Tang Buhua always felt that what happened suddenly seemed to be God's sudden favor for her.

What she had always hoped for became real but false. The reason why it was said to be true is that it really happened in real life, it was said to be false...

Because her relationship with Murong Jinyan is false.

That night, Tang Buhuai slept very well with these small notes that Murong Jinyan had particularly interesting on his head.

In the dream, it's very strange...

It was what happened before. Mu Yutian was looking at Murong Jinyan's face and said with a smile: "Jinyan, you must also like Xiao Candy."

Then……

What should Murong Jinyan be like? He just smiled gently and did not answer this question positively.

Because they are fake, so...

There is nothing to answer, it is impossible to answer.

Tang Buhua pursed his lips, and naturally understood the truth.

But... I was silent for only a moment, Murong Jinyan spoke, he nodded and said, "Yes, mom, I like little candy."

Tang Buhua was really shocked at that moment!

What did he say?!!!

Murong Jinyan nodded and looked at Tang Buhua's too surprised expression with strange eyes: "I like you, little Candy, just like you like me."

"You, you, you...how did you know that I like you?!" Tang Buhua stuttered, a little unaware of how to respond to him.

Murong Jinyan smiled badly and shook his head: "Who can't see through your little thoughts? I just see how long it will take to hold it in before I can say it out."

"I, I am..." I like you!

Tang Buhua found himself unable to say it.

"I like..." I like you, I especially like you. I started from childhood, maybe from the first side! I can't remember it clearly, and I can't trace it back. This relationship has been too long!

But why can't she say it now! Murong Jinyan looked at her silently, and the expression on her face gradually changed from happiness to disappointment and loss... Then, she was displeased.

Tang Buhua woke up all of a sudden.

It was a sweet dream, but as a result... Tang Buhuai pressed his chest and always felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was pressing his chest hard.

Tang Buhua shook his head and thought of her next competition. Although her mentor was good, in the subsequent selection and melee, there would be options for judges and mentors to choose collectively, and some people would be eliminated.

Tang Buhua frowned slightly, why not... At this time, I will search and see what the works of the mentors are like, and use this to understand what their usual dressing styles are.

Tang Buhua thought so, so he opened the iPad and carefully looked through the contents.

Once Tang Buhua studied design-related things, he immediately became excited and extremely devoted. He ate some of his own biscuits, milk and snacks at noon, and became full and went down. As a result, it was late at night.

Inspiration was like a fountain. Tang Buhua eagerly drew a design drawing he had just come up with, moved his neck, looked at the time on the iPad, but he was really shocked.

Wow!

It was almost twelve o'clock!

Staying up late is really a devil!!!

Never survive!
Chapter completed!