Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Qiao Chunqian understood what she meant, and reached out his other hand, prying her hands open bit by bit to free his own.

"Mi Qian, I only treat you as my sister. You are still young, it is impossible for us to be together. Before, you asked me if I could be your boyfriend. Now I tell you, no."

No matter how hard Mi Qian tried, she couldn't match his strength. The residual warmth of the man's palm remained between her hands. She was a little unconvinced. She raised her head, her eyes bright and flashing with fire.

"Why not? Qiao Chunqian, don't think you're the only one who can call me by my name. Humph, if I call you brother, then you're really my brother. I don't want to be your sister."

"Qiao Chunqian, Qiao Chunqian, Qiao Chunqian, I will not call you Brother Qiao anymore. Let's see if you still think I am your sister."

The girl snorted in dissatisfaction, then called out his name several times.

It seemed that she really thought that by changing the way they addressed each other, the identities of both parties would change.

Qiao Chunqian was a little angry, but couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Mi Qian took advantage of no one's attention and quietly reached out her hand again, showing her courage and determination to never give up.

Qiao Chunqian quickly withdrew his hand, his expression returned to his usual calm state, and he glanced at her warningly.

"Mi Qian, I have already completed the application form that Aunt Lin asked me to help you with. A University is also on summer vacation, so there are no classes for you. I think you can go home now."

"You want to drive me away?"

Mi Qian was angry and anxious, and asked in disbelief.

Qiao Chunqian didn't say anything, and the meaning of his silence was very clear.

Panic instantly surged into her heart. Indeed, if she was sent back now, neither Aunt Zhao nor her mother would have any other feelings towards her, and they would certainly not speak for her.

"Please pack your bags."

Qiao Chunqian threw down this sentence and didn't even continue his usual regular run. He went upstairs, prepared to wash up, change clothes, and then send the person away.

Mi Qian was silent, her brain working rapidly. When Qiao Chunqian was about to go upstairs to help her pack her luggage, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and her state suddenly became calm.

She stood at the door of Qiao Chunqian's room, waiting for someone to come out with the car keys, with her hands clasped across her chest, trying to make herself more intimidating.

"Qiao Chunqian, I'm telling you, I won't go back. I just passed the second part of the test, and the third part hasn't started yet. I still have to continue practicing for a few weeks."

"Even if you send me back, I will come back. Then I will find a house nearby to live in, or stay with you. I have a legitimate reason, and my mother will definitely not drag me back home."

He had actually forgotten about this. Qiao Chunqian held his forehead with his hand and didn't want to send the person away.

He was also worried about a little girl living alone outside.

After spending a month together, ignoring the emotional disputes, Qiao Chunqian felt that Mi Qian was still a likable girl.

Youth, full of energy, love to laugh, clear ideas, can always bring people some unexpected happiness.

Regardless of whether he was a neighbor brother who watched her grow up, or any other identity, he would not put anyone in a potentially dangerous situation just because of a disagreement between the two of them.

Just be patient for a while, Qiao Chunqian said to himself.

He did not mention sending her away again. Mi Qian seemed to have found some kind of golden medal of immunity from death and pursued him even more fiercely.

She no longer called Qiao Chunqian "Brother Qiao", but called him by his name every time, just to remind him all the time that he was not a sister, nor a girl who needed his care.

She was just a girl who liked him, that's all.

Doing this did make Qiao Chunqian's attitude towards her different from before, but why did he become more indifferent?

It seemed that after she got rid of the identity of being the neighbor's sister, she was no different from other people.

Mi Qian didn't know how many times she had been rejected during her love confession, but as a young person, she never gave up, so she still persisted in her pursuit.

Another month ended, and Mi Qian jumped into Qiao Chunqian's car with her freshly issued driver's license.

As soon as she fastened her seat belt, she could not contain her excitement. She opened and closed her driver's license, turned it over and showed it to the driver.

"Qiao Chunqian, look at my driver's license. I passed all the subjects on the first try. How come I'm so awesome?"

Qiao Chunqian turned around in surprise, "Did you get your driver's license?"

"hold head high."

Mi Qian raised her head, looking very proud.

Qiao Chunqian turned the steering wheel, changed his route, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

About half an hour later, Mi Qian looked at the increasingly familiar scene on the roadside and spoke hesitantly:

"This place... this place looks like my home!"

"Be confident, this is the way home."

It's rare for a serious man to speak in a less stiff way.

"Ah? Why do you want to go home? Does Aunt Zhao miss you?"

Mi Qian still didn't understand the situation and was foolishly guessing the reason for going back.

Qiao Chunqian turned a corner and got closer to where his parents lived. "No, it's Aunt Lin who missed you."

"You're going to send me back?!"

Mi Qian finally realized the deeper meaning of his words and asked angrily.

"You've got your license, everything's done, it's time to go home."

Qiao Chunqian ignored the indignation in her words and tried to reason with her seriously.

"Hmph, that's too much."

Mi Qian seemed very angry. She put the driver's license that was outside into the small bag she carried with her, and didn't even want to share this happiness with him.

During the rest of the journey, she turned her head and faced Qiao Chunqian with the back of her head, making her attitude completely clear.

Qiao Chunqian looked at her several times and felt a little guilty.

After more than ten minutes of silence, Qiao Chunqian parked the car at the gate.

The first time he took the initiative to hold Mi Qian's hand was actually to send her home.

"Den."

"Deng Deng."

"Beep, beep."

After a very regular knock on the door, Qiao Chunqian held Mi Qian's hand and waited quietly outside the door.

For a long time, no one responded.

"Aunt Lin."

Qiao Chunqian called a few more times, but still no one responded. Instead, his right hand began to tremble strangely.

He lowered his head and found that it was Mi Qian who was covering her mouth and laughing. Her eyes were narrowed, like a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar.

"what have you done?"

Qiao Chunqian let go of the person holding her, feeling that his long-maintained patience was about to break.

"Hehehe... I had already guessed that you would do this. My parents happened to be on vacation, so I persuaded them to go on a sweet couple's trip a few days ago. There's no one at home now, so you can't just let me go."

Mi Qian stood with her hands on her hips with confidence, showing the characteristics of a villain whose conspiracy has succeeded, thinking "the devil is always stronger than the good".

For a moment, Qiao Chunqian didn't know whether to praise her or scold her. How could all her intelligence and talent be wasted on love?

He really had no choice but to drive the man back to the apartment and treat him to a sumptuous meal.