The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 147 Qing Ge, You Learned Badly (2)

The memory echoed the same face in front of him, Wen Qiyang panicked for a second, and then pulled back his thoughts.

It's self-inflicted!
If it wasn't for his strong opposition at that time, Nuan Nuan would not have died, let alone the affair between Qu Qingge and Yan Jinhan.

Wen Qiyang sighed in his heart.

Under the faint stream of light,
Yan Jinhan's amber pupils no longer had the melancholy of the past, but were clean and affectionate, full of pampering. He stroked the girl's black hair and said softly:
"From now on, I'll call you Nuaner——, huh?"

Yan Jinhan's voice is very nice, with a charming range, but the end is slightly raised, giving people an irresistible majesty.

The girl looked up at him, her pair of watery pupils shone like stars all over the sky.She smiled, as if she should have accepted the pampering of the prince-like man in front of her as a matter of course:
"My nickname is Nuan'er! My name is Yi Nuan."

Yi Nuan!

In the poor and the blue, life and death are boundless.

He thought that no one could heal the wound in his heart in this life, but who knows, God still took care of him and gave him the most precious gift.

Yan Jinhan smiled, took Yi Nuan's hand and sat down.

Wen Qiyang turned his head and returned to Qu Qingge's side, his face was very calm, but his heart was filled with joy and anger.

Did you see it, did you hear it?

In Yan Jinhan's heart, there is only one person, and that is Nuan'er~~
He was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to be too ostentatious.

'Now, I don't care if she is warm or not, all I know is that from now on, she is my hot and cold woman. '

Qu Qingge's mind was filled with the words Yan Jinhan said.

How domineering, how firm.

It seemed, as if she had heard such a domineering and firm statement before, but she couldn't remember it now.

I just feel that such a domineering tone is so annoying, but why did it come from Yan Jinhan's mouth, but it made her so jealous, so jealous that she was about to go crazy.

I can't think of anything, my mind is blank, even my body is numb, I feel that my heart is about to be drained, it is light and light, like a fallen leaf that no one cares about, fluttering in the wind, falling to the ground, making people step on it .

Wen Qiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, anger had already started to flow in his heart, surrounding him.

She got so deep? !

So deep that in front of so many people, you can stare at Yan Jinhan with tears in your eyes?
In a trance, she suddenly felt a pain in her waist, and her slack eyes became focused. She looked down, and it turned out that Wen Qiyang's hand had wrapped around her body at some point, and squeezed her waist hard. .

This is the second time he has pinched himself.

She sniffed hard, restraining her urge to cry, picked up the red wine on the table, walked to Yan Zimo's side, forced a stiff smile:

"Sister Zimo, happy birthday."

Yan Zimo smiled and clinked glasses with her, and then drank it down with her.

Seeing Qu Qingge's loneliness, Yan Zimo wanted to change the subject, so he joked: "I'm just waiting for your birthday present, didn't Qingge say that it was carefully prepared for me?"

"Er—" She prepared the gift for Zi Mo, a cake she made herself, but seeing that they all gave such expensive gifts, for a while, she was a little embarrassed to take it out, So he smiled awkwardly: "Sister Zimo, I'll leave it to you alone later."

"Qing Ge, sister Zimo's birthday today, don't you seem very happy?"

(End of this chapter)