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Chapter 936 Oh, I don't know how to answer this question

Qiao Nian's cell phone was confiscated by him, she raised her face, narrowed her eyes dangerously, pursed her lips subconsciously, and warned in a low voice: "Don't go too far."

Ye Wangchuan chuckled lightly, and a smile poured out of his throat: "Nian Nian, am I going too far or are you going too far?"

"I've been waiting for this answer for a long time. Shouldn't you tell me first? You won't let me sleep well." His voice was hoarse, as if he was chatting with her, but he raised his hand and rubbed it shamelessly.

Cutting the girl's hair: "Be good, tell me the answer first. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep. I haven't slept well recently. I often have nightmares at night about being dumped."

Qiao Nian smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body. She originally wanted to avoid his hands, but her neck stiffened, so she didn't move away. She frowned and corrected him with a dry look: "Is this the case for you?"

Being dumped is called dumping if you have a girlfriend. You are considered rejected at most!"

This was the first time that Ye Wangchuan had been corrected in this situation. He was startled for a moment, then smiled, quite wickedly, and looked down at her: "Then do you want to reject me?"

Qiao Nian was locked by his gaze, and it took her a long time to turn her face away. Her face covered by the hat was cold and delicate, and her black eyelashes drooped. She raised her hand to pull the hat, but found that someone else was holding her wrist, unable to move at all.

"..." She was silent, without answering directly, and said, "Can I refuse?"

"No." The man answered quickly, almost without thinking.

Qiao Nian smiled, raised her head, her black and white eyes were pure, and the tail of her eyes raised wildly, she looked at him: "That's it, why do you still ask me for the answer? Anyway, there are only two answers, one agrees and the other refuses. 2

Choose one, you didn’t give me the option to refuse this question, so it’s just a choice, why bother asking me.”

She is not good at falling in love. It is better to study than falling in love. She feels that it is easier to solve a book of Mathematical Olympiad than to fall in love.

Falling in love is quite troublesome. According to her previous thoughts, she didn’t have such an arrangement before graduating from college, and it might not necessarily happen after college.

But Ye Wangchuan didn't know how to refuse.

I just can't refuse this person.

The girl's answer was a disguised agreement. Ye Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, and then he let go of her hand, raised his hand, and pressed it between his eyebrows. It seemed that he didn't expect that he would be so happy. He laughed almost uncontrollably and blocked the girl against the wall.

On the side, he coaxed in a low voice: "It's not that I won't let you refuse."

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows.

Does he mean that he wants her to refuse?

She didn't have time to ask.

The man lowered his hood and spoke in a slow voice, which was particularly charming: "Wouldn't it be better to be with me? There will be someone to cook for you and someone to take care of you."

Qiao Nian hasn't said that she doesn't need anyone to take care of her yet.

The next second, the man's low laughter came. He seemed to know her very well. He raised his hand to take off her peaked cap, ruffled her hair, and said with a smile: "The most important thing is, I have Ye Qichen."

"Don't you like Chenchen?" He paused and his voice was full of confusion: "When we are together, you are his legitimate aunt. As long as you are happy, you can let him call you his mother in the future."

Ye Qichen, who was far away in Beijing, was sitting on the sofa playing games with his iPad when he suddenly sneezed, inexplicably raised his head and rubbed his nose.

"..."

Qiao Nian was speechless for a long time. The corner of her mouth twitched and she refused ruthlessly: "I'll still be my aunt."

From sister to aunt, she has already moved up a generation, and she is not mentally prepared yet.

She said it quite naturally.

"Mom, forget it."


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