Fake daughters are wealthy

Ye Wangchuan didn't mean to let her go at all, so he pushed her next to the car, bowed his head, hooked his neck, and smiled provocatively: "Didn't you say you liked Chenchen at the banquet? The message said that you like little milk dogs."

"Oh." Qiao Nian finally turned her head around, her eyes met, she raised her hand subconsciously, trying to pull her hat off, and then remembered that she went out without a peaked cap when she met the elders today, so she put her hand down silently, her eyes wide open : "I like Chenchen, and Aunt Ye is right."

She also admitted it?

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were deep, darkened, and approached a little, the distance between the two of them got closer, his breath fell on Qiao Nian's neck, it was warm and itchy, with a little alcohol smell, very light , not obvious, but there was a little crimson in his earlobe, sexy and charming.

"What's wrong with being old?"

His voice was rustling, low and hoarse.

Qiao Nian was taken aback by his question, and pondered for a while: "...There's nothing wrong with that."

Ye Wangchuan stared at the girl in his arms, his fair little face was particularly eye-catching, not delicate, but a bit too wild and unruly.

Like a little wolf cub.

If one is not careful, it is easy to run away vigilantly.

He thought he was a patient enough hunter, but when he saw the mocking text message Ye Lan sent him in the elevator, he broke his defense.

He stared at the girl's eyelashes drooping because of his questioning. From this angle, her eyelashes were long and thick, and her eyes were curved and narrowed, which made her attractive no matter how she looked.

He also knew what kind of girl boys like in school days when he was a student.

Qiao Nian like this will definitely set off a wave of enthusiasm when he enters university.

The candidates for the school belle of Tsinghua University for the next three years are basically decided by default!

He remembered that she was accosted by a boy on the way to Tsinghua University and asked for WeChat. Although she didn't give it to her, who can say for sure in the future.

"Since it's not good, why don't you like it?" Ye Wangchuan's breathing paused slightly, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he looked at the girl in his arms and said slowly: "...Compared with puppies, older ones are more mature and stable. Take care of people. What do you think?"

"..."

Just because Qiao Nian has never thought about it before doesn't mean she doesn't understand.

She had asked once before, but someone told her they were good friends, so she dismissed the idea.

Categorize some of his behaviors into the category of friends.

just now……

She watched the man's more and more obvious behavior, her back was pressed against the car frame, her breath was squinted, and she said straightforwardly: "Wang Ye, are you confessing to me?"

She didn't want to ask that the slap in the face was too painful.

It would be too embarrassing to be self-indulgent again!

But Qiao Nian has never been the type who likes to be shy, since she had this idea, she wouldn't hide it and say it in embarrassment.

Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she would look at him so directly and even with a pair of clear eyes, feeling like he was against the general.

But he smiled without much hesitation, his eyes sparkling and deep, and his charming face like a disaster definitely deserves the title of the third most beautiful in Beijing: "If I say I am confessing my love to you, what do you plan to do?" how to answer?"

"..." Qiao Nian had thought about this answer a long time ago, but he was a little unprepared to respond when he said it bluntly.

Well, how to answer?

If it was someone else, she probably wouldn't even think about it, no.

But Ye Wangchuan...