C61 Little Fairy

"Sorry about that. I'm so outstanding, it's normal for you to treat me so well." How could a person be so proud!

At first, An Xiao was speechless, but when she looked at Qin Zian, her eyes were filled with helplessness! The tiny throbbing in his eyes had been hidden away without a trace.

"You take your time. I'll go back and rest. Good night."

An Xiaochu uneasily stroked the hair at the side of her face as she stared at the messy table. It was unknown what she was thinking about.

"You're not insomniac?" Qin Zi pulled An Xiaochu's wrist and asked in confusion. His movements were too natural. At first, An Xiaoxiao didn't even have the chance to struggle.

"How do you know?" If her memory was correct, from beginning to end, she hadn't said a single word about her insomnia.

"I won't tell you." Well, you can't sleep anyway, so do me a favor. Here … Do you see these? Help me sort them out. " Qin ZiAng casually pushed An Xiao down onto the chair he had just sat on, and gestured with his chin towards the messy table.

"Ah?" I won't. " This could be considered a secretary job, but she had never had any contact with it before.

"Follow the feeling." Qin Zian picked up the chopsticks from the tray and lowered his head to concentrate on the food in the bowl. He didn't even bat an eyelid when he spoke.

This was a decision made for him! At first, An Xiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up. When she had cleaned up the mess on the table, the bottom of Qin Zian's bowl had also been seen.

"Are you sleepy now?" Qin Zian raised his head just in time to see An Xiao covering her mouth and yawning. It seemed that his stack of data had a good effect on curing insomnia.

"Yes, it's already past 2. Good night." The clock on the wall ticked and ticked.

"I'll walk you back to your room." The son of Qin stood up from his chair and picked up the tray before An Xiaochu could do anything. The other hand was just in time to support An Xiao when she first tripped over the foot of the stool.

Naturally, Qin Zian's hand fell on An Xiaochu's shoulder. The two of them maintained their half-arms around each other until they reached the door of An Xiaochu's room.

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The spring sun in May was bright and gentle. An Xiaochu opened her eyes from sleep and subconsciously looked towards the source of the light. The room he woke up in was strange to him, and he started to doze off.

"Aiya, I've gone silly from my sleep!" This was the room Uncle Yao had specially prepared for her yesterday!

After washing up in the bathroom she brought with her, An Xiaochu then slowly went downstairs.

"Eh, you haven't gone to work yet?" It was already 9: 30. According to Qin Zian's habit, he should be sitting in a building with an international reputation to handle official business.

Not like this, with coffee and breakfast.

"Later. Good morning, Xiaochu. "

An Xiao's movement to pull back the chair stopped. What was Qin Zian saying?

Was it because she had heard wrongly, or was it because Qin Zian had said the wrong thing? In other words, China was full of questions. There was a problem with her sentence understanding, but Qin Zian had said, "Good morning, An Xiaochu."

"The moment An Xiaochu's hands stiffened, the chair began to protest." With a squeak, the sound was especially ear-piercing in such a large restaurant. Early in the morning, when An Xiao first heard it, she frowned. She subconsciously looked at Qin Zian's expression and discovered that he had no expression at all. His handsome face had tight facial features and was as cold as a sculpture on the street.

"Good morning, Qin …" Young Master Qin. "

An Xiaochu's mouth was very smooth as if she wanted to call out Qin Zian's name, but she suddenly realized in the middle of her sentence that calling out to him was beyond the scope of their current relationship.

There was only a single contract between them.

An Xiaoxiao had originally thought that Qin Zian would not care about her slip of tongue. Who knew that once she raised her head, she would coincidentally fall into a pair of amber silent seas.

"As you wish." An Xiao had been staring fixedly at Qin Zian's eyes until he spat out two words. Only then did she suddenly regain her senses.

"Do as I wish? Do as I wish?" An Xiao silently recited the words of Qin Zian twice in her heart, but she still could not understand what he wanted to express. She had never been one to make things difficult for herself, so she didn't mind.

Seeing her nonchalant expression, Qin ZiAng's black, sword-like eyebrows creased imperceptibly.

"Xiaoxiao has just woken up. I'll bring your breakfast over immediately." Steward Yao walked into the dining room with a smile on his face. When he saw An Xiao sitting on the chair, a string of words immediately popped out of his mouth.

"Uncle Yao, let me help you." Letting an old man take care of himself in such a hurry was a very sinful thing to do.

She wasn't like Qin Zian, who was born to enjoy his life.

"No need, no need. It has been prepared long ago. Just bring it over. You should talk to the young master here."

Steward Yao was getting more and more shrewd as he revealed Qin Zian's thoughts with a single sentence. Did the young master really think that an old man like him would not understand if he didn't tell others? Qin Zian had eaten breakfast for almost an hour. He had already changed cups of coffee. In the past, the young master had already left for work. The reason was not to wait for An Xiao to wake up.

Butler Yao left with a smile. An Xiaochu looked doubtfully at Steward Yao's back. She had the nagging feeling that everyone had been in a good mood these past two days.

Especially someone. Thinking up to here, An Xiaochu subconsciously looked in the direction of Qin Zian. He was holding the handle of his coffee cup between his fingers and moving it to his lips. The European style thick cup was very compatible with his cold and aloof temperament.

But...

Even as the words left her mouth, An Xiaoxiao didn't know if she should say it or not. Hesitantly, he glanced at Qin Zian a few more times, as if thinking about a mental battle. Putting aside the past matters, in the last two days, Qin Zian had been very good to her. It could be seen from the way she lived in her room.

"Coffee in the morning isn't good for you." Swallowing his throat, An Xiaochu softly spat out a few words. Qin Zian's hand that was holding the coffee cup suddenly stopped. He looked at An Xiaochu with some disbelief.

"Yes." As if he had seen a ghost, Qin Zian quietly put down the cup in his hand. When An Xiaochu saw him acting so cooperatively, she immediately felt a lot more confident.

"You slept late last night. You have to take some time off. Coffee isn't the way to go."

The volume of his words was similar to that of a normal voice. Qin Ziang's eyes, which were calm and composed, suddenly shone with brilliance.

Steward Yao, who was carrying An Xiaochu's breakfast, walked to the door just in time to hear An Xiaochu's concern. The advancing footsteps stopped at the door. Having lived for so many years, he had to be aware of what was going on.

"How do you feel about your new room?" Qin Zian's voice came from inside. Based on the twenty-odd years of experience that butler Yao had in taking care of him, the young master was in a very good mood. Listen, these words have an uppercut tone to them.

"It's fine, thank you!" I wanted to thank you last night, but I forgot when I was too tired. "

This was something that An Xiaoxiao had only just recalled when she woke up this morning. Last night, she cooked supper in order to thank Qin Zian for taking care of her during the day. In the end, when she was in the study, she was interrupted by Qin Zian and forgot about it …

"Suddenly being so kind and polite doesn't seem like you." The son of Qin raised his chin as he studied An Xiaochu's face.

"This is the real me, alright? I'm a fairy in the first place, if you didn't force me, would I have used my viciousness to conceal my true identity?" After all, it was Qin Zian's responsibility. One had to know that she, An Xiaoxiao, was a very good young man who was very upright in the eyes of outsiders.

"Little Fairy …" The tone of Qin Ziang's voice gave An Xiaochu the illusion of being despised.

Even Housekeeper Yao, who was standing by the door eavesdropping, felt that his young master didn't know how to chat. Afraid that the atmosphere might turn cold due to Young Master's lack of understanding of the situation, Butler Yao picked up the time and carried the tray in.

"Xiaochu, this is your breakfast. Come and eat while it's hot."

The breakfast that Housekeeper Yao had prepared for An Xiaoxiao was to make up for the porridge, delicately styled side dishes and pastries. On the other side, there was a seemingly light bowl of soup. A strong Chinese flavor, but it was a great tonic for those who were not in good health.

Qin Zian casually swept a glance and nodded in his heart.

"Thank you, Uncle Yao. Have you eaten?" Qin Zian's breakfast was all in the Western style, but the breakfast he had been given was Chinese style. It was obvious that it had been meticulously prepared. A touch moved in the beginning of An Xiaoxiao's heart, beautiful peach blossom eyes, billowing water color.

Housekeeper Yao nodded at An Xiaochu with a smile.

"Master, do you need me to bring you a glass of milk?"

Housekeeper Yao didn't approve of Qin Zian drinking coffee in the morning, but with his personality, he had been stubborn since he was young and had a more positive idea than adults. When he grew up, it would be even harder for him to listen to other people's words.

Now that he was willing to listen to what An Xiao had to say, Housekeeper Yao was very happy.

Qin Zian didn't say anything. With just a slight movement, Housekeeper Yao happily went down. When An Xiao saw the tacit understanding between the two, she let out a heartfelt sigh. Probably only someone like Housekeeper Yao, who didn't have a temper, could endure the fickle Qin Zian.

But to tell the truth, Qin Zian actually listened to her and didn't drink coffee. This made her very surprised.

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If you had to ask, what kind of days passed the fastest? Then An Xiao would definitely say that she had been eating and waiting for death in Qin Zian's villa.

Since the day before yesterday, when Qin Zian brought her back from the hospital to the villa, she had been wandering around the villa.

It's been two days, so boring!

An Xiaochu helplessly threw the flower scissors in her hands to the side, then sat down on the lawn and basked in the sun while hugging her knees.

Today was the 28th, right? She vaguely remembered that on this day, she seemed to have something to do, but what was it?

An Xiaoxiao was just about to fall asleep when she suddenly thought of something. Her mind instantly cleared up.

Hurriedly returning to her room to change into decent clothes, she found her ticket in the closet and packed her bag. Under Housekeeper Yao's puzzled gaze, An Xiao rushed out of the villa.

The location of the villa was too remote. It was already 5 o'clock, so he didn't know if he could make it to the start of the 7 o'clock concert.

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