After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

Chapter 104 Suffocating Love 21
As soon as Yan Xiuwen's words came out of his mouth, Du Fengqing replied, "How do you know that Yan Qing doesn't want to get wet in the snow?"

Yan Xiuwen: "Will she think?"

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, did he look like a fool, would he get drenched in the snow if he didn't have an umbrella?
But the two pairs of eyes were staring straight at her at the moment, as if asking her to choose one of the two.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, then took the umbrella from Yan Xiuwen's hand, "I think you two can chat, let's get some snow together, I'll go first."

As he spoke, he held an umbrella and left without looking back, leaving two people standing in place with their eyes facing each other.

The white snow has dyed the ends of their hair white.

Du Fengqing sneered, "I didn't expect Sanshao Yan to become nosy after taking up this job."

Yan Xiuwen pursed his thin lips a little, and said coldly, "Master Du has a reputation for being unfeminine, but now he is pestering a little girl?"

"Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

Hearing Yan Xiuwen's words, Du Fengqing was not angry but chuckled, "It's a coincidence, you said I can't touch other women, but now I meet Yan Qing, but I don't have that disgusting nausea at all. Do you think this is a fate bestowed by God?"

Yan Xiuwen looked at him coldly, only to feel that the smile on his face was particularly glaring.

"That's also evil fate."

After leaving this sentence, Yan Xiuwen ignored Du Fengqing.

Under the sleeve of Yan Xiuwen's coat, he clenched his fist tightly. No one knew how flustered Du Fengqing was when he appeared in front of Yan Qing.

Du Fengqing, who was standing there, looked at the figure who had gone away, and muttered in wonder, "Why is this guy a little different today?"

The smell of gunpowder became even more intense, as if I had done something to offend him.

...

In the middle of the night, Yan Xiuwen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed but his brows furrowed.

In the dream, the yard that had just been drenched in the rain still had a damp atmosphere.

Leng Bai's fingertip movements stopped, Yan Xiuwen put down the pen in his hand, and walked out of the study wearing a white gown. Seeing the water on the swing, he took a dry cloth and wiped it gently.

Thin lips curled up slightly, "If I can't play on the swing today, I don't know what to do."

A smile overflowed from those eyes, probably thinking of something, full of doting look.

He was cleaning the swing when he heard footsteps outside.

Yan Qing, who was wearing a blue school uniform, entered the yard from the outside, saw Yan Xiuwen, and shouted with a smile, "Brother!"

Yan Xiuwen pursed his lips and looked over after hearing the reputation, but the smile on his face froze for a moment.

I saw Yan Qing pulling a young man in a Chinese tunic suit who looked older than her, walking towards him.

She had a childish smile on her face, her eyes were clear, "Brother, I brought a friend back, and he really likes your article!"

Yan Xiuwen responded lukewarmly.

Fang Fang stretched out his hand towards Yan Xiuwen, "I often read the articles you write, and I think your writing is very good."

"Qing'er also often mentions you to me, saying that she admires you the most as an elder brother."

Yan Xiuwen's voice was a little cold, obviously displeased, "Really?"

The young man nodded, with a smile on his face. When he laughed, his long and narrow peach eyes were slightly curved, and the tear mole at the corner of one eye was particularly conspicuous.

"I thought about visiting before, but I never had the chance. I'm really sorry."

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't speak any more, but his eyes fell on the hands held by the two, his eyes were cold.

Yan Qing, who was next to him, reacted to Gu Lai, let go of Du Fengqing's hand in a panic, and explained, "We are friends, ordinary friends."

Yan Xiuwen didn't say a word, put down the cloth in his hand, and walked back to the study.

The atmosphere in the yard was suddenly a little strange.

Yan Qing explained again with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, my brother is not like this usually, maybe it's because he's not in a good mood today."

The young man smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Maybe I came here suddenly, I should have said in advance, I will come to visit again, next time, next time I will prepare some greetings, and come see your brother again."

Yan Qing's cheeks were slightly hot, and he nodded happily, "Okay."

After the young man left, Yan Qing carefully carried the tea, went into the study, put the teacup by Yan Xiuwen's hand, and asked tentatively, "Brother, are you in a bad mood today?"

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips parted slightly, "No."

His tone was visibly cold.

Yan Qing frowned, "I see, do you not like the friend I brought back today?"

Yan Xiuwen didn't speak.

But Yan Qing saw that the movement of his hand holding the pen was obviously paused.

Yan Qing sighed slightly, pulled a stool and sat down beside him, "I just want to make friends, not for anything, don't be unhappy."

"Besides, I've grown up, I'm eighteen, don't treat me like a child anymore."

She repeatedly emphasized the fact that she had grown up, and she always felt that since being picked up by Yan Xiuwen, he has been raising herself as a child.

Yan Xiuwen said coldly, "You are only eighteen, and you are at the age when you don't know people clearly. Do you know the origin of that person, and you just make friends with him and bring him home?"

"Think you've grown up and don't want to be under my control?"

He looked at the girl in front of him. He didn't know when she started running out frequently. The world where he was originally alone began to accommodate many people.

Now, he also brought people before his eyes.

Yan Qing pursed his lips, "I don't have it, I've already inquired about it...the family belongs to the Du family, and the Du family is a scholarly family."

"Brother, you don't have any friends, and you don't go out very much, so I just thought, bring a friend back to talk to you!"

Yan Xiuwen sighed slightly, "I'm afraid that you will be deceived by someone. That person looks... unreliable."

Yan Qing laughed, "Brother, there is no one who judges people by appearance like you. You can't think that people are unreliable just because they are good-looking!"

"Besides, my brother is also very good-looking. Could it be that my brother is also unreliable?"

She smiled and looked at Yan Xiuwen.

My brother is also very good-looking, not worse than others at all.

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips curled up slightly, and he raised his pen to tap the tip of her nose, "If you dare to take anyone home again, you will be fined to go back to your own home, and you will not be allowed to come back for a month."

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth curled up, and he hugged Yan Xiuwen's arm, "What about my own home, my brother's home is my home, let alone a month, even a day."

She blinked, suddenly feeling a little uneasy, and asked with her face up, "Or, you don't want me as a sister anymore, regret picking me up, and want to throw me back?"

Yan Xiuwen's heart sank suddenly, "How is that possible."

Seeing Yan Qing's uneasy expression, he immediately blamed himself for saying such things...

Yan Qing laughed softly, "By the way, brother, my friend is called Du Fengqing, Fengqing of the bright moon."

"Just like me, there is Qing... don't you think it's a coincidence?"

...

The sky was pale, Yan Xiuwen came out of the house, it was snowing outside, but the voice from last night's dream still seemed to be echoing in his ears.

(End of this chapter)