"This means that Zhizhi likes me too much ..."

"Eh?" Mo Zhiyun was stunned.

&Quot; it means that Zhizhi likes me too much ... &Quot; he grinned. Before he could finish his sentence, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

Mo Zhiyun's face reddened, but she didn't deny it. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, blending in with his.

She had always loved Lu He Yun openly without any hesitation or hesitation. She was like a moth flying into the fire, regardless of the consequences and unafraid of anything.

……

Ever since she had found out that Wen Xingchen was sick, mo Zhiyun had been less concerned about her, and had instead begun to sympathize with her.

Her parents were both dead and her health was poor. She did not know how long she could live, so it was reasonable for Lu He Yun to treat her better.

In addition, Wen Xingchen didn't post on WeChat often, and the two of them didn't chat on WeChat, so mo Zhiyun quickly forgot about it.