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Chapter 27 Not a Boyfriend, but a Fiancé

Chapter 27 Not a Boyfriend, but a Fiancé
Qin Yan blushed slightly, put down the fried dough sticks a little stiffly, and mechanically reached out to grab the buns.

Then he turned his head and explained to the proprietress, "Well, he, he is not my boyfriend."

Nan Sichen looked at her deeply, then turned his head and said to the proprietress: "Fiance."

The sip of soy milk that Qin Yan just took into her mouth immediately spewed out, and she coughed chokingly.

The proprietress was also stunned for a few seconds, and then said with a smile: "It turns out that the little girl has a fiancé, which is really good."

Qin Yan couldn't speak because of coughing, so he could only wave his hands indiscriminately.

Nan Sichen slowly took out a few tissues and handed them to her, and said flatly, "No one will grab it from you."

Qin Yan held back her cough, her face turned red, she couldn't say a word, but she complained silently in her heart, it wasn't because she choked on the soy milk in a hurry, it was because she choked on your words.

The proprietress looked at them ambiguously, and then went straight into the kitchen.

Nan Sichen gently wiped the soy milk from the corner of her mouth with a tissue, and patted her back a few times with the other hand.

Qin Yan froze, damn it, did I make a mistake, what is going on?She was a little fanciful, obviously last night he looked like he was going to eat people, and she thought it was her drugging him that caused them to have sex.

Why did he turn around after only one night, or did he enter the role so quickly.

The breakfast was finished during Qin Yan's fugue, and Nan Sichen sent her back to school, the two of them didn't speak a word along the way.

When she was approaching Qin Yan's dormitory, she suddenly screamed, "Stop, stop, just stop here."

Nan Sichen ignored her screams and directly drove the car downstairs to her bedroom.

Sitting in the car, Qin Yan was a little embarrassed to go downstairs, because there are many people here at the moment, and many people who have handed in their graduation thesis are now moving things and preparing to leave the school. There are also many.

After arguing with Qin Han in the morning, many people already knew about her relationship with Nan Sichen. If she gets off the bus here now, many people will say that she likes to show off.

"Don't want to part with me?" Nan Sichen looked at Qin Yan through the rearview mirror, and said lightly.

Qin Yan was embarrassed, and hurriedly opened the door to get out of the car, and it really attracted a burst of attention from the students. Originally, such a Rolls-Royce Silver Charm worth tens of millions was parked downstairs in the dormitory, and it had already attracted a burst of sideways attention.

Although everyone is still busy, everyone is like a human being, stretching their necks and waiting to see who is so generous and comes to school in such a cool car.

Seeing that it was Qin Yan, some people were stunned, while others seemed to understand everything, and then whispered to the people next to them, "I heard that Qin Yan slept with Nan Sichen yesterday, and it is said that Nan Sichen will marry her."

"Would someone like Nan Sichen really marry her?"

"Who knows, but I heard that he came to school in the morning."

"Really? Nan Sichen never comes to school."

. .

Qin Yan gritted her teeth fiercely, she really wanted to bump Nan Sichen to death, he did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose.

She had just walked into the corridor and was about to sprint upstairs at a speed of [-] meters. Unexpectedly, Nan Sichen also got out of the car with a big plastic bag in her hand.

He called her, his voice low and sweet.

"Qin Yan."

Qin Yan really wanted to pretend that he didn't know him, so he continued to run up two steps.

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Today is over, I wish you all a happy day, thank you for your support, good night!

(End of this chapter)

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