I Love You Every Time You Play

Yan Anzhen felt that she was crazy.

From the surprise on the first side, to the goodwill in contact, to the constant heartbeat of Fengcheng, the confirmation of the heart after returning home, to the present sufferings, nothing was expected by her.

What is the end of this relationship? She thought for so long and sensibly told her to stay away from Jiang Youshu, but in reality she just wanted to hold this fairy firmly in her arms and not let anyone see it, especially Chen Xiaoshi.

She seemed to split into two people.

One is inside and one is outside.

The person inside shouted loudly: "Keep your distance! Keep your distance! Keep your distance!"

The person outside said to Chen Xiaoshi one sentence after another: "In order to take care of me, Yuanyuan came to my house every night to cook for me, but she is actually a person who is very afraid of trouble. She probably never bought it in your dormitory. Let's go back and make the dishes?" She didn't know that she used to be careful to let the flow go so naturally and so handily.

She has never been a saint, and she has no high-spirited sentiment. She also has her own careful thoughts, and she has people who she wants to get desperately.

She seemed... almost couldn't help it.

The opposite Chen Xiaoshi was really stunned. He didn't hear what Yan Anzhen said. He nodded and said, "Yes, Jiang Jiang has never cooked in the dormitory. I always thought Jiang Jiang would not cook because of them. My family is rich, I think there should be a nanny to do these things."

Yan Anzhen nodded slightly, her eyes were very quiet, and the lake was clear. You had to look in carefully to see her smile hidden deep in the bottom.

In the first round, she won.

However, this smile didn’t last long. When Chen Xiaoshi picked up some cold dishes and took a bite of cucumber, he said to Jiang Youshu: "Jiang Jiang, you cook so delicious, I have not tasted it, I want to try it once. Well~"

After speaking, she gestured to Yang Huihui with her eyes.

Yang Huihui was rarely clever, and then nodded and said: "I want to try it too."

Yan Anzhen who dug a hole for herself: "..."

She lowered her eyes expressionlessly and saw that Jiang Youshu's cup next to her was empty. She naturally picked up the kettle and refilled her. After pouring, she gently lifted her eyelids, and watched coldly as she was still in the middle of her mind. Jiang Youshu is thoughtful, and her voice is gentle, just like normal. People who are not familiar with her can't hear her strange: "Yuanyuan, what do you think?"

"Ah? What?" Jiang Youshu came back to his senses, and suddenly found that one or two places were looking at her, as if waiting for her to reply, so he hurriedly picked up the duck meat on the plate in front of him, covered his emotions, and said casually, "Okay. what."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

She really wants to hit Yuanyuan now.

Chen Xiaoshi smiled with joy, his eyes sparkling, like a forest with morning mist, lush and lush: "Great, when do you want to do it, when do I buy you vegetables, I'm very good at picking vegetables."

"Cough cough cough."

The duck meat instantly got stuck in his throat.

Jiang Youshu widened his eyes and patted his chest, realizing what these people were talking about.

"Slow down, Yuanyuan." Yan Anzhen patted her back lightly and handed her water.

Ning Hao "tsk" twice beside him.

Jiang Youshu drank the water and finally swallowed the duck meat. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Yan Anzheng quietly looking at her, waiting to take the quilt back. The corners of his lips seemed to be slightly hooked, and his eyes were soft. Like fog.

Jiang Youshu choked in his throat.

Ah Zhen... laughed so terribly.

She now understands that A Zhen does not necessarily really like Chen Xiao. When combined with all the small details in the past, A Zhen Mingming feels more about her. After her thoughts and cognition are reversed, she looks at A Zhen and feels that A Zhen makes a single move. Every movement, frown and smile are full of special meaning.

But it is obvious that this short smile is not telling her, "Yuanyuan, your answer is great, I like it so much."

Ning Hao almost cried stupidly by Jiang Youshu. While complaining about what it means to like personal IQ, he helped Jiang Youshu relieve: "She may not be in the mood to cook recently. If you want to eat, I will make it for you."

She is really great. She is the little rich woman who has ten fingers that do not touch the Yang Chunshui. She has never been in the kitchen a few times since she was a child and she has never been in the kitchen. Now she is the first thing in her life to relieve Jiang Jiang. That’s how the dish contributed.

No way, she still remembers Jiang Jiang's identity as the victim now.

Chen Xiaoshi followed Ning Hao's words, and immediately thought of the vicious incident that occurred before get off work. As a good friend of Jiang Jiang, she must have been angry and shocked at first, but after all, it didn't happen to her, and her emotions could not be maintained. After a long time, Jiang Jiang seemed to have nothing to do with one of the parties, so she almost forgot about this, forgetting that Jiang Jiang had just been discredited.

"It's okay, I just mentioned it casually." Chen Xiaoshi said quickly.

Yang Huihui next to her put down her chopsticks and tapped the phone screen, seeming to be chatting with someone, not paying attention to the interaction of a few people.

Yan Anzhen had to pay attention. She let the waiter who came in to serve the food sideways. After she finished the food, she looked at Jiang Youshu and asked, "What's wrong, has there been anything unhappy recently?"

Jiang Youshu smiled at her sweetly, with a hook in his eyes, and said, "No."

Then he leaned over and covered Yan Anzhen's ears, lowered his voice, and said, "I only make it for you."

After speaking, she stared at Yan Anzhen, trying to see something from her expression, but Yan Anzhen only pressed her lower lip after listening, and said nothing, her expression unchanged.

Jiang Youshu sat back somewhat disappointed.

She didn't notice that Yan Anzhen clamped the meat slices in the bowl three times.

Well, it turns out that Yuanyuan's dishes are more delicious.

A few people were chatting and eating vegetables. After a while, Yan Anzhen got up and went out to the bathroom. When she came out, a person outside leaned on the wall and hugged her **** and looked at her. His tone was a little irrational, and it was oily, but It doesn't make people feel offensive: "Yeah, after waiting for you for a long time, I finally blocked you in the toilet."

After Yan Anzhen washed her hands, she wiped her hands with a tissue next to her, and then looked at the person after wiping, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

It is Yan Anzhen who is usually estranged and politely.

Zhang Quan has long been accustomed to her indifferent appearance. He continued to lean against the wall and smiled: "I just saw you come in with a few small tails behind me. I'm curious. You don't always dislike dinner parties. What, why, was pulled over by a friend?"

Yan Anzhen went out of the bathroom, walked out with Zhang Quan, and said calmly, "I'll invite someone for dinner."

Zhang Quan stayed in place at once, and then hurriedly followed, and said in amazement: "You still invite people to dinner? I thought you had lost this function a long time ago."

Yan Anzhen kept walking and didn't respond to such words.

Zhang Quan continued to babble: "Seriously, we have been in the same class at university for three years. I haven't seen you entertain me yet. I still invite so many people. Why, there is your friend in it?"

Yan Anzhen glanced at her and said nothing.

Zhang Quan wanted to tease this ice beauty who was once popular in the school. He didn't expect the other party to give her a meaningful look. The owner of a certain imperial dining room was shocked and felt that something big must happen tonight. Yan Anzhen was the one before the big event. That's strange!

"I rely on, who? Who took down Professor Yan, who is not close to men or women, nor humans, and creatures? I must give him a gift to fulfill my unsolved problems over the years. Mystery!" Zhang Quan said, thinking about it, and frowned, "That's not right, those few men who just came in?"

Before she could think about anything, Yan Anzhen turned the stairs, walked to the box, and said to her, "If there is nothing wrong, I will go in."

The door of their box is not closed, and you can see Jiang Youshu and Ninghao who are closer inside at a glance.

Zhang Quan also glanced, hurriedly stopped Yan Anzhen, dragged her to the corner, and said mysteriously: "I'm looking for you, not just to meet a certain college classmate who rarely comes out to get together You say something."

"What?" Yan Anzhen said.

Zhang Quan lowered his voice, as if talking about gossip in class, afraid of being caught by the teacher, his expression was a bit serious: "Am I your friends, is there someone named Jiang Jiang?"

Yan Anzhen looked at her, her body straightened involuntarily, and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

It's harder to tell if it's a friend. Zhang Quan considered the words and hesitated to say: "That's it. I have a friend who works in Xijiang. He just told me on WeChat that it is related to your friend... She seems to have provoke something. People, that person spreads some...not so good photos and manuscripts about her everywhere in the company."

Yan Anzhen listened, her body slowly stretched into a straight line, her nails pierced into her palms at some point, and she was unconscious.

Zhang Quan didn't pay attention to her look, and was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so he pulled out the phone and showed her.

In the chat interface is a series of photos sent by the person who works in Xijiang. The angle is not very good, and there are some reflections, but you don't need to click in to zoom in, you can see who the protagonist of these photos is with a cursory glance.

That friend seemed to have encountered such a thing for the first time, and was quite excited. Every photo was taken, and there was also a manuscript. He actually sent over twenty photos.

Zhang Quan also scrupulous that the person in the photo is Yan Anzhen’s friend who is now inviting guests. He didn’t click on the photo, but hurriedly swiped it. When he reached the final manuscript’s photo, he quickly took it back and said, “I’m not sure what happened. But I believe in you, and I believe in your choice of friend’s vision. Your friend is probably being slandered. This is just what happened. My friend said that President Jiang has already dealt with this matter, although it is clear. It’s been suppressed, but you also know that as long as this kind of thing happens, it will be like wild grass and it will not be burned. Your friend estimates that he will be criticized for a long time in the future when he goes to work."

Yan Anzhen thought of the expressions of the few people who came out of the building, ranging from angry to unbelievable, but the person concerned had a calm face. The smile on her face was sweet and cute, like a coquettish cat.

Yuanyuan hid this dark thing behind her back, only to let her see the smile on her face and let her feel the warmth she revealed.

So gentle...to break her heart.

She is really an idiot. She has been with Yuanyuan for so long and loves her pretentiously. She can't even see or understand the things after her smile. Zhang Quan, who was not by chance, told her about it. She was still playing with her little caution at the dinner table, letting Yuanyuan swallow all her malice.

she…

Zhang Quan looked at Yan Anzhen's expression in one breath, and was shocked again: "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale suddenly?" Even if a friend is slandered, this reaction is a bit excessive, right? She knows that Yan Anzhen's emotions are not exposed, and people who are unfamiliar think that she has no mood swings. However, anyone who comes to take a look at this moment can feel the emotions released by this woman named Yan Anzhen, and her heart palpitates for a while.

"you-"

Zhang Quan just jumped out a word, Yan Anzhen has already turned around, stepped open his legs, and entered the box like the wind.

The author has something to say: Yan Anzhen: Yuanyuan, I have something to tell you!

Jiang Youshu: Me too!

Yan Anzhen (in unison): I'm sorry!

Jiang Youshu (in unison): I love you!

Two people:...

Jiang Youshu (in unison): Uh, it doesn't matter?

Yan Anzhen (in unison): Me too.

Author: Alright, I declare that you have confessed, everyone is gone.