The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 816 Love has no template

  Si Lingling looked at him like this, smiled gently and said, "Don't explain it."

   slightly raised his chin and said: "Sit down, let's talk."

  She relieved herself from the siege, Jun Moyao's originally disappointed mood, instantly cleared up: "Oh, okay."

  He quickly looked in the direction indicated by her chin, and he happened to see a pink heart-shaped sofa.

   So he hurried over to sit down and looked at Si Lingling expectantly: "Ling'er, I...I have never been in love, so..."

  The point is that StarCraft doesn't have any film and television stories in this area, and he has nowhere to learn if he wants to.

  The contents of the old movies and televisions sent through the children are relatively young.

  Especially the film and television dramas that can be contacted by the two children are completely selected by Si Lingling.

Films like    have limited help to Jun Moyao.

  So, he really has no experience.

  Si Lingling listened to his explanation and couldn't help but want to laugh. She couldn't help but laughed out loud.

  Looking at her smiling so happily, Jun Moyao didn't care about embarrassment.

  Being in front of her, he felt that he was always in a disadvantaged position. Just laugh when you laugh. As long as the actor is happy, he will be happy.

   So he laughed with her.

   "Do you know what I'm laughing at?"

  Si Lingling laughed for a long time before stopping, and seeing the man also laughed, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Or, you laugh differently from mine?"

  Jun Mo Yao shook his head: "I don't know what you are laughing at."

   "However, I feel that as long as you are happy, I will be twice as happy."

   "Since you are happy, it's right to laugh, isn't it?"

  Si Lingling: "…" This answer is truly amazing.

  Sometimes the truth is the most touching.

  Like Jun Moyao now, he just told the truest thoughts in his heart.

  I heard Si Lingling’s ears, but I felt that these simple words were many times more touching than those classic lines that had been polished countless times.

  She looked at him with a softer look, and her smile was much more sincere than before.

"thanks!"

  The woman lowered her head slightly, her lips smiled a lot more sincerely, "Actually, between you and me, there is no need to engage in those empty-headed things."

  Jun Mo Yao looked at her seriously: "I...you."

  The man adjusted his sitting posture and looked at her expectantly: "Ling'er, can you explain it more clearly?"

  Si Lingling's head slowly lifted, looking at him seriously.

  Looking at him earnestly looking forward to it, and anxious, couldn't help but smile again.

  She asked softly: "Where did you learn your previous behavior?"

  Jun Moyao blushed, and said weakly: "I learned it from the feature film that Yo and Tweet gave me."

  Si Lingling: "...Perhaps the feature films given to you by Yo and Tweet make you feel that you have learned what love is and what love is."

   "But, I think the love in those stories is not true love."

   "Or to be more precise, that kind of love is not the love I want."

  Jun Mo Yao: "Then, what love does Ling'er want?"

   "What is true love?"

   "The feelings between the heroes and the heroes in those feature films are not love and what is it?"

  The man speaks a bit fast, which shows that he is eager in his heart, expecting and eager.

  He feels that his thoughts on Linger are true love, but he has never had a chance to show it.

  As a lover, a man really wants to figure out the difference.

  Si Lingling laughed and said: "That's just what the screenwriters, authors, and directors want to show, it's just the love in their hearts."

   "Actually, I think love has no template."

  (End of this chapter)