New rogue Ding Yi

Chapter 102 Confess! I really confessed!

Because he is a person who pursues perfection, even if 99 out of a hundred people call him "Little Zhuge" and only one person calls him "Little Zhuge", he will completely give up the name "Little Zhuge" to avoid being mistaken for "Little Pig Dog" by a very few people, which is also a person who pursues perfection. It's a common problem. It can't be more normal.

Although Ding Yi was proud of his prediction of Xue Baochai's idea, how to answer Xue Baochai's question made him not proud.

"Well, why do women always ask such difficult questions?" Ding Yixin said.

Ding Yi believes that he is not a hypocritical person. If he doesn't like Xue Baochai, it must be fake. However, although he liked Xue Baochai in his heart, he did not want to admit that he liked her in front of her.

One of the reasons is that he likes Xue Baochai's body more than Xue Baochai's soul, but this sentence can't be said in front of Xue Baochai. The second reason is that if he admits that he likes Xue Baochai, then Xue Baochai is very likely to get an inch and will continue to ask him: "Then what else do you like me? How do you feel? Do you love me?"

If Ding Yi replied that he loved her, then Xue Baochai would have a greater possibility to get a foot and ask him further: "How much do you love me? If I and your mother fell into the river at the same time, who would you save first?

This touched the soft green space in the depths of Ding Yi's heart. Ding Yi will remember that he had never practiced swimming when he was a child, and he is still a dry duck, which makes him very ashamed that he is not able to save the person he loves deeply. Further, this question will remind Ding Yi of the death of his parents since he was a child. Even if he can swim, he will not have a chance to save his mother who fell into the water. Although his grandfather has been meticulous to him since he was a child, he has never had the opportunity to enjoy the love of his parents, which will make Ding Yi fall into deep pain and inferiority.

When Xue Baochai saw him in such pain, he must also feel distressed and uneasy for asking such a stupid question. If she deeply blames herself for this and finds a shortcoming, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Then I will live in the shadow of pain and self-reproach all my life.

Ding Yi thought of this and broke out in a cold sweat. Xue Baochai's question is a life-threatening question. If you don't answer well, you may be killed, which is contrary to the humanitarian spirit of my Buddha. Therefore, this question cannot be answered easily.

For Xue Baochai's personal safety and his peace and happiness for the rest of his life, he used his usual skills - to change the topic.

"Do you like me? Really? Why don't I understand it?"

When he asks this question, usually Xue Baochai's normal reaction will be to prove to him how much he likes him. Then Ding Yi will find another opportunity to ask him. Maybe Xue Baochai will forget the question he asked.

Xue Baochai didn't know it was a trick. After listening to Ding Yi's words, he began to prove to Ding Yi that he really liked him.

"Of course it's true. In fact, I liked you at first sight. You are the type I like."

"It's not creative. This is the Nth time I've heard a woman say that. Ding Yi thought to himself.

"Really?" He said, " I don't believe it. I don't understand it."

"Believe it or not." Xue Baochai said, "Except for the first time I saw you, I liked you. That day in Yunling Mountain, we went out for the first time. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't..."

Speaking of this, Xue Baochai was a little shy and did not continue.

Ding Yi understands that what she means is: If I don't like you, I won't hug and kiss you when I go out with you for the first time.

Danting Yi deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. You mean, if you don't like me, you won't pinch me to death, will you?

"What are you talking about? Why do you die?" Xue Baochai smiled. I pinched it gently."

"Thank you for your mercy." Ding Yi said.

"You are a man, why are you always worried about such trivial things? Chicken sausage with small belly. Isn't it despised? Besides, beating is scolding is love, and pinching you is also a sign of loving you. Others ask me to pinch me, but I won't pinch you. With Ding Yi, Xue Baochai was also unconsciously stained with the bad problem of slippery tongue.

"It turns out that beating is love, so let me love you too." After Ding Yi finished speaking, his two fingers had pinched a small piece of skin on Xue Baochai's waist and was about to pinch.

"Ah! Don't!" Xue Baochai screamed and turned around flexibly like a water snake, giving full play to the soft and flexible characteristics of her small waist, and the skin of her waist easily got rid of Ding Yi's fingers.

Ding Yi didn't intend to really pinch her, but just scared her, so he easily let her break free and didn't take advantage of the victory.

"I really like you." Since Xue Baochai has confessed to him, naturally she can't fail, so she turned back to the topic while the iron was hot and continued, "Actually, I know that before me, you have had many women. You are a super invincible in the universe like a fake bag for 24K pure gold. It is because of women that you have had the experience of studying in prison college for three years. Am I right?"

She was in a good part of her privacy, and Ding Yi's face turned red.

Because the prison university does not belong to the national famous school, in the eyes of secular people, it can only be regarded as an unplanned pheasant university at best, so Ding Yi, a person with strong self-esteem, always feels a burst of shame when others mention his school experience.

Seeing that he didn't say anything and knew his inner thoughts, Xue Baochai hurriedly said, "I don't care about your academic experience, and I don't care how many women you have had before me. Although I think of this, my heart will hurt... But I just can't help it. I just like you. I haven't seen you for so many days. I've been thinking about you and waiting for your call, but you haven't called. If I don't call you, won't you take the initiative to call me? Will you never come to me?" Speaking of this, her voice lowered and fell into a sad mood.

"But I don't think you like me. You hug me and kiss me. It's just a play. You can hug me today, hug others tomorrow, and even do more excessive things. Sometimes I also hate myself. Why do I fall in love with such a person like you? But hatred is useless. As long as I have time, I will only have you in my mind, and I can't linger it. Xue Baochai said quietly.

Although Ding Yi knew that Xue Baochai liked him, he didn't know that it was so deep. I was still a little moved to hear her so affectionate words.

Especially her confession of completely losing her female position. If she is known by radical feminist organizations, she may be servile on the Internet, lose power and humiliate the country, and even be labeled as a female traitor, but Xue Baochai is fearless. This kind of righteous and awe-inspiring behavior deeply moved Ding Yi.

"Do you like me?" After going around, Xue Baochai finally returned to the original problem.

It turns out that Xue Baochai is also a person with strategy and means.

Ding Yi didn't let her forget this problem when she saw the call. She knew that she couldn't avoid it this time. Besides, in fact, he likes Xue Baochai. Although most of the people who like her body account for most of it, I was really moved to hear her confession with her tonight. If you say to her, "I like it." I think this sentence is not a very unconscionable word.

"I like you very much, too." Ding Yi said.

Perhaps Ding Yi's tone was not sincere enough. Xue Baochai listened to what he said, but he did not show a happy look.

"Actually, you don't have to say something against your will to take care of my emotions. Maybe you like me a little, but compared with the extent to which I like you, it's insignificant. One is like in the sky, one is like the ground, one is like the light of the sun, the other is like the light of fireflies; one is like Mount Tai, the other is like a feather; the other is like..."

Xue Baochai made a variety of vivid comparisons between the degree of his liking for Ding Yi and the degree to which Ding Yi likes himself. The huge contrast between her made Ding Yi quite depressed, so he interrupted her.

"What red hair? I'm not a foreign devil. How can I have red hair? How can you describe my good feelings for you with red hair? Talk nonsense. This is simply slander."

Xue Baochai knew that he had misunderstood and thought it was a little funny. But if you give him a detailed explanation of the difference between "Hongmao" and "red hair", it will be a lot of effort, but it will dilute tonight's theme idea, so it does not correct Ding Yi's mistake.

"I'm just using this to illustrate the difference between how much I like you and how much you like me. If you like me, I like half of you, then I'm satisfied.

The conversation has progressed here and has been fully integrated into the pre-set track of Xue Baochai. If Ding Yi doesn't find a chance to make a gag and gradually evolve this serious topic into a nonsensical form, he will soon answer Xue Baochai's question head-on. He decided to take the initiative to get rid of this passive situation.

"Actually, I also like you very much. I definitely like you much more deeply than you said. Even if you like Mount Tai to the extent that you like me, it is also Mount Tai, which is much shorter than the real Mount Tai. I like your red hair, which is by no means a red hair, but a bundle of red hair piled up into mountains. Think about it, what a spectacular scene it would be to pile up bundles of red hair piled up higher than the real Mount Tai! Whoo-hoo, bundles of red hair are higher than Mount Tai. Sure enough, it is the magnificence of his grand mother. But then again, although I like you so much more deeply than you like me, I have a scrupulous fear that I don't deserve you, so I haven't shown you my good impression on you.