flash love married

So was it really hit by Yang Xue?Is he going to divorce him this time when he comes back?

When he was embarrassed, Yan Sen stretched out his hand to beat Jian Xiaoxiao's hand back, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go."

"Where are you going? I don't want a divorce!" Qianqian blurted out, looking at him in panic.

Her words made Yan Sen's heart twitch suddenly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"go home!"

changed?He was not so cold before.

As long as he sees himself, his face will be filled with a happy smile.

Yan Cheng once said the most words.

"Qianqian, you are my sunshine, I will be warm wherever you are."

Qianqian stood there in a daze for a long time, then Yan Cheng walked a few steps before turning around, and after frowning in confusion, she followed quickly.

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At home, Qian Qian opens and closes the door like a servant, but the expression of "Yan Cheng" in her eyes is so strange.

This is the house that Yan Cheng lived in before he went abroad, and Qianqian moved in the next day after he went abroad.

Because Yan Cheng said that this is the love nest of the two, and when he returns home, he hopes that the first thing he sees when he returns home is his woman here.

Originally, all this had nothing to do with him, and the purpose of returning to the country was to follow the instructions of his brother Yan Cheng, but he couldn't bear it now.

The more he looked at the woman in front of him, the more his heart ached. He should have called her "sister-in-law".

But since I have already agreed to my brother, let's use my brother's identity as "Yan Cheng" to face this woman.

"Jason, I'm going to take a shower first." Jian Xiaoxiao understood the structure of the house in a very short time, and immediately became casual like a hostess.

"En." Yan Cheng responded casually, and glanced at Qian Qian who was standing beside him from the corner of his eye.

She looked very helpless, rubbing her hands together, and stood there stupidly.

"Is there any wine?" Yan Cheng turned to look at her, trying to make her not so embarrassed.

"Ah?" Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and stammered, "No, don't you like drinking? I'll make you tea. You, you used to like to drink the most. The tip of the hair..."

Yan Cheng waved his hand and frowned.

Although they are brothers, their hobbies are completely different.

He is a libertine and likes to drink.And my elder brother is an elegant scholar and likes to drink tea.

Qianqian's expression was a little astonished, Yan Cheng had undergone earth-shaking changes this time, and she couldn't adapt to it.

Maybe he felt a little sorry and felt sorry for her, so he put away his impatient expression: "You know that people in foreign countries rarely drink tea, and I don't drink tea now."

His explanation did not make her happy, and she gradually lowered her head.

"Can you cook? I'm hungry." Yan Cheng quickly changed the subject, seeing her disappointed expression, feeling a little guilty.

"Well! I'm going to cook." Qianqian pursed her lips, hiding her emotions, and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Yan Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa, kept looking at the kitchen. The kitchen door was made of transparent glass, and the little woman inside was busy with her back facing him.

Yan Cheng played with the lighter with one hand, and looked at the woman in the kitchen with his chin resting on the other hand.

"Jason, what are you looking at?" Jian Xiaoxiao walked over wearing a bathrobe, her hair was slightly damp, and her face was flushed just after taking a bath.

Yan Cheng didn't look away, but habitually opened his arms and let Jian Xiaoxiao sit on his lap.

Jian Xiaoxiao smiled slightly. This kind of habitual action always made her feel warm. She sat down and looked at him with a peachy face.

"Ah!" Qianqian screamed from the kitchen.

Yan Cheng pushed Jian Xiaoxiao away fiercely, and strode towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Qianqian accidentally cut her finger. She would never make such a small mistake, but just now her eyes were blurred by tears, so she accidentally cut her finger.

Yan Cheng snatched the kitchen knife from Qianqian's right hand and quickly threw it aside, then grabbed her injured left hand and turned on the faucet to wash off the blood.

"Hmm..." The wound washed by the water hurt even more, and she couldn't help frowning.

When she was about to withdraw her hand, Yan Cheng had already dragged her away from the kitchen.

"Where's the medicine box?" After pulling her to sit on the sofa, he frowned and asked seriously, his tone a little anxious.

Qianqian pointed in the direction of the TV cabinet, lowered her head with evasive eyes, and quietly wiped away the hot tears from the corners of her eyes.

Anti-inflammation, application of medicine, bandaging...

Everything is so handy, his skilled movements look like a doctor.

Suddenly, Qianqian felt the distance between the two of them.Two years can really change a person. Yan Cheng also bandaged herself once before, but he was clumsy and couldn't fix anything. The wound that had stopped bleeding started to bleed again, and finally sent her to the hospital.But now...

Rather than saying that he has changed, it is better to say that he has stayed in the same place and has not moved forward.

In the past two years, she has been living a two-point and one-line life, and her home and company are all her living areas.There are no new friends, and the only contact she has with Yan Cheng is text messages on time every day.

The content of the text message was very concise, but she relied on it and didn't doubt anything.

"Xiaoxiao, go into the room first." Yan Cheng looked at Jian Xiaoxiao with an orderly tone.

Although Jian Xiaoxiao had some displeasure on her face, she got up obediently and walked into the room.

Yan Cheng was sitting next to Qianqian, looking at her from the corner of her eye, her expression turned aggrieved and uncomfortable.Suddenly I felt that she was really stupid enough to be able to wait until now with text messages on her mobile phone, so obsessed with women...

"us……"

"Yan Cheng!" When he just opened his mouth to speak, Qianqian quickly interrupted him, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

Her legs began to tremble.

Yan Cheng stared at her, couldn't help but put his hands on her trembling legs, trying to stabilize her emotions.

But Qianqian got up suddenly, took a step and turned her back to him, pretending to be calm and said: "You must be very tired just after you came back? Rest early."

What a stubborn and stubborn woman!
Yan Cheng got up, looked at the back of her walking away, put his hands in his pockets, and was cruel.

"Let's get a divorce."