MTL - The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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Mo Ling put down the book in her hand and looked at the girl standing next to her.

Blushing so nervous.

Is he so terrible?

"Are you afraid of me?" Mo Ling asked with an eyebrow.

In his impression, early summer was not such a restrained girl.

In the early summer's beautiful face, shy red clouds appeared, a pair of bright eyes, blinking from time to time, revealing the nervousness at the moment.

She just smiled with thin lips, and didn't answer.

She was not afraid of him, but felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

"If you don't watch the movie, I'll just leave when I sit." Mo Ling smiled slightly at the corner of his pretty mouth, reached out and patted the girl's shoulder, motioned to sit down in early summer.

In the early summer hesitated for a few seconds, and finally sat next to Mo Ling, and the two separated by about half a meter away.

But as soon as she sat down, her left hand was held, and the temperature in the palm of the man quickly passed to her fingertips.

As if suddenly exposed to an electric current, the whole person was stunned in early summer.

The dark eyes suddenly passed through a panic, his heart pounding, as if to break through.

All the changes in the girl's look, Mo Ling looked in his eyes, but he held the hand of early summer more vigorously.

"You don't have to be so scared. I took the time to see you here just because I wanted to give us more opportunities to get along."

Mo Ling is talking about getting along, and in his opinion, you can learn more about each other's living habits and temperament when you get along.

If early summer seemed to be petrified and speechless for a long time, the palm of my hand was already sweating.

She looked at Mo Ling, with a little panic in her eyes.

"Do you ... like me?" She asked, lowering her voice, her heart beating like thunder, and her face turning hot.

During this time, she could feel some changes in this man's attitude towards himself. He would occasionally contact himself, go to see painting exhibitions, listen to concerts, watch ball games, eat, etc., and even care about his life.

When she wasn't feeling well, he hadn't given up her job to accompany her to the hospital for an examination.

But it was almost two months, he did not confess to himself, nor did he say he liked himself.

She couldn't tell what it was like.

When Mo Ling asked this question in early summer, his heart trembled slightly.

He did not answer immediately, it seemed that he needed to think about how to respond to the girl in front of him.

He has some girls who like this girl. This is the only girl he has been interested in these years, and the only girl who can talk about many topics.

This liking is more like an attraction and appreciation, during which there is not much enthusiasm and passion.

There may be many ways to express the emotions that he likes, and his feelings about early summer should also be one.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Ling looked at the early summer next to her, with an elegant and gentleman's smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Like!" He answered these two words very directly, without twisting or explaining.

When he said these two words, the girl beside her bowed her head shyly.

In the early summer, she squeezed her lips tightly. The tension on her face was covered by the shyness. Her cheeks were red, all the way to the neck.

He didn't answer because she didn't know how to answer at the moment.

At this moment, Mo Ling took back the girl's hand, took a glass of water and took a few sips. After drinking, he looked at the girl next to him and said:

"Early summer, if you want, we can associate."