uproar.
bombing.
Two completely different coping emotions sounded at the same time.
Everyone in the live broadcast room seemed to be deaf after Jian Fan's voice fell.
I just feel the buzzing and buzzing in my ears.
The unbelievability in their eyes is directly proportional to the increase in the number of bullet chats that have been blurred in the live broadcast room.
But after a while, they moved in unison and looked at the other party.
That is our heroine—
Shen Qinghuan.
Seeing this, everyone was a little puzzled again.
Shen Qinghuan's reaction was not as great as other people's congresses, and even... it could be said that there was no reaction.
This program is a global live broadcast talk show. Before Shen Qinghuan appeared on the program, she had trained her facial expressions to ensure that the facial expressions captured by each camera are the most beautiful.
Right now, Shen Qinghuan's expression in every camera position is from the best angle, that is to say, her expression has not changed from the beginning to the end.
Everyone couldn't help but become suspicious.
Could it be that they guessed wrong
in this love relationship.
Isn't Shen Qinghuan the weak side
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After all, facing Jian Fan's public confession right now, Shen Qinghuan can still deal with it calmly.
The barrage in the live broadcast room is also full of various speculations.
But before their guesses were confirmed, Shen Qinghuan stood up with a perfect smile on his face, and before everyone could react, he picked up his white dress and ran out of the live broadcast hall.
The host stared wide-eyed, pressed the earphones next to his ears, and murmured: "This...is this a live broadcast accident?"
The director of the program group was silent for a while, and passed the meeting.
"Maybe it wasn't an accident, but a ****."
Because in the barrage, there was originally an argument about who was weaker, Shen Qinghuan or Jian Fan, in this love relationship, but at the moment when Shen Qinghuan raised the corner of her skirt and ran out, I don't know which barrage suddenly said something.
"Perhaps in their relationship, there has never been anyone who is strong and who is weak. They just followed the wind and walked towards each other together."
"It's a two-way street."
One sentence seemed to point out the love relationship between Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan.
…
Shen Qinghuan couldn't be more sober now.
She knew what it meant to run out of the studio.
Shen Qinghuan is a person who loves work very much. Apart from loving her job, the money she earns from her work can also allow her to repay the Yu family's favor.
She used to think that as long as she could pay off the debt, she could truly have a life that belonged to Shen Qinghuan.
Therefore, she never slackens her work.
But for the first time, she put Jian Fan before work, before the freedom she wanted.
She can't think of anything now.
I just want to see Jian Fan.
Autumn is rainy and the temperature plummets.
When Shen Qinghuan ran out of the building with the hem of her skirt in her hands, the cold wind blew over her fair and shiny shoulders and neck, she subconsciously shivered, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her skin.
Shen Qinghuan was sobered up from the cold.
It dawned on her that she didn't even ask where Jian Fan was now.
And...she didn't bring money or a cell phone.
Sure enough, the romance in idol dramas does not exist in reality.
Just as embarrassment flashed across Shen Qinghuan's face, and she was about to turn around and go back to get her phone in desperation, footsteps suddenly sounded in front of her eyes.
Someone came up the steps of the building.
Shen Qinghuan subconsciously stopped.
A tall and handsome figure walked up slowly holding a minimalist style transparent umbrella.
After a while, they stopped in front of Shen Qinghuan.
The umbrella moved forward to cover Shen Qinghuan from the slanting rain, and also... took advantage of the situation to cover the two of them under the same umbrella.
The cool rain dripped down the transparent umbrella surface, tick-tock, like beautiful pearls making happy sounds.
Shen Qinghuan's pretty Danfeng eyes widened slightly, looking at Jian Fan who was wearing a suit and standing like a snow-capped mountain, but behind the cold glasses was her figure in her pupils.
Her heart was pounding.
She seemed to have a lot to say and ask.
But at the moment when he saw Jian Fan, his words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and his mind went blank.
He just stared at Jian Fan foolishly.
Similarly, Jian Fan also stared at her.
But after a while, Jian Fan glanced at Shen Qinghuan's bare shoulders from the corner of his eye, frowning slightly, and with his free hand, he unbuttoned his suit jacket.
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Shen Qinghuan covered the coolly dressed Shen Qinghuan with her suit jacket with her backhand.
Jian Fan: "Aren't you afraid of getting sick if you wear so little?"
Shen Qinghuan blushed: "Then... there is a reason for that."
After finishing speaking, the two people who were looking at each other froze for a moment, as if recalling the previous scene, their eyes moved a little at the same time, showing a little shyness.
Jian Fan's thin lips moved slightly, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly glanced around from the corner of his eye, his brows tightened slightly, and his free big hand grabbed Shen Qinghuan's shoulder.
"Get out of here first."
The sudden approaching breath and the warm palm on the shoulder made Shen Qinghuan shiver, nodded as if his head was not enough, and obeyed Jianfan's movements.
That is, not long after the two left, a large number of reporters holding "big gun cameras" poured in, and the building where the program group was located was tightly blocked.
The strange thing is that Jian Fan didn't bring Shen Qinghuan back to the residence of either of them.
instead…
Shen Qinghuan looked at the not-too-familiar elevator numbers constantly jumping up, she pursed her lips and asked.
"Why do you want to come to ink?"
Mo private restaurant, the place where the two met for the first time.
Jian Fan's gaze was the same as Shen Qinghuan's, looking at the numbers of the elevator that kept jumping up, and said calmly.
"The place where you and I live is probably already full of reporters. I don't think you want to deal with them."
"Mo's privacy is very good, and there is no need to worry about being disturbed by reporters here."
Shen Qinghuan said "Oh", her tone seemed a little disappointed.
She also thought that Jian Fan also felt that the place they met for the first time had different meanings to them.
Jian Fan seemed to have noticed Shen Qinghuan's disappointment, he roughly guessed the reason for Shen Qinghuan's disappointment, Jian Fan's head drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc.
"As long as I stay with you, any place is meaningful."
"Cough cough!!!"
Surprised by the sudden love words, Shen Qinghuan subconsciously coughed twice.
She didn't dare to look at Jian Fan, but she could feel the warmth of Jian Fan's gaze on her.
It's not cold, it's warm.
Shen Qinghuan coughed slightly, and her heart seemed to warm up.
The two sat down, and all the dishes were Shen Qinghuan's favorite.
It seems to be carefully and deliberately prepared.
Just like Jian Fan suddenly appeared in front of Shen Qinghuan, Shen Qinghuan was taken by surprise.
Thoughts flashed, Shen Qinghuan thought of this matter, and said with some doubts.
"Then, why did you appear there?"
Jian Fan took it for granted: "At that time, I should be by your side."
Shen Qinghuan didn't know that all of this was not carefully planned and prepared.
From the moment she picked up the phone, Jian Fan realized that Shen Qinghuan must have fallen for someone else's trap.
After he became clear about his feelings for Shen Qinghuan, he took the initiative a lot, but because of his calm personality all the year round, he didn't know how much Shen Qinghuan felt.
And the last kiss incident seemed to scare Shen Qinghuan a little.
He wanted to relax for a while, and take it slowly.
But, he couldn't see someone bullying Shen Qinghuan.
Words, blurted out.
No thinking, no consideration.
But at the moment of speaking, it means that he will be responsible for what he said.
He liked Shen Qinghuan, and when he chose Shen Qinghuan, he never thought that he would spend his long life with others.
Jian Fan is not a smooth-talking person, but at this moment, his serious and sincere emotions are revealed in his eyes.
I don't want to hide my love for Shen Qinghuan anymore.
Such a strong and eager emotion, after being suppressed, seemed to explode even more enthusiastically.
Shen Qinghuan can feel it.
If, at this moment, she still doesn't understand.
She is a fool.
For a split second, Shen Qinghuan's mind was like surging sea water, shouting one after another.
This emotion is very strange.
She had obviously been in love before, but this was the first time she felt such a violent heartbeat.
At this moment, Shen Qinghuan seemed to realize something.
Xu Anshen was a child who grew up being loved and loved. His parents and relatives treated him very well, and he could feel the warmth and happiness of a happy family. At that time, Shen Qinghuan was attracted by the warmth and tenderness of his body. move.
She thought, even if such a person could not cure her, it would be good to let her warm up.
But that is not the real heartbeat and liking.
When meeting Jian Fan, at this moment, Shen Qinghuan understood this truth.
Right now, in Mo's private dining room, there are only the two of them, separated by a white cloth square table. There are exquisite delicacies on the square table, but Shen Qinghuan feels that these things are very obtrusive.
hindered...she and Jian Fan.
Shen Qinghuan got up quickly, Jian Fan's clothes on her shoulders slipped down on the chair, she didn't have time to care, she went straight over the square table, and walked to Jian Fan.
She didn't care, but Jian Fan felt distressed.
Jian Fan looked at Shen Qinghuan's bare shoulders, frowned and said.
"Qing Huan, put on your clothes, you will get sick if you do this."
Shen Qinghuan lowered her eyes, looking down at Jian Fan with her beautiful Danfeng eyes, looking at Jian Fan carefully, as if she wanted to firmly remember Jian Fan's appearance.
Just when Jian Fan wanted to repeat it again.
Shen Qinghuan suddenly supported Jian Fan's chair with one hand, and leaned over to approach him.
She participated in the show today, wearing a light perfume on her body, which is the tone of sea water, empty and remote.
Jian Fan's indifferent expression changed slightly, and her deep eyes darkened for a moment.
And the next moment, Shen Qinghuan's words not only caused him to have a slight change in expression.
She approached him, squatted short in front of Jian Fan, looked up at Jian Fan and said.
"If you're afraid that I'll get sick, just... hug me."
As soon as the words fell, Jian Fan was stunned.
But Shen Qinghuan didn't seem to want to give Jian Fan a chance to think, her little white hands had already wrapped around Jian Fan's neck.
The skin-to-skin closeness made both of their bodies shudder at the same time.
After a while, Jianfan's breathing seemed to be a little heavier.
"Qing Huan, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Don't you still have a lot of questions?"
Does Jian Fan want to get close to Shen Qinghuan
Yes, of course, he thought madly.
But he was more afraid of frightening Shen Qinghuan.
Even before Shen Qinghuan got close to him, he was always worried.
He was afraid that Shen Qinghuan would not like what he did, and even more afraid that Shen Qinghuan... would not like him.
Just as Shen Qinghuan was worried that Jian Fan had a cooperative relationship with her, so Jian Fan did not have such worries.
But at the moment when Shen Qinghuan was willing to get close to him, Jian Fan was not only satisfied and happy on the skin, but also confirmed that Shen Qinghuan didn't hate him, and even...maybe liked him.
At that moment, for the first time, Jian Fan's mood, which has been silent for a long time, fluctuated obviously.
Excitedly, dancing for Shen Qing.
But because of this, he had to take Shen Qinghuan more seriously.
Don't get carried away by excitement.
He hoped that Shen Qinghuan had thought it through before he was willing to get close to him.
Rather than a momentary impulse or emotion.
The moment Shen Qinghuan looked up at him, it was rare to understand the emotion in Jian Fan's eyes.
In his pitch-black eyes, there appeared some emotions that Shen Qinghuan thought would never appear on Jian Fan.
Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised when she felt Jian Fan's body tense.
But after being surprised, the corners of Shen Qinghuan's mouth turned up slowly.
With her arms around Jian Fan's neck, she leaned over and lay in Jian Fan's warm embrace. Shen Qinghuan's heart seemed to be instantly filled with a sense of happiness and security.
She was so comfortable that she even rubbed against Jian Fan's arms.
Of course, Jian Fan's body tensed even more.
Shen Qinghuan this time, of course knew the meaning of this, she hid in Jian Fan's arms, blushing slightly.
Thinking of what Jian Fan asked her earlier.
Shen Qinghuan's cold and lazy voice sounded in Jian Fan's arms.
"I think some words can be proved by actions."
This was what Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan said at that time, in front of Pei Qingya.
At that time, Jian Fan did one thing.
Jian Fan seemed to realize something, he lowered his head subconsciously, and at this moment, Shen Qinghuan raised his head and hooked Jian Fan's neck.
Soft lips meet.
A real kiss.
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