Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 389

boom--

At the moment when he and Ahao spoke almost at the same time, Qin Xiyan had already rushed out.

After opening the door, it was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen.

Qin Xiyan's heart skipped a beat.

The name that I dreamed back in the middle of the night and shouted more than once has reached my lips.

Snapped--

Another crisp sound.

The crystal lamp above the head suddenly lit up.

Qin Xiyan looked over in disbelief, and saw the little girl who happened to be standing under the switch with a smile on her face.

One arm was raised high.

The palm holds the electric switch.

While Qin Xiyan heaved a sigh of relief, countless conjectures and thoughts of retreating to the point of retreat flooded his mind.

The little girl was standing there.

not moving at all.

Not a word was said.

He silently stared at the boy in front of him... the boy who had already grown up.

Qin Xiyan pursed his lips.

Turn around suddenly.

To go into the box.

Ah Hao rushed out, "Brother Yan, did you trip the switch?"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xiyan pushed him into the box.

Immediately afterwards, he also wanted to go in.

"Qin Xiyan!"

The little girl finally spoke, living up to her usual soft voice.

There was a thin layer of anger in the cold voice.

Qin Xiyan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Nuan Bao's voice gradually became choked up, "I'll give you 3 minutes to think about it, whether you want to go in or come to me, it's up to you to choose."

Qin Xiyan raised his eyes slightly.

The eye sockets are slightly moist.

He took a deep breath.

He remained motionless, standing in place.

There was no intention of going in, and it seemed that he had no intention of turning around.

Bright lights.

Shadows tart on the walls, shadows are black and naked.

Watching the time flow by every minute and every second.

He hasn't made a decision yet.

Nuan Bao rushed forward angrily, like a runaway kitten.

The little girl put one hand on Qin Xiyan's shoulder, and forcefully turned the man around.

Staring at the pair of deep and deep eyes as always.

Nuan Bao's bright red eye sockets filled with puddles of water.

The little girl raised her arms high and raised her hands.

The slender arms drew a perfect arc in the air, after all——

Reluctant.

The moment Nuan Bao's palm was about to fall on Qin Xiyan's face, it missed.

It crossed Qin Xiyan's chin and landed on Qin Xiyan's hard chest.

Instead of hurting the man, he hurt his own palm.

The soft little hand that landed on Qin Xiyan's chest was not taken away immediately.

Instead, he slowly clenched his fists and tightly squeezed the clothes on Qin Xiyan's chest.

Head up.

Looking at his sharp-edged face and exquisite facial features, the little girl asked in a thick, choked voice that made people feel distressed:

"You know...do you know how many years I've missed you?"

"Qin Xiyan, do you know?"

"asshole!"

Tears fell down, hands clenched into fists, and kept falling on Qin Xiyan's chest.

"asshole!"

"Qin Xiyan, you bastard!"

After Qin Xiyan allowed the little girl to vent her emotions crazily, Qin Xiyan hugged both of the little girl's little hands with ease with a generous hand that was slightly rough at the mouth of the palm.

With the other hand, after pressing the little girl tightly in his arms, he firmly encircled the little girl's slender waist.

It's like... the most precious thing, lost and found again.

He wanted to rub the little girl into his body immediately, but he carefully controlled his strength, lest he hurt the little girl.

"Nuanbao, you..."

Song Nan, who came out to look for Nuanbao, saw such an exciting scene suddenly.

The little girl swallowed her saliva, and silently yelled in her heart.

Before being stared at by Qin Xiyan with death, Song Nan retracted his head wisely.

Nuan Bao was held in Qin Xiyan's arms, and her small face was buried on his broad chest.

The nostrils are filled with the clear smell of a man.

Familiar enough to make the little girl want to cry.

Nuanbao did exactly that.

The sense of grievance surged up, and the little girl nestled in Qin Xiyan's arms and wept loudly.

The crying Qin Xiyan was at a loss, "Nuan Bao, I..."

The little girl had no intention of stopping.
Qin Xiyan could only carry the little girl into the box.

Ah Hao swallowed, "Brother Yan, I..."

Qin Xiyan was crisp and concise, "Get lost."

Ah Hao: "Hey!"

He hurried away.

Get out to make room for brother Yan and sister-in-law.

His brother Yan finally couldn't go to Qingbei University every week, so he couldn't sneak a look at her.

He said very touched.

Qin Xiyan sat on the sofa with the little girl in his arms.

After a long while, the little girl stopped crying, but she was crying hard just now, hiccupping non-stop.

Qin Xiyan gently wiped the teardrops on Nuan Bao's cheeks with both hands, "I'm sorry."

Nuan Bao snorted.

She turned her head angrily, the tip of her nose was red, "I'm very angry right now."

Qin Xiyan smiled slightly.

It's good to be able to say that you are very angry, not to be silent and indifferent.

Qin Xiyan hugged the little girl onto his lap.

That kind of intimacy seems to be innate, as if the two have never been separated in the past eight years.

Qin Xiyan cupped the little girl's handsome cheeks with both hands.

I have been watching from a distance, knowing that the little girl is very charming.

But face to face, observing at a distance of less than ten centimeters, Qin Xiyan realized how shockingly beautiful the little girl is today, how breathtakingly beautiful she is.

Nuan Bao sniffed, "You, why did you lie to me? You have to give me a reason, otherwise...otherwise I will always be angry and always be angry!"

"Also, why does Uncle Gu say you...you are no longer alive?"

"In the end what happened?"

"I want to know."

Qin Xiyan sighed slightly inaudibly, "Don't call him uncle, he doesn't deserve it."

Nuan Bao was taken aback, "Could it be him..."

Qin Xiyan said simply, "Back then, he wanted to harm me on the road, but I was saved by kind people. The price was to work hard for him for ten years, and this year will be the eighth."

What he said was simple and relaxed, as if he was telling other people's stories.

But Nuan Bao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was severe.
A boy in his teens who hadn't seen his parents for seven or eight years was taken back by his uncle to reunite with his parents.

He must have been happy, looking forward to, longing for, and impatient...

However, on the way, his uncle actually wanted his life!

How... how helpless, desperate, sad, painful, and painful he should be!

Nuan Bao touched Qin Xiyan's face inch by inch with both hands.

The finger finally landed between his broken brows.

A handsome sword eyebrow, with a scar in the middle, which cannot be seen unless you look carefully.

Nuan Bao quickly asked, "How did this happen?"

Qin Xiyan: "I fell."

Nuanbao: "!!!"

The little girl gasped in anger, "Qin Xiyan, do you think I'm a fool?"

(End of this chapter)