Qian Weiran raised her eyes and glanced at An Yixu, who was acting strangely. Her eyes were calm and she refused: "No need."
After finishing speaking, Qian Weiran didn't look at An Yixu, put on her shoes and stepped directly in, passing by An Yixu's outstretched hands.
Immediately, An Yixu fell into the petrified state of embarrassment. This woman had to reject him several times a day before she was willing to accept it!
Now he has the urge to get angry, but due to his excellent etiquette education as the heir of a noble family, he will never allow him to be imperfect in front of outsiders. Even if he is disrespectful to outsiders, it may cause him harm.
Bringing punishment, this is a seemingly gorgeous camouflage mask that one can never get rid of after birth.
"Hey...why are you still standing there? Do you have a medicine box? Also, I need a few boiled eggs, give them to you."
Qian Weiran felt even more relaxed when she arrived at An Yixu's house. Anyway, there was no one else, so why should she deliberately hide herself? That's what she thought, but An Yixu didn't necessarily think so.
An Yixu controlled her emotions and returned to her usual smile, but it was very reluctant. She explained: "The medicine box is under the coffee table. There are no cooked eggs. I will buy it now. Wait for me!"
He had just changed his shoes and was about to walk out when he suddenly looked back at Qian Weiran who was sitting on the sofa playing with the medicine box and asked, "Why do you want cooked eggs?"
She pointed at An Yixu and then pointed at her own face, then rolled her eyes, and continued to fiddle with the medicine kit with her head down, as if to say, of course it's for your face, idiot.
He didn't know why, but Qian Weiran's small actions made him feel so happy. It turned out that she still cared about him.
(PS: She cares about your face, because she was the one who slapped you. Xu said firmly: Caring about my face means caring about me.)
Qian Weiran had finished placing the medical equipment. When she looked up again, she found that An Yixu was still there. She couldn't help but get angry: "Why are you still giggling? You haven't left yet!"
"Oh... I'll just leave..." She actually got angry. She is really a moody woman, and whose home is this? He is obviously the owner, right! He was driven away, so cowardly.
An Yixu shook his head and sighed: "Evil women are in power!"
After An Yixu left, Qian Weiran felt bored and wandered around An Yixu's apartment.
First, he visited the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bathroom. After wandering around the first floor for a while, Qian Weiran started to run to the second floor. However, as soon as he reached the second floor, the doorbell rang downstairs.
"You're back so soon? It's so fast..." It's a pity that she hasn't visited An Yixu's room yet. Qian Weiran looked at the first room on the left on the second floor. She couldn't enter or retreat. It was really depressing.
Very.
"Annoying...sigh..." She ran back at this time. If she had known earlier, she would have visited the second floor and the first floor first. Now she regretted it.
There was no other way. As the ringing of the doorbell downstairs became louder and louder, she had to go down.