Looking at the young and handsome man in front of him, Xue Jinghong can hardly imagine what kind of extraordinary ability the other party has to occupy a high position at this age.

He only learned some information about each other from the newspaper news. He knew that Qin Yanchen was the only son of the Qin family recognized a few years ago. He had been studying abroad before. In fact, the time he returned to Nan'an was not very long

"But I only returned to Nan'an at the beginning of last year. It's not surprising that others know me, but Mr. Xue, you haven't been in Nan'an for a long time and have been away from the business world for many years. How did you notice me?"

As if to echo what Xue Jinghong thought, Qin Yanchen's low voice sounded again, but his eyes still fell on Qiao Ansheng's face.

"Is it... Mr. Xue has been paying attention to the dynamics of Nan'an business district?"

Taking advantage of the gap between soaking the towel in the water again, Qin Yanchen glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him. It seemed that his words meant something and implied deep meaning.

"Mr. Qin is joking. Now this society is no longer better than ours. I don't need to pay attention to anything at all. Those changing news will be sent to me. Mr. Qin is so famous in Nan'an. It's not surprising that he can read it on the newspaper."

Xue Jinghong was stunned when he heard the speech, but he soon reacted, smiled and connected with Qin Yanchen's words.

But Qin Yanchen listened and hooked his lips, spitting out two very few words from his mouth: "is it..."

"As long as Mr. Xue thinks he can convince himself with this reason, what others say will naturally be useless."

With the palm wrapped around Qiao Ansheng's right hand, Qin Yanchen's eyes were slightly restrained. No one knew his mind at the moment.

Then, under Xue Jinghong's gaze, he continued without moving: "however, you just saw that this silly girl would rather be in the rain in front of your house than give up her determination to invite you back to Qiao. She doesn't know how unlikely it is that you will promise to go back to Qiao with her, but she still does what she says she believes!"

Qin Yanchen said as he fell on the bed, his eyes on the charming face became more and more distressed.

He could give her food and clothing. He could have fun and do whatever he wanted all his life, but it happened that the woman had to find a way out of the thorns that belonged to her.

Thinking of this, Qin Yanchen silently sighed and opened his mouth to help the woman push Xue Jinghong: "Qiao is of special and important significance to her, and I believe that Qiao is the same to you."

……

When Qiao Ansheng woke up, the old clock hanging on the wall just pointed to 4 a.m.

The room was dark and silent. Qiao Ansheng half narrowed his eyes and wanted to struggle out of bed and pour himself a glass of water to moisten his dry throat.

But she didn't move. Fortunately, after this move, she found that her hand was being held tightly, and a slight breath came from her side!

Qiao Ansheng was stunned, then turned his head and opened his sleepy eyelids that wanted to fit together.

Beside her bed, the man was holding her hand and fell asleep by the bed.

Qin Yanchen?

Looking at the man in front of him, Qiao Ansheng's pupils widened slightly, which was hard to hide his surprise.

She won't be dreaming!

Qin Yanchen is really by her side!

Those originally vague scenes in the memory began to become clear under the real feeling of the moment.

She remembered that someone protected her in time when her body fell down in the heavy rain.

At that time, the face she saw across the rain curtain was Qin Yanchen.

But Qin Yanchen can't be here?

So she thought it was just an illusion in her brain because she had been in the rain for too long and her thoughts were disordered.

But the scene in front of her told her that everything was true

That's not her imagination.

Qiao Ansheng looked at the man resting on the edge of the bed. He only felt that something broke through the earth in her heart and began to take root and sprout into an existence that was beyond her control.

She tried to smoke her right hand, which was pillowed, but found that she couldn't move at all.

No way, she can only use the strength of her elbow to carefully prop herself up from the bed, then lift another hand that is not suppressed, slowly bend over and lean towards the bedside

Her throat is dry now. She has to get out of bed and pour herself a glass of water to moisten her throat.

So before that, she had to get her other hand back.

Qiao Ansheng didn't want to disturb the man's dream in front of her, and she wasn't ready to face it, so she was very careful in her every move, for fear of waking the other party.

Outside, the rain gradually stopped and the mountain fog curled.

In the house, Qiao Ansheng used the dim and hazy light to reach out his left hand and touch the man's face when he was very close to the other party.

According to her plan, she planned to slightly hold up the half exposed handsome face with her left hand, and then smoothly pull back her numb right hand, which was pressed under the other party's restraint!

But the plan couldn't catch up with the change. When Qiao Ansheng just attached his left hand to the man's face, the man who was sleeping by the bed with his eyes closed raised his head without warning.

“……”

At the moment when his eyes were opposite, Qiao Ansheng neither entered nor retreated for a moment. He could only stand so stiff and maintain his original posture, with one hand still pasted on the slightly warm and cool handsome face.

Zhou Jingjing seemed to be able to hear the staggered heartbeat of the two people. Qiao Ansheng blinked his eyes and wriggled at the corners of his lips. He felt that his mouth was more dry now!

What should she do now?

Pull your hand back?

Qiao Ansheng tried to maintain calm on the surface, but at the bottom of his heart, he had already made a mess.

She is really

Dig your own pit and jump!

Why did she wake up now? Where did she put her hand?

Qin Yanchen doesn't think she wants to touch him?

"You, are you awake?"

After seven thoughts, Qiao Ansheng finally summoned up the courage to open his mouth first.

Then he quickly took his hand back from the man's face and explained with an embarrassed face: "don't get me wrong. I just want to take my hand back. There's no other meaning!"

His hands were back, but Qiao Ansheng was flustered and confused at the bottom of his heart. He always felt that everything he said now seemed to be making meaningless excuses.

For a long time, Qiao Ansheng didn't wait for the man's response.

She was wringing her fingers, wondering whether to say anything more, but a big palm with a warm breath suddenly covered her forehead.

“……”

What's he doing?