Aren't you cheap (1)

Lu Heyun's throat was dry again. He lowered his head and coughed a few times. His pale thin lips curled into a self-deprecating smile. &Quot; what's the difference between hating me more or less now? "

Chen Jing looked at his lonely expression and remained silent.

……

In the morning, mo Zhiyun finished his breakfast, washed the utensils, and put them away. He then walked to the living room, picked up his coat and phone, and walked out of the door.

The door on the opposite side also opened, and their eyes met.

Cang Ming lowered his eyes and greeted her first. &Quot; Good Morning, miss. &Quot;

"Good Morning," she said. Mo Zhiyun greeted him and walked toward the elevator.

Cang Ming followed behind her, but he was one step faster than her when he reached the elevator.

Mo Zhiyun's cell phone was vibrating. There was work in the WeChat group, so she lowered her head and focused on replying.