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Chapter 1111 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1111)
Chapter 1111 1111. Infinite Spacetime Hotel (151)
Seeing that someone wanted to mention Qi Yang again, the anti-Qi Yang party in the live broadcast room immediately changed the subject.
——Kong Xiangyang is here.
——Oh, I just realized that there is also a “Yang” in Kong Xiangyang’s name.
——There are many people named Yang, so don’t bring them in.
——Let me say this, Meng Ye and Qi Yang’s CP fans, don’t be offended, Kong Xiangyang is much better looking than Qi Yang.
——Are you comparing an eighteen-year-old with someone in their forties?
——Even if they are the same age, Kong Xiangyang is more handsome.
——That’s not necessarily true. Maybe Kong Xiangyang, who is in his forties, will be bald, have a big belly, and be fat and have big ears!
——Now that you mention it, I suddenly feel that Qi Yang is not bad.
——Yeah, just speak according to your age.
——Those people you see who are eighteen or nineteen years old, or in their twenties, may not be as good as Qi Yang when they reach his age.
——Although, Meng Ye doesn’t have to choose someone in his forties. Wouldn’t she look for someone younger?
——Yes, there are young people all the time.
——I have discovered that everyone has been brainwashed by the game, and their values completely follow Meng Ye's. Doesn't anyone think that it is abnormal for her to be in love all the time?
——If it were someone else, it wouldn’t be normal, but it would be normal for Meng because she has always been like a little girl.
Kong Xiangyang parked his bicycle in front of Meng Ye's house and walked into the yard with a book.
Meng Ye was looking for food in her family's small vegetable garden. When she saw Kong Xiangyang, she smiled.
"You finished reading it so quickly?"
"Well, I finished reading it all night. It's a good book."
"My books are all good, of course." Meng Ye said, and then asked Kong Xiangyang, "Do you eat black food every day?"
"No, I haven't liked eating it since I was a child."
——What is Heitiantian?
--let me see.
——Black and small.
——I know, this is Solanum nigrum, Solanum nigrum fruit.
——By the way, can this thing be eaten?
——Yes, I ate it when I was a child.
——I went to my grandmother’s house and saw a lot of them, but I didn’t know they were edible.
After hearing what Kong Xiangyang said, Meng Ye ate the black food in his hand.
"What book do you want to borrow today? A martial arts novel? A romance novel?"
——Doesn’t Meng have any romance novels?
——That was 24-year-old Meng Ye, oh, or maybe 25, I forgot.
——It turns out that Meng Ye also read romance novels when he was a child!
——Not too young, 19 years old.
"No, I'd rather read those popular science books!" said Kong Xiangyang.
"Let's go and pick one!" Meng Ye said gently.
"Let's go out for a walk first!" Kong Xiangyang suggested, and then asked, "Are there any fun places nearby?"
"Ah?" Meng thought for a moment. "Then let's go to Beidaba and have a look around."
"Row."
The fast-forwarded image appeared in front of Lin Xi and the others.
There are only pictures, no sound.
From then on, every time Kong Xiangyang came, the two of them would go for a walk in Beida Dam. Only after they came back from the walk would Kong Xiangyang pick a book.
Next time I return a book, I will do the same thing: take a walk first and then choose the book.
——Meng Ye also realized that Kong Xiangyang was pursuing her.
——It seems so, Meng Ye has always regarded Kong Xiangyang as a friend.
——The two of them were chatting happily, but every time they took a walk, they were one meter apart.
——Meng Ye is really generous sometimes.
——She probably just can’t understand people she doesn’t feel anything for.
——At this time, Meng Ye didn’t seem to know how to flirt.
——Well, no.
——She also didn’t want to flirt. In her heart, Kong Xiangyang was pursuing Ping’er!
——Maybe she thought that Kong Xiangyang approached her because of Ping'er.
——It’s been a month. Has Kong Xiangyang ever been to Ping’er’s house once?
The picture stopped, and the scene that Lin Xi and the others saw also changed.
The ones who went to Beidaba this time were Meng Ye and Ping'er.
"I warned you, but you still fell for it." Ping'er looked very angry. "There's no way he really likes you. He's just using you as a stepping stone."
"He doesn't like me either. Isn't it you he likes?" Meng was puzzled.
"Okay, no matter who he likes, it's not real. If he meets a better woman through you, he will definitely turn around and pursue her."
"Then go after him. You don't like him anyway, and I don't like him either." Meng didn't care.
"He's just trash!" Ping'er said angrily.
"It's okay, we're not trash cans." Meng also smiled. "Of course, if you like him, just ignore what I said."
"Who would like a piece of trash!" Ping'er immediately said, "Stop talking nonsense."
"Am I talking nonsense?" Meng Ye looked at Ping'er seriously. "Have you ever thought that he was provoking you?"
"what do you mean?"
"I mean, he deliberately didn't go to your house and only came to see me to provoke you!" Meng Ye said. "Anyway, I don't think he likes me, and I don't like him either."
"really?"
"I don't know, it's just my own opinion. Don't take it seriously, what if it's not true?"
——No!
——Meng Ye is really blind and indifferent to people he doesn’t like!
——Meng Ye has never really looked at Kong Xiangyang. Kong Xiangyang looks at her differently.
——Who has Meng Ye really looked at?
——It’s true, Meng Ye always relies on his feelings, not on appearance.
——No, no, she also really likes looking at handsome guys.
——She just likes to watch and when it comes to love, she just goes by her feelings.
——So, few of the people she has feelings for are handsome.
——He Xiang expressed his dissatisfaction.
——I was just about to say that He Xiang is the only exception.
——Dawei expressed his dissatisfaction, saying that Dawei was generally good, with his height and facial features, all of which were acceptable.
——But Dawei is not handsome.
——Pengpeng expressed his dissatisfaction, Pengpeng is still Xiaoshuai’s.
——But Pengpeng is not tall enough.
——Xiaoguang is not tall enough, and Xiaoguang is not as handsome as Pengpeng.
——Xiaoguang is still an outsider now, and he doesn’t know when it will be his turn to play on his home turf.
——Let’s look at the present. Although 19-year-old Meng is not in a relationship and there are no stars for her here, there must be something going on.
The conversation between Meng Ye and Ping'er took place in the evening.
The system finally stopped Lin Xi and the others from switching locations.
Lin Xi and the others hurried to their tent, washed their hands simply, had dinner, brushed their teeth and washed their faces, and lay down in the tent.
"This day has been like a war," Huang Jingjing sighed. "I've watched Meng Ye's life for over a month."
"Meng Ye really can't see anyone she doesn't like. Maybe unless someone tells her directly, she really doesn't feel anything at all."
"Indeed. Besides, she really doesn't care about appearance, she only cares about feelings."
"I don't know what feelings are," Lin Xi said, turning to look at Huang Jingjing. "Since you were little, have you ever met someone with feelings?"
"Really not," Huang Jingjing said. "If this is truly a script written by the universe, then perhaps the emotions were divided incorrectly? Otherwise, why is it so uneven?"