From time to time, he glanced at his boyfriend again, his face became serious.

A preoccupied, hesitant appearance.

Time passed slowly, and the rice in everyone's bowls finally bottomed out. Guan Ya put down her chopsticks, turned her head, stared at her boyfriend, and said:

"Yuanshi, come to my room with me."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuanqing put down his chopsticks and followed her to the stairs.

Watching the two people disappear at the corner of the stairs, Li Chunfeng looked at Little Green Tea and said in surprise:

"Still eavesdropping with earphones?"

"Crazy!" Little Green Tea rolled his eyes at him.

"boom!"

Guan Ya closed the bedroom door calmly, opened the bench beside the desk, motioned Zhang Yuanqing to sit down, and sat by the bed herself.

Here we go, let's break up! Zhang Yuanqing, who knows her character well, said in his heart.

"Yuan Shi," Guan Ya bit her lip, and said, "My next words may be unacceptable to you, but"

"Do you want to break up?" Zhang Yuanqing spoke first.

Guan Ya's expression was startled. Out of an instinct, she wanted to deny it, but looking at Yuan Shi's face, she finally nodded and said with a wry smile:

"Sorry, I, maybe I don't like you anymore.

"I don't know why, but my heart tells myself very clearly that I have no feelings for you, and I don't know why I promised you before.

"I'm really sorry."

Zhang Yuanqing showed a sad, frustrated, and dejected expression cooperatively, with his head down, like an abandoned child.

"Okay! I will move out tonight, you can continue to live here, after all, this is the stronghold of our team."

It's also where you bite your lip and prop up the wall tomorrow night! He added in his mind.

Zhang Yuanqing got up and said in a low voice:

"Sister Guan Ya, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, without giving Guan Ya a chance to stay, she snapped her fingers and left the villa.

Guan Ya looked at the empty room, inexplicably, her heart also became empty, as if she had lost something important.

Forget it, it's fine if Yuanshi doesn't get entangled. Guan Ya shook off the feeling of disappointment that came from nowhere, and let out a sigh of relief.

At half past eight in the evening, grandma's house.

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuyue, who had just finished dinner, sat cross-legged side by side in front of the TV, operating the controller, controlling the game characters to cooperate with each other, and killing all directions.

Dynamic sound effects reverberate through the room.

On my aunt's head lay a round and lovely baby spirit, staring at the TV screen with wide open black eyes, and her palm-sized face was full of concentration and seriousness.

When fighting fiercely with the boss, Xiaodoubi was tense all over, extremely nervous. JrNovels.com