Sitting cross-legged on the sofa with bare feet, her face looked a bit confused.
What's up with my second brother today? Why was he talking so incoherently?
Oh well, forget it. As long as he knows now, it saves him complaining that I didn't inform him later.
Muttering this, she subconsciously rewound the TV to watch Lin Yi's interview again.
She couldn't help but think to herself, "Good-looking guys are never good news! Hmph!"
For some reason, whenever she saw Lin Yi, she wanted to kick him, but she also couldn't help but keep watching.
Just like now, it was already the third replay of Lin Yi's clip.
Early the next morning, a cry suddenly came from Ouyang Ying's bedroom, and then Ouyang Ying, who was still hiding under the quilt, couldn't help but cover her face with it!
She muttered shyly, "Ah! So embarrassing! How could I dream about that jerk Lin Yi? Dreams are always the opposite, it must be because I loathe this guy too much! Yes, it must be that!"
