Chapter 537

"Is that ok? Sheng Sheng, can you give me this qualification? "

Men's eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky.

Qiao Ansheng covered his mouth with his other hand. It was like sand in his eyes. Just about to blink, he suddenly dropped big tears.

The fragrance in the nearby wind is also stronger. Epiphyllum is in bloom.

Those white flower buds bloom in the wind one by one, emitting a pungent fragrance.

Under the magnificent and vast scenery, Qiao Ansheng looked at the ring on her finger. At that moment, her mood suddenly seemed to collapse, and she was buried in the man's arms.

Tears soaked her face and men's clothes.

Qin Yanchen saw that she was holding her clothes and her little body was sobbing. He puffed and laughed, and hurriedly pulled the man out of his arms: "what are you crying for?"

He raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes.

Qiao Ansheng had red eyes and lips. She just held Qin Yanchen's hand tightly, looked at Qin Yanchen and buried it in Qin Yanchen's arms.

Qin Yanchen hugged her and patted her on the back.

After a long time, Qiao Ansheng reluctantly stopped her emotions. She fell in the arms of a man, and the meteor on her head was about to reach the end of the sky

She was embarrassed to remember that she had not made a wish. She was so surprised that she raised her head from the man's arms. Her eyes were red and her voice was a little dumb because she had shed tears: "I... I haven't made a wish yet!"

Qin Yanchen's smile was more dazzling than the stars in the night. He took Qiao Ansheng's hand, folded his hands, wrapped her hand in his palm, and closed his eyes first.

"There's still time..."

Qiao Ansheng closed his eyes obediently.

Mingming had thousands of wishes in her mind before, hoping that Qiao would be safe, that Qiao could develop and grow quickly, and that she could go on like this with Qin Yanchen.

But at the moment, she looked at the meteor, her mind seemed to be empty all at once. The moment she closed her eyes, it was all. Thank God for letting Qin Yanchen appear in her life.

She still doesn't know why she is so lucky to meet such a person who dotes on her.

If you can, may she be like a star, a monarch and a moon, and bright at night.

Qiao Ansheng kept thinking about this idea in her mind. She closed her eyes tightly and held her hand in the palm of the man's hand, with unspeakable warmth in her heart.

It was closed for a long time. There was silence around. Only the smell of flowers in the air became stronger and stronger.

She secretly opened one eye and, not surprisingly, matched the man's dark pupil. When she opened her eyes, Qin Yanchen's eyebrows were all gentle: "have you made a wish?"

Qiao Ansheng nodded.

Then look at the night sky. The brilliant meteor has crossed slowly from the sky, leaving only a bunch of snow-white tails hanging in the sky.

The Epiphyllum next to it is very bright.

The long flowers are bent by the heavy flower buds, and the white petals like snow rise up on the top layer by layer, releasing the fragrance recklessly.

Qiao Ansheng's dimple suddenly appeared on his cheek, and his little face was satisfied: "thank you..."

"Thank me for what?"

Qin Yanchen was puzzled. He put his hand down and clasped it with her fingers.

"Thank you for loving me so much..."

She blinked and suddenly asked, "Qin Yanchen, why me?"

Qiao Ansheng boasts that he is not a stunning beauty with beautiful appearance, and his ability has not reached the state of perfection like Qin Yanchen.

Without that filter, she is really an ordinary and ordinary person.

"You are so powerful and good. There are so many people like you. Why did you choose me?"

Qiao Ansheng looked at the man's particularly delicate face under the night sky. It's not too much to say that he looked like a picture. She held out her hand and gently touched his side face.

Qin Yanchen grabbed his hand and kissed it on his lips.

His lips are very thin. They are the kind of thin lips that old people often say, but they are incomparably soft.

The dry kiss fell on the back of her hand, close to the warm skin. Qiao Ansheng seemed to be scalded by his body temperature, and subconsciously wanted to extend his hand.

But he was tightly held by a man.

Qiao Ansheng found that men seem to have some special hobbies and have to kiss her when doing anything.

Or kiss her when you get caught.

Obviously, he is a serious cleanliness addict. Sometimes Joe wants to touch him. He has to hide his impatience, but he is willing to come together to kiss her again and again.

From face to hand, sometimes it rises in the middle of the night, and kisses will fall all over her, as if there was something on her that attracted her.

Qin Yanchen grabbed her hand and looked serious. He seemed to be thinking about how to answer this question.

About a few seconds later, the man took her around him: "why can't it be you?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't speak, but lay down in his arms and put his fingers on the golden button on his chest pocket.

Qin Yanchen grabbed her hand with one hand and put another hand on her back: "fool, why do you always think so?"

Qiao Ansheng shrunk in his arms and said, "I just think you are too excellent! I'm not alone! Everyone thinks so, and I'm a little too ordinary... "

Her praise made Qin Yanchen feel hot. He smiled deeply on his lips, pinched Qiao Ansheng's small nose, lowered his head and gently put it on Qiao Ansheng's soft hair.

"If everyone thinks I'm excellent, will you love me? If you think you are ordinary, no one will love you? Sheng Sheng, it's not like this... "

Qiao Ansheng was a little dizzy around him.

Qin Yanchen's black eyes are bright and bright: "moreover, you are never ordinary."

Qiao Ansheng may never know what role she played in Qin Yanchen's life. Qin Yanchen's life was like a backwater without waves and waves.

The appearance of Qiao Ansheng added a bit of light to his black-and-white color.

Let Qin Yanchen experience another color in life.

He didn't say any more, but gently lowered his head and printed a kiss on her head.

Qiao Ansheng didn't quite understand his words. He pulled his collar and pulled the man down. He was still reluctant.

"You think I'm not ordinary. That's because beauty is in your lover's eyes. You see, I'm wearing a filter. To tell you the truth, you didn't like me before, or when you didn't know me well, what kind of person do you think I was?"