Qiao Nian's phone was confiscated by him. She raised her head, narrowed her eyes dangerously, pursed her lips subconsciously, and warned in a low voice: "Don't go too far."
Ye Wangchuan chuckled, and a smile poured out of his throat: "Niannian, am I going too far or are you going too far?"
"I've been waiting for this answer for a long time. Shouldn't you tell me first? You won't let me sleep well." His voice was so hoarse and low that it seemed like he was chatting with her, but he raised his hand and shamelessly rubbed the girl's hair: "Be good, tell me the answer first. Otherwise I won't be able to sleep. I haven't slept well recently, and I often have nightmares at night, dreaming that I was dumped."
Qiao Nian smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him. She wanted to avoid his "dirty hands", but her neck stiffened. She didn't do it. She frowned and corrected him with an irritated look: "Your situation can't be considered as being dumped. Dumping is when you have a girlfriend. You can only be considered as being rejected at most!"
It was the first time that Ye Wangchuan was corrected in such a situation. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, quite evilly, and looked down at her: "Are you going to reject me?"
Qiao Nian was locked in his gaze and it took her a long time to turn away. Her face, hidden by the hat, was cold and delicate, with her raven-black eyelashes drooping. She raised her hand to pull up her hat, but found that her wrist was held by someone else and she couldn't move at all.
"..." She was silent for a moment, without giving a direct answer, and said, "Can I refuse?"
"No," the man answered quickly, almost without thinking.
Qiao Nian smiled and raised her head. Her black and white eyes were pure, and the corners of her eyes were wildly raised as she looked at him: "That's it. Why are you still asking me the answer? There are only two answers, one is yes and the other is no. You didn't give me the option to refuse, so it's a one-to-one choice. Why bother asking me?"
She is not good at falling in love. Falling in love is not as good as studying. She thinks solving a math problem book is easier than falling in love.
Love is troublesome. According to her previous thinking, there is no such arrangement before graduation from college, and it may not be possible after college.
But Ye Wangchuan didn't know how to refuse.
I just can't say no to this guy.
The girl's answer was equivalent to implicit agreement. Ye Wangchuan was stunned at first, then he let go of her hand, raised his hand, and pressed his forehead. He seemed to have not expected that he would be so happy. He laughed almost uncontrollably, blocked the girl against the wall, and coaxed her in a low voice: "It's not that I don't allow you to refuse."
Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow.
Does he mean that he wants her to refuse
She didn't have time to ask.
The man's slow and charming voice came over her head: "Isn't it good to be with me? Someone will cook for you and take care of you."
Qiao Nian hasn't said yet that she doesn't need anyone to take care of her.
The next second, the man laughed softly, as if he knew her very well. He raised his hand to take off her cap, ruffled her hair, and said with a smile: "The most important thing is, I have Ye Qichen."
"Don't you like Chenchen?" He paused, his voice full of temptation: "If we are together, you will be his legitimate aunt. As long as you are happy, you can let him call you mom in the future."
Ye Qichen, who was far away in Beijing, was sitting on the sofa playing games on his iPad when he suddenly sneezed. He raised his head and rubbed his nose for no apparent reason.
"… "
Qiao Nian was speechless for a long time. The corner of her mouth twitched and she ruthlessly refused: "Auntie."
Her sister is now a generation older than her aunt, and she is not mentally prepared yet.
She said it quite naturally.
"Forget it, Mom."
(End of this chapter)