Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 84
"That was before." Qin Ancheng replied, his voice suddenly became deep after a pause, he stared at Qin Anhao with faint eyes and continued: "You were not like this before..."

air of gloominess!
His sister used to be a vigorous girl.

"Brother, it's getting late, you go back."

Seeing that Qin Ancheng's words had suddenly changed, Qin Anhao stretched out his hand and pushed him back.

She doesn't want to mention the past.

Qin Ancheng, who was pushed back by Qin Anhao, stood firmly on the spot without moving, but in the end he couldn't hold back Qin Anhao's insistence, so he could only go back halfway.

Qin Ancheng turned around, and then Qin Anhao took out the mobile phone from his pocket again, and was about to dial a number.

At this time, not far away, a luxury car with a familiar color approached slowly.

Song Yizheng's car is very recognizable, unassuming without personality, calm and domineering.

The car came to a stop.

Qin Anhao put the phone back into his pocket, stretched out his hand to open the door and got in the car. As soon as he sat down, he turned to Song Yizheng and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

When her brother went back, he appeared, as if he was waiting for her specially.

"Just arrived."

However, Song Yizheng's answer was simple, clear and cold.

When Qin Anhao heard that Song Yizheng said he had just arrived, his eyes froze slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured in a low voice: "The timing is really accurate!"

She had just finished eating and came downstairs when he arrived.

Is this tacit understanding? !
Thinking of this, Qin Anhao suddenly stopped thinking, puffed her cheeks, and instinctively wanted to take out her mobile phone to see if anyone contacted her through social tools.

But the moment she took the phone, Qin Anhao realized that she was using an old-fashioned phone!
Feeling a bit embarrassed that the master phone couldn't see anything, Qin Anhao hesitated for a while with dark eyes before taking his hand back.

Seeing Qin Anhao's movements, Song Yizheng's eyes became darker, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

In this way, the atmosphere has been silent until home.

The car parked in the basement, and the two got out of the car one after the other.

Just as Qin Anhao got out of the car, remembering that she lacked a pair of slippers, she was not in a hurry to go upstairs with Song Yizheng, but asked, "Is the shopping plaza in the community open today?"

She just saw the opening banner by accident, but there were not many people, and she didn't know how long it would last!

Song Yizheng turned his head and looked at Qin Anhao.

He didn't answer immediately, and Qin Anhao didn't ask him any more, but just said: "I'm going to buy a pair of shoes, and I'll go back later." As soon as the voice fell, the man turned around and left.

Song Yizheng stood firmly on the spot, watching her fading figure without looking back for a long time...,

After leaving the basement, Qin Anhao thought in her heart that she was going to buy slippers. Since she was going to a shopping plaza, she thought, she still had a lot of things to buy.

At this time, she seemed to be a newly married woman, and she brought nothing to her husband's house, only a new marriage, a new environment, new things, and a new look!
Qin Anhao's hands and feet in the supermarket are quite nimble, and he goes straight to buy what he wants to buy. The only area he stops at is the place where socks are sold.

All kinds of socks.

It reminded her of the pair of flowered socks that Song Yizheng was wearing, and in her impression, almost every pair of Song Yizheng's socks had some weird and colorful but not exaggerated colors.

I didn't think it was so unattractive, but Qin Anhao was inexplicably sure of it.

Song Yizheng's personality tends to be mature, with colorful socks, maybe someone else played a prank on him, but he is not too picky...

With this thought in mind, Qin Anhao immediately reached out without hesitation, thinking that he had done a good deed, and bought a lot of socks.

When returning home after shopping, Qin Anhao met Qin Yuruo.

Living in the same community, it is rather difficult not to meet each other.

Didn't even nod to say hello, just you go, I pass mine.

Qin Anhao took the things and walked away, but Qin Yuruo looked back carefully, and after observing what Qin Anhao bought, he made a note of it.

Afterwards, Qin Anhao arrived home.

When he entered the room, he didn't see anyone, but felt that Song Yizheng seemed to be in the study.

Not wanting to disturb him, he first put down the shopping bag in his hand, then took out a dozen pairs of socks inside, and went straight into Song Yizheng's room.

Originally, he just wanted to put the socks in Song Yizheng's closet.

But when he entered the room, he suddenly found something wrong!

The quilt on Song Yizheng's bed was gone!
Today, she took the quilt out to wash and dry it.

But when she went out in the afternoon, she forgot about getting the quilt...! ! !
Think of this.

Qin Anhao took a deep breath, stuffed those socks into the sock compartment, and hurried to the balcony.

Everything was still the same as before she went out, the quilt was left intact on the balcony!
Suddenly, Qin Anhao felt a chill down his back, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to carry the damp quilt into the living room, put it on the sofa, thinking, whether the quilt is damp or not, spread them back on the bed?
However, Song Yizheng's quilt was so wet that he would pretend that nothing had happened?

While thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yizheng's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

In an instant.

Qin Anhao felt chills down his spine, where was the stupid fool with a blank mind, like a child who did something wrong, waiting for the next punishment, beating and scolding.

Qin An was so stiff that he stood there motionless,

Song Yizheng approached her at a leisurely pace, the low sound of steps, the little approaching breath, getting closer and stronger.

Feeling very close, Qin Anhao suddenly turned around and looked up at Song Yizheng.

Song Yizheng didn't look at Qin Anhao, but stopped his eyes on the quilt covered with the sofa, and stared deeply for a long time.

Did not speak, did not express any attitude.

The more you don't speak, the more you are a person.

Qin Anhao also knew that it was her negligence, so he stared at Song Yizheng's face and said embarrassingly: "Actually, it hasn't been long since we've been exposed to dew, so I can sleep, I'll stay..."

"Okay, go to sleep with me."

As soon as Qin Anhao opened his mouth, Song Yizheng opened his lips and made a decision directly. He glanced at Qin Anhao's hand and wanted to go out without saying anything.

Because of Song Yizheng's words, Qin Anhao didn't quite understand for a while, but he recovered after a while.

Seeing that Song Yizheng walked away, he was a little impatient and didn't pay attention to his words and deeds. He reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and said eagerly: "Go, I won't-go-."

After speaking, the voice became slower and slower, and gradually let go of Song Yizheng's sleeve.

Song Yizheng's family should be the place where Song Yizheng lived before.

Qin An really didn't want to go.

Song Yizheng was dragged to a halt by Qin Anhao, and his eyes were on the wrinkled sleeves by Qin Anhao; Song Yizheng, who had always been paranoid and rigorous, saw that his sleeves were messed up at this moment, but he didn't care.

He only frowned slightly, and stared at Qin Anhao with obscure eyes; although he didn't reply, his aloof temperament and handsome and cold face made Qin Anhao tremble.

ps/ It's not updated every day, but sometimes it's too tiring to update two chapters.

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