Compared with Qiao Ansheng's calmness, Qin Yanchen once again felt uneasy and cramped.
Qiao Ansheng hugged him in his arms and nodded: "yes, we are all together now. Your home must also be my home!"
She has a lively voice.
"What kind of home do you want?"
Qiao Ansheng still remembers what she said at that time. She didn't say many sensational words, such as "where you are, it's my home..."
But really seriously thinking, very longing for the idea of their future home.
"To have a big balcony, my house must be like a princess's room. I like flowers in the room. It's best to have a flower rattan swing and a huge French window, so..."
"When I'm tired, I can sit on the swing and look at the scenery outside..."
……
Qiao Ansheng can't remember what else he said.
Qin Yanchen remembered every word.
At first, he was constrained by financial resources and could not completely arrange a home in her mind according to Qiao Ansheng's idea. Later, he relied on his outstanding ability.
At that time, when Nan'an could afford a house and could realize Qiao Ansheng's wish, Yao man appeared at that moment, and Qin Yanchen and Qiao Ansheng were forced to separate.
When Qin Yanchen returned home again, things had changed. Qiao Ansheng was not with him. He had a very painful time.
During that time, he blocked everything about Qiao Ansheng into the villa on Biwu street.
He thought he wouldn't think as long as he couldn't see it.
But he forgot to miss such things as maggots attached to the bone, like a shadow, things can be thrown away and locked up
But the heart can't.
Therefore, the villa on Biwu street is more a container for Qin Yanchen to miss Qiao Ansheng, where there are many memories of Qiao Ansheng.
Qiao Ansheng has lived here since he was born. Everyone has a little idea of returning to the root.
Qin Yanchen thought that this would be the place where Qiao Ansheng most wanted to start a family.
Although the Qiao family's villa was robbed during the period, Qin Yanchen has brought the villa back again.
And according to what Qiao Ansheng conceived in his mind, it was completely transformed into what Qiao Ansheng thought.
Qin Yanchen looked at Qiao Ansheng sitting on the swing and looked at the artificial lake dug out of the window. He didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't help walking over and rubbing her head: "what are you thinking, so distracted?"
Qiao Ansheng was rubbed back by him and looked up. Qin Yanchen stood beside him, Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes closed in the sun, and his black pupils were deeply dazzling.
She returned to reality from the complex memories, and her sight could not help moving from the shadow of Qin Yanchen to the people now.
Time did not take away the delicacy of his facial features, but turned his youth and frivolity into a more attractive maturity and returned to him.
Qiao Ansheng stared at him and finally found a trace of time on his face.
She got up from the swing and walked to the man step by step. When she came to him, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help standing on tiptoe and stretching out her hands.
Hooked the man's neck.
The man was too tall. Qiao Ansheng tried to stand on tiptoe and couldn't reach the bridge of his nose.
It can only make men lower their heads.
Qiao Ansheng put the bridge of her nose against each other's nose. Because she touched her heart, her eyes were sour and her voice sounded nasal: "do you remember you asked me what kind of home I want?"
With four eyes opposite, Qin Yanchen can clearly see her red eyes and her own reflection in her clear pupils.
Qiao Ansheng once had no self-existence in her eyes, but now he is full of her whole eyes.
Qin Yanchen didn't speak. He leaned over gently and rubbed Qiao Ansheng with the bridge of his nose.
Qiao Ansheng smiled: "I didn't understand anything at that time. I think I can answer your question completely now..."
With her eyes containing too much water, she looked at Qin Yanchen. Her red lips started slightly. The words and sentences mixed with heat rushed to Qin Yanchen's face.
"For me, a place with you can be regarded as my home."
As long as you are with Qin Yanchen, it doesn't matter where you are. You can be called home wherever you are.
In fact, home is only a pronoun, a warm harbor generated by a person's existence. That harbor becomes meaningful because of this person.
Qin Yanchen's blood poured into his brain.
He directly held the back of Qiao Ansheng's head and lifted her up,
Qiao Ansheng's mind seemed to be dazed by the hot kiss. She didn't even know when she had been in bed.
The mattress was so soft that they fell in the moment they fell over.
Qin Yanchen's heavy and hot body pressed on her. Qiao Ansheng's face was flushed. They breathed heavily and hurriedly.
Just when the heat in this room is rising
Suddenly
From the door came a burst of trampling and cheerful footsteps, which seemed to run towards her room. Qiao Ansheng caught the movement in a daze.
The alarm bell in her mind rang, subconsciously frowned, reluctantly stretched out her hand and pushed Qin Yanchen's chest: "don't..."
Qin Yanchen kissed her on the neck. The breath was moist and warm. Qiao Ansheng's weak strength was like refusing to welcome, which could not have any effect on him.
Qiao Ansheng's body was pressed on the bed by him. He was so soft that he had no strength. He could only listen to the jubilant footsteps running over, and then
"Bang..."
The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and then Joe's clear and vibrant voice came through the door and rang loudly in the room.
"Sister! Brother in law! Let's go fishing! "
Joe was willing to hang a fresh smile on his face, pushed the door open and plunged in. There was no grid in the room, so he could see the overlapping figures on the bed at a glance.
His relaxed voice suddenly stopped, his smile froze awkwardly, and the two people in bed also looked back at him.
Joe wishes: "
Qiao Ansheng: "
The room seemed to be pressed the pause button, and it was quiet like death
Joe's face became more and more embarrassed. He opened his face, touched his nose, put his hands behind him, looked up and took back his steps step by step.
"That what, sister, you continue... Continue..."