Bo Lin's cold voice broke Hua Jian's fantasy.
Hua Jian paused and looked at Bo Lin. The man in front of her had long lost his youthfulness.
He is proud and self-contained, but also cold and ruthless.
"Senior, I like you and I want to pursue you. Can you give me a chance?"
"impossible."
"Senior, you also doubt your sexual orientation, don't you? Otherwise, you wouldn't have told Fanling's mother that you might like men."
Bo Lin was angry: "This is my personal matter, it has nothing to do with you!"
Hua Jian: "How is it irrelevant? I don't believe you can act as if you knew nothing after having those dreams last night!"
Bo Lin once again regretted talking nonsense to Hua Jian after drinking that day.
The events in his dream had troubled him for a long time. When he saw Hua Jian, he unconsciously vented all the grievances and irritability in his heart towards Hua Jian.
He was in a state of embarrassment and spoke without restraint: "It's just a dream. Besides, even if I like men, I don't have to be with you. There are many men waiting for me to choose."
Hua Jian opened his eyes wide: "Bo Lin!"
Bo Lin stared at him and said, "Hua Jian, don't be so self-righteous, you..."
Hua Jian twitched the corner of her lips and interrupted him: "You watch my live broadcast every day, am I also self-righteous? L is you, my number one brother on the list."
Bo Lin's pupils shrank, and then a trace of genuine panic flashed across his face.
Seeing this, Hua Jian’s depression was swept away.
He was just suspicious at first, but Bo Lin's ruthless attitude forced him to ask tentatively.
fortunately.
Fortunately, his intuition was correct, and Bo Lin indeed treated him differently.
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