Xuewei lowered her head and looked at the time. Unknowingly, they had been chatting for so long. Maybe the little guy had finished playing chess, and she had to go back to the living room to take a look.
The night wind was a little bit cool. Perhaps she had been standing on the corridor for too long, so she felt a little cold. She subconsciously gathered up her little cardigan, turned around, and prepared to go back to the living room.
But the moment she turned around, she suddenly ran into the arms of a man. His chest was strong and generous. What hit her face was the familiar but nervous masculine scent, the faint fragrance of grass and trees.
The breath that enveloped her made her heart beat faster involuntarily.
Xuewei suddenly felt horrified, and her instinctive reaction was to run away quickly. She subconsciously folded her arms tighter, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Guan Qiyou in surprise and defensiveness.
Guan Qiyou looked at her, his eyes as deep as a deep pool with no bottom, which made Xuewei feel that she had nothing to hide from, but his eyes seemed to have a strong attraction. Just one glance would make her fall deeply in love with him.
Breathing it in deeply, she couldn't extricate herself. A chill surged out from the soles of her feet and instantly hit Xuewei's whole body, hitting her heart along with the blood. She seemed to be seen through by him, feeling uncomfortable all over her body.
"You...what are you doing?" Xuewei, who was so frightened, gave Guan Qiyou a fierce look and asked angrily.
An evil smile slowly appeared on his face. Guan Qiyou still stared at her closely, but his tone of voice was cold and joking, "Why, shouldn't you feel guilty?"
Xuewei was stunned, raised her head and looked at him, and asked dissatisfiedly: "You... what did you say? Why should I... feel guilty? You are really ridiculous."
Guan Qiyou raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Really? Then...why are you blushing?"
Xuewei touched her face in slight embarrassment and retorted: "What does it have to do with you?"
"Haha, it seems that I misunderstood. It turns out... It's not a guilty conscience, but Shao Junyan said some nice words of love that made you behave like this. It seems... he is quite capable." Guan Qiyou is not shy.
He said it neither coldly nor hotly.
"Shut up, stop spitting here, Junyan is not the kind of person you say he is." Xuewei was very angry when she heard from Guan Qiyou that Shao Junyan was not right.
"Oh? Then I'm curious. What on earth would make you abandon your son and secretly come here to talk about love alone? And... you dare to do it but dare not admit it." Guan Qiyou suddenly came closer, and his hot breath sprayed on it.
By Xuewei's ear, she suddenly felt numb and trembling all over her body.
"Guan Qiyou, you...you can't control Junyan. He is my boyfriend. Can't we talk about love between us? Are you too lenient?"
Xuewei was irritated by Guan Qiyou's previous words. The contempt in his tone made her very uncomfortable. Naturally, she wanted to confront him. She couldn't understand why the man in front of her was still haunted? He wasn't
Are you playing chess with Tianze? Why are you here? He didn't know what was happening behind her. The moment he turned around, he almost scared her to death.
"Haha..." Guan Qiyou's tense face suddenly softened, and he curled his lips and chuckled, "Yes, I really have nothing to do with you and your boyfriend, but... you are the mother of my child after all.
Before doing this, shouldn’t you also take care of your child’s emotions?”