Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 397
Seeing Qiao Luo looking at the door from time to time, she couldn't help but smiled, "It's okay, just leave him alone. There are always a few days in a boy every month, he probably thinks his birthday is tomorrow, and then you haven't said anything. I started to rush."

It is said that Mo Qing knows her son better than her mother, but Mo Qing still knows her son somewhat.

Qiao Yan was really bothered by this right now. He sat on the rock in the garden and glanced at the garden gate from time to time, full of grievances.

It's okay to be busy calling and ignore him, but tomorrow is his birthday.

Qiao Luo clearly said that he would confess his love to him when he was an adult, but she said that he should not be perfunctory.But today she ignored him because she was busy calling others. Did she forget that tomorrow is his birthday.

Or, she didn't care about him at all and didn't want to be with him.

She didn't even come to coax him when he was angry. How long had he been waiting in the garden without seeing her figure? She didn't care about him at all.

The last time she saw that Moli was so focused, and Moli was similar to her in terms of age and personality and hobbies, did she fall in love with him?

Does she think that he is younger than her or has a less lively personality, so she doesn't like him anymore.

She can only coax him to lie to him with sweet words, and give him his heart to her, but she forgets everything she said.

The more Qiao Yan thought about it, the more wronged she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't control her emotions.

He broke down a bouquet of precious flowers sullenly, whispering with red eyes.

"like."

"do not like."

"like…"

"do not like……"

Pieces of coquettish and beautiful petals fell along the breeze, Qiao Yan's heart became colder and colder as he watched the bouquet in his hand gradually become bald.

There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and a warm coat fell on him.

He knew who it was when he saw the style, and felt awkward for a moment, and turned his back with the bouquet in his hands.

He didn't want to talk to her, but he didn't run away either.

Qiao Luo actually stood and looked behind him for a long time, heard his chanting, and saw only three petals left on the bouquet.

respectively,
dislike.

like.

dislike.

She also saw his red eye sockets, and couldn't help but smile.

This little fool...

She suddenly reached out and put the wide hood on his coat on him, then bent down and stretched out her palm to cover his eyes, and rubbed her head against the side of his face through the hood, her voice was deliberately lowered, with A little bit of carelessness, "I was wrong, please forgive me?"

Qiao Yan's eyes were suddenly covered, and his vision was suddenly plunged into darkness, and his sense of hearing and touch became particularly sensitive.

Feeling the tactile sensation of being rubbed by the cloth from the side of his face, and the coquettish girl's milk voice, all these mixed together made him stunned.

It was as if an electric current suddenly surged up and flowed directly through his whole body, his heart suddenly felt numb, and half of his body went limp.

"Huh? Yanyan?" The girl deliberately lowered her vocal cords and vibrated her throat to pronounce, sexy and magnetic.

That voice sounded right next to his ears, especially the sound of Yan Yan, which caught his ears unexpectedly, and there was an undisguised crimson color from the base of his ears to his neck.

Qiao Yan's mind went blank.

"You...you let me go first." After a long while, he stammered and spoke, the little milk's voice was extremely soft, without any momentum.

Qiao Luo let him go.

Suddenly, Qiao Yan's eyes lit up, and Qiao Yan found that the bouquet in his hand had only two petals left.

　Yan Yanzi: In the future, you can't choose good-looking ones when you choose the main god
　　
　
(End of this chapter)