One King, Two Young Masters, His Royal Highnesses

Qian Weiran raised her eyes and cast a glance at An Yixu, who was moving strangely. Her eyes were calm, and she refused, "No need."

After finishing speaking, Qian Weiran didn't look at An Yixu, and stepped in with her shoes on, brushing past An Yixu's outstretched hands.

Immediately, An Yixu fell into an extremely embarrassing petrification again. This woman has to reject him several times a day before she is reconciled!

Now he has the urge to get hairy, but because of his excellent etiquette and upbringing as the heir of a nobleman, he will never be allowed to have a trace of imperfection in front of outsiders. Bringing punishment, this is the seemingly gorgeous masquerade that one is born to never shed.

"Hey... why are you still standing there? Is there a medicine cabinet? Also, I need a few more boiled eggs, I'll leave them to you."

When Qian Weiran came to An Yixu's house, she let it go even more. Anyway, there was no one else, so why did she deliberately cover herself up?That's what she thought, but An Yixu didn't necessarily think so.

An Yixu controlled his emotions and restored his usual smile, but it was very reluctant, and explained: "The medicine box is under the coffee table, and there are no boiled eggs. I will go buy it now, wait for me!"

He had just changed his shoes and was about to go out when he suddenly turned his head to look at Qian Weiran who was sitting on the sofa fiddling with the medicine box, and asked, "Why do you want boiled eggs?"

She pointed to An Yixu and pointed to her own face, then rolled her eyes, then continued to fiddle with the medicine box with her head down, as if to say again, of course it was for your face, idiot.

I don't know why, but Qian Weiran's small movements made him feel very happy. It turned out that she still cared about him.

(ps: She cares about your face, because she slapped it. Xu Zuo insisted: Caring about my face means caring about me.)

Qian Weiran had finished placing all the medical equipment, and when she looked up again, she found that An Yixu was still there, so she couldn't help becoming angry: "Why are you still smirking? Don't leave!"

"Oh... I'll just go..." She actually got angry, she is really a moody woman, and whose house is this!Obviously he is the master!It was so useless to be driven away.An Yixu shook his head and sighed, "The villain is in power!"

After An Yixu left, Qian Weiran wandered around An Yixu's apartment because she was bored by herself.

First, he visited the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and toilet. After wandering around the first floor, Qian Weiran started to go to the second floor. However, just after reaching the second floor, the downstairs doorbell rang.

"Come back so soon? It's really fast..." It's a pity that she hasn't visited An Yixu's room yet, Qian Weiran is looking at the first room on the left on the second floor, neither entering nor retreating, really depressed very.

"Annoying... oh..." At this time, she ran back. She knew that she should have visited the second floor and the first floor first, but now she regretted it.

There was no way, as the doorbell downstairs was getting louder and louder, she had no choice but to go down.

———————————————————— Gorgeous dividing line———————————

ps: Do what you say, as long as it’s not past 12 o’clock, you can add updates, and recommend 150 to send additional updates. . . . . . . . .