Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
âAHEM. â Qiao Hanye was deeply afraid that she would misunderstand. He explained in a low voice, âsheâs scared and afraid of being touched. Thereâs only one possibility, sheâs guilty. â
âsince sheâs guilty, thereâs a high possibility that thereâs something wrong with her, or itâs fake, â Qiao Hanye analyzed.
He lanjinâs lips were wide open. She covered her small mouth and kept her distance from him, saying, âyou devil. â
â ... â Qiao Hanye watched her turn and leave. He immediately took large strides and caught up with her. He could faintly hear her laughter. She looked at him meaningfully and said, âsheâs really experienced. â
âAh Jin. â Qiao Hanye panicked.
Although he didnât understand, he had a very thorough understanding of human nature. It was just this logic.
âAhem, letâs go, â she said as she reached out to fold her clothes. She wrapped her body tightly, as if she was afraid that he would glance at her.
Seeing that she was carefully keeping a distance from him, Qiao Hanye followed beside her.
âPFFT. â She couldnât help but laugh out loud again.
Qiao Hanye reached out to hug her shoulder and pulled her to his side. He said in a deep voice, âwhat are you laughing at? â
ânothing, â she said.
She stole a glance at Qiao Hanye. When he touched her hair, she immediately pressed him down and said, âdonât touch it randomly. Your hair is messy. â
âIt looks good even if itâs messy, â he said.
Under Qiao Hanyeâs gaze, he lanjinâs face was a little red. She turned her head away and did not look at him.
Although the two of them had been together for a long time, the feeling of her heart pounding was still the same.
Walking along the Cold Street with him, she would occasionally go to the stall to take a look. When she passed by a stall, she found two sets of clothes. She could not move her eyes away from them.
âHanye, look. â She pointed at the two sets of clothes and asked in a low voice, âdo they look good? â
Qiao Hanye looked at the Wei Yi she pointed at. He raised his eyebrows and saw that the male style had the word âslutâ written on it. UGH The female style had the word âslut. â
She immediately took it and stuck it to her body. She walked up to him and asked, âdo they look good? â
âYes, they look good, â Qiao Hanye said. His gaze was fixed on the two words on the clothes. His fingertips trembled as he saw her and said, âtake down the male style as well. You have to increase the size. â
Qiao Hanye saw that she was about to buy it, so he went forward and paid.
âHanye, put it on and take a look, â she said. She asked him to take off his coat and put on the Hoodie.
She also put it on and spun around on the spot. She said, âI rarely wear hoodies. This model is okay. â
The man listened, and his gaze was fixed on the two words on her clothes. âscumbag woman. â Uh, it matched with âscumbag man. â.
âYes, you look good in anything, â Qiao Hanye said, but he was deeply afraid that if she put on the âscumbag woman, â in the future, she might really become a âscumbag woman. â.
SCUMBAG girls liked to play with or make use of them, such as playing with their feelings, stepping on a few boats, and being morally corrupt!
Thinking of this, Qiao Hanye suddenly wanted to bring forward the wedding date. Who cared about the auspicious day Marrying her was the main point. If she really answered the âscumbag girlâ , wouldnât that be terrible?
âWhat are you thinking about? â She pulled her clothes, finding it very interesting.
Noticing that Qiao Hanye was standing on the spot, lost in thought, after taking a few steps, she quickly turned back and asked.
Qiao Hanyeâs heart sank. Seeing her excited look, he said in a low voice, âitâs a bit cold at night. Letâs go back first. Maybe Han Beicheng is coming back. â
âokay, â she replied. She thought of Han Beicheng going to check the presidentâs whereabouts and see if Li Ruolan really came to Jiang city.
To her, this was the real business.
For this, she didnât think too much about it. She didnât know what Qiao Hanye was thinking at all.
The two returned to the scenery garden and saw Nan Feng standing at the door with a bag in his hand. Han Beicheng really did come back. She quickly stepped forward, but saw the two peopleâs eyes wide open.