It's a big thing to be kidding.
When Lun arrived, he saw Song Muxiu holding Quyang in his arms. Both sides showed their hard-working expressions, and then they rushed to Song Mu to give up the box door.
Qu Yang, who was drunk in the car by Song Muxiu, was all clear.
"Do not install it?" Song Muxiu helplessly touched the head of Quyang.
Qu Yang smashed the palm of Song Muxiu: "Isn't this a complete set of operas?"
Then he said with exaggerated expressions and movements: "If I was told by Qing Yan that I sold it, he estimated that I would..." made a face that wiped the neck.
"Then why do you want to help Luran?" Song Muxiu looked at Quyang.
Qu Yang suddenly looked out the window: "I want Qing Yan happy." Then began to recall.
"In the past five years, he looks very happy. But we all know that it is just that he pretends."
"Ok."
"We have known each other for many years. I have heard him since childhood and he missed the little brother who helped him. He didn't know that when he said that little brother, he looked like he liked each other to miss each other."
"Qing Yan likes that little brother?"
"Well, he may not know it himself. But as a friend of mine, I can see that his feelings are particularly simple and he has never talked about love. For some reasons, he does not like to contact others. I am a small partner that he cannot accept. ""
"Your relationship is very good."
"That's not~" When this sentence was said, Quyang was flying.
"To tell the truth, when he was 16 years old, when he came to Fangxiao City to find his little brother, everyone reacted. The family didn't want him to go. Everyone was worried, but he didn't listen to him alone. The result was later. I said that he likes someone."
"That person is Luran."
"Yes, I know from his tone that he definitely likes Lu Ran, because Lu Ran is the younger brother of Qing Yan."
"They still have a lot of fate."
"Oh, let's go." Qu Yang smiled mockingly.
"If I can, I don't want Qing Yan and Lu Ran to have such a fate. It is because of this identity that he has a hard time on Lu, and he went home five years ago, but he is not good at all."
"What's up with him?"
"For the hurt of love, then I am the first to see him who is vulnerable. He is a representative of the domineering in my memory. As a result, I see him really vulnerable. I asked him if it is worth it?"
"What he said, I think he will say it is worth it."
"How do you guess that, he did say that. All of them are hurt like this. I asked him why he wanted this person. You will not regret it? Can you change someone? I got back the answer when I was with Lu Jun a long time ago: No, he can't."
"He really likes Luran."
"Yeah, when I wanted to fall in love, what magic is there, even if I was hurt, I wouldn't turn my back on it. Then I met you again. In fact, I was particularly entangled at first, I was afraid I wanted to try to chase you. I am afraid that you will reject me."
"Then tell me, Qingyan tells me, I like to chase it. If you don't do this, you will regret it later. If you succeed, you will be very happy. Failure is not a big deal. At least you tried it?"
"Ok."
"I think it is true, I like you when I was 14 years old, but I dare not tell you, and then God gave us a chance to meet for the second time. How can I give up? So I will chase you, I have not thought of it." We are really."
Song Muxiu smiled and put Quyang into his arms: "He is our matchmaker."
Qu Yang kissed Song Muxiu's face and said: "Yes, so I think he is happy."
"We are playing the dog-sucking cookie, they are a deep-seated love affair, so I hope that I can come to be the assistant to make them break the mirror and see how good they are."
Song Muxiu pinched the nose of Quyang: "My baby is really kind."
"That is... It is estimated that Qing Yan will not wake up so much for a while. It is estimated that they may have to talk tomorrow, and take home Gu Xiaoyu tomorrow morning."
"Well, listen to your baby." Song Muxiu looked at his big baby.
Then he leaned closer to his ear and said, "But you are not jealous today, drinking a lot of wine. How do you punish you when you go back?"
Qu Yang pleaded with the pro-Song Mu Xiu's lips: "As you dispose of, Mr. Song." Looks like a very hooked person.
I want to come to Quyang and his Mr. Song tonight is afraid that it will be a fire.