Yan Qing suddenly pulled her hands away, turning to embrace her, his eyes more intense, openly displayed before her, “If you’re with me and then fall for someone else… I’ll go crazy.”
The always gentle and refined Yan Qing had probably deeply hidden this side. By directly exposing it to her, he probably just didn’t want to hide anything from her…
“I won’t,” An Xi buried her face in Yan Qing’s chest, whispering: “I won’t…”
She wasn’t the An Xi from before… She wouldn’t fall in love with Chen Yi again…
The An Xi of this life loves—Yan Qing!
“Oh right!”
An Xi struggled out of Yan Qing’s embrace, took out a wet wipe from her bag, and extended her left hand to Yan Qing.
“?” This turn was a bit too quick…
Yan Qing was stunned, doubtfully extending his left hand as well.
Hmm…” An Xi nodded, pulling over his hand and carefully wiping it with a wet tissue.
If she hadn’t seen it wrong just now… Yan Qing had slapped that girl’s “Blazing Red Lips”… so dirty…
Yan Qing felt the wet tissue was cool in his palm, wiping back and forth… He gradually regained his usual calm and looked at An Xi in front of him gently…
How good… In this life, he finally waited for An Xi to hold his hand.
☆, Chapter Thirteen
