Chapter 870: Master Lu is a real dog!
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
Qiao Nian's mobile phone was confiscated by him. He raised his face, narrowed his eyes dangerously, pursed his lips subconsciously, and warned in a low voice, "Don't go too far."
Ye Fanchuan chuckled lightly, and a smile poured out of his throat: "Nian Nian, am I going too far or you are going too far?"
"I've been waiting for this answer for a long time. Should you tell me first? Don't let me sleep well." His voice was hoarse, as if he was chatting with her, but he raised his hand and rubbed it shamelessly Cut the girl's hair: "Hey, tell me the answer first. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep. I haven't slept well recently, and I often have nightmares at night, dreaming of being dumped."
Qiao Nian smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and wanted to avoid his 'salty pig's hands' at first, but her neck stiffened, but she didn't dodge, she frowned, and corrected him dryly: "Your situation is not considered Being dumped in the world is called dumping if you have a girlfriend, and you are rejected at best!"
It was the first time for Ye Wangchuan to be corrected by someone under such circumstances. He was stunned for a moment, smiled wickedly, and looked down at her: "Then you want to reject me?"
Qiao Nian was locked on by his eyes, and it took him a long time to turn his face away. His face covered by the hat was cold and delicate, and his dark eyelashes drooped. He raised his hand to pull the hat, but found that his wrist was being held tightly, and he couldn't move at all.
"..." She was silent, without answering directly, and said, "Can I refuse?"
"No." The man replied quickly, almost without thinking.
Qiao Nian just smiled, raised her head, her black and white eyes were pure, and the tails of her eyes were raised wildly, looking at him: "That's it, why do you still ask me the answer? Anyway, there are only two answers, one agrees and the other refuses. Two Choose one, and you didn't reject this option for me, so you can choose one, why ask me."
She is not good at dating. It is better to study than to fall in love. She thinks it is easier to do a math Olympiad than to fall in love.
Falling in love is quite troublesome. According to her previous thinking, there was no such arrangement before graduating from college, and it may not be there after college.
But Ye Wangchuan didn't know how to refuse.
Just can't refuse this person.
The girl's answer was tantamount to agreeing in disguise. Ye Wangchuan was taken aback for a moment, then let go of her hand, raised it, and pressed the center of his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that he would be so happy, and laughed uncontrollably, blocking the girl against the wall. By the side, he coaxed in a low voice: "It's not that I won't let you refuse."
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows.
Does he mean that he wants her to refuse?
She hadn't had time to ask.
The man put his hood down in a slow voice, very charming: "Isn't it good to be with me? Someone will cook for you, and someone will take care of you."
Qiao Nian hasn't said that she doesn't need someone to take care of her.
The next second, the man's low laughter came, as if he knew her very well, he raised his hand to take off her peaked cap, messed up her hair, and said with a smile: "The most important thing is, I have Ye Qichen."
"Don't you like Chenchen?" He paused, his voice full of confusion: "We are together and you are his legitimate aunt. As long as you are happy, he can call you his mother in the future."
Ye Qichen, who was far away in Beijing, was nestling on the sofa playing games with his ipad in his arms, when he suddenly sneezed, raised his head inexplicably, and rubbed his nose.
"..."
Qiao Nian was speechless for a long time, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she ruthlessly refused: "It's still my aunt."
From sister to aunt, she has turned a generation, and she is not ready yet.
She spoke quite naturally.
"That's fine, Mom."
Ye Fanchuan chuckled lightly, and a smile poured out of his throat: "Nian Nian, am I going too far or you are going too far?"
"I've been waiting for this answer for a long time. Should you tell me first? Don't let me sleep well." His voice was hoarse, as if he was chatting with her, but he raised his hand and rubbed it shamelessly Cut the girl's hair: "Hey, tell me the answer first. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep. I haven't slept well recently, and I often have nightmares at night, dreaming of being dumped."
Qiao Nian smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and wanted to avoid his 'salty pig's hands' at first, but her neck stiffened, but she didn't dodge, she frowned, and corrected him dryly: "Your situation is not considered Being dumped in the world is called dumping if you have a girlfriend, and you are rejected at best!"
It was the first time for Ye Wangchuan to be corrected by someone under such circumstances. He was stunned for a moment, smiled wickedly, and looked down at her: "Then you want to reject me?"
Qiao Nian was locked on by his eyes, and it took him a long time to turn his face away. His face covered by the hat was cold and delicate, and his dark eyelashes drooped. He raised his hand to pull the hat, but found that his wrist was being held tightly, and he couldn't move at all.
"..." She was silent, without answering directly, and said, "Can I refuse?"
"No." The man replied quickly, almost without thinking.
Qiao Nian just smiled, raised her head, her black and white eyes were pure, and the tails of her eyes were raised wildly, looking at him: "That's it, why do you still ask me the answer? Anyway, there are only two answers, one agrees and the other refuses. Two Choose one, and you didn't reject this option for me, so you can choose one, why ask me."
She is not good at dating. It is better to study than to fall in love. She thinks it is easier to do a math Olympiad than to fall in love.
Falling in love is quite troublesome. According to her previous thinking, there was no such arrangement before graduating from college, and it may not be there after college.
But Ye Wangchuan didn't know how to refuse.
Just can't refuse this person.
The girl's answer was tantamount to agreeing in disguise. Ye Wangchuan was taken aback for a moment, then let go of her hand, raised it, and pressed the center of his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that he would be so happy, and laughed uncontrollably, blocking the girl against the wall. By the side, he coaxed in a low voice: "It's not that I won't let you refuse."
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows.
Does he mean that he wants her to refuse?
She hadn't had time to ask.
The man put his hood down in a slow voice, very charming: "Isn't it good to be with me? Someone will cook for you, and someone will take care of you."
Qiao Nian hasn't said that she doesn't need someone to take care of her.
The next second, the man's low laughter came, as if he knew her very well, he raised his hand to take off her peaked cap, messed up her hair, and said with a smile: "The most important thing is, I have Ye Qichen."
"Don't you like Chenchen?" He paused, his voice full of confusion: "We are together and you are his legitimate aunt. As long as you are happy, he can call you his mother in the future."
Ye Qichen, who was far away in Beijing, was nestling on the sofa playing games with his ipad in his arms, when he suddenly sneezed, raised his head inexplicably, and rubbed his nose.
"..."
Qiao Nian was speechless for a long time, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she ruthlessly refused: "It's still my aunt."
From sister to aunt, she has turned a generation, and she is not ready yet.
She spoke quite naturally.
"That's fine, Mom."
