Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 42 How can I not regain the initiative once?
A gleam flashed in the eyes of Grandpa An and the old housekeeper.

Gu Qianyi waved her hands again and again: "No, no, there are too many."

"Idiot, I said two thousand is two thousand." An Zihao's body immediately let out a cold air.

Gu Qianyi was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "This bastard, you don't spend a lot of money, do you?"

"That's right, there's nowhere to spend too much." An Zihao's handsome face showed a faint smile.

An embarrassing blush quickly appeared on Gu Qianyi's face, and she immediately bent over to Grandpa An: "Grandpa An, it's so late, I'm going back first."

Grandpa An looked at Gu Qianyi and nodded kindly: "Ali, send Qianyi off."

Ali nodded: "I'll pick up the car."

Bang - An Zihao leaned against the door of the study, quickly put one hand on the door, stopping Ali who was about to go out.

"I'll send the idiot back." An Zihao looked at Gu Qianyi with eyes full of calculations.

Grandpa An nodded with a smile: "That's fine, brat, you should treat Qianyi well, or she will be snatched away by others."

An Zihao's handsome face was full of coldness: "Apart from me, who would dare to approach this idiot?"

Gu Qianyi glared at An Zihao with displeasure, and walked to the door: "Get out of the way, I'm going back."

An Zihao withdrew his hand from the wall, quickly grabbed Gu Qianyi's wrist with his hand, and wrapped her waist with the other hand.

Before Gu Qianyi could react, she was hugged by Princess An Zihao.

"Poison tongue! What are you doing! Let me down, let me down." Gu Qianyi reached out and patted An Zihao's shoulder.

An Zihao didn't have the slightest intention to put Gu Qianyi down, he walked out of the study with her in his arms, but slowly lowered his head.

Gu Qianyi tightly closed her eyes, her face was instantly flushed with blush, her hands were tightly clenched into fists to protect her little steamed bun.

An Zihao's head lowered slowly, with an unruly and charming smile on the corner of his handsome mouth, and his lips leaned against Gu Qianyi's ear: "Idiot, you always press me, how can I not take it back once?" What about the initiative?"

Gu Qianyi slowly opened her eyes, then blinked quickly: "What?!"

"I said idiot, just now, you didn't think... I wanted to kiss you, did you?" An Zihao still had that wicked smile on his lips, that smile that could easily suck people's souls in.

Gu Qianyi shook her head, her face flushed with embarrassment: "No, no, me, how could I think that way."

An Zihao suppressed the smile on his face and nodded: "That's the best. You must not fall in love with me, otherwise... I will be very distressed, because I don't want to eliminate harm for the people."

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"An Zihao, what are you talking about?! Which one of us is to blame!" Gu Qianyi glared at An Zihao in front of her, and kept lifting her calf, as if she wanted to jump off him.

An Zihao stood at the stairs and stopped in his tracks: "If you want us both to die in love, then you can continue to make trouble."

Gu Qianyi was stunned for a second, then resolutely kept quiet.

An Zihao walked down the stairs with Gu Qianyi in his arms, and then walked out of the villa gate.

A brand new Lamborghini stopped at the entrance of the villa. The old butler stepped forward and put the key in An Zihao's hand: "Master, drive slowly, be careful and safe on the road."

An Zihao threw Gu Qianyi into the passenger seat before slowly getting into the driver's seat: "Idiot, let you experience what speed and passion are."

(End of this chapter)