.
songyaxuan"Then what about you to Zhang Zhenyuan?"
Song Yaxuan turned his attention to Jiang Yuanchuan again, and then said.
songyaxuan"Don't like it?"
Although there is only one word difference between like and dislike, the meaning is really different.
jiangyuanchuan"This, can this be compared?"
Jiang Yuanchuan blushed a little and turned his head away, not because Song Yaxuan looked at him.
I was obviously talking about the piano, but why did I talk about her?
How could Zhang Zhenyuan be shot while lying down?
songyaxuan"Huh? No, did you say that?"
songyaxuan"If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it."
songyaxuan"So, do you like it or not?"
Song Yaxuan asked again, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
jiangyuanchuan"You are you, I am me"
jiangyuanchuan"Different"
Jiang Yuanchuan obviously did not want to answer Song Yaxuan's question.
Jiang Yuanchuan didn't like it now, but it didn't mean that she wouldn't like it in the future. After all, Zhang Zhenyuan was also one of the male protagonists. As long as she needed to attack the male protagonist, she would change her heart.
If he said something he didn't like to Song Yaxuan now, he would probably be lying soon.
Song Yaxuan was a little joking, and answered softly.
songyaxuan"Your big truth doesn't work for you, does it?"
As if he had found a breakthrough, Jiang Yuanchuan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Song Yaxuan.
Song Yaxuan was amused by Jiang Yuanchuan's appearance.
Song Yaxuan still asked with a smile.
Song Yaxuan really wants to break the casserole and ask to the end.
