Apart from these reasons, she couldn't figure out how the villain could fall in love with her?
No, that's not right.
The villain definitely doesn't understand what liking means.
Meng Yao was excited and said something else: "Then let me ask you, do you like me before or do you like me now? The me who did nothing at home before?"
How did she expect him to answer this question?
Qi Boyan's eyelashes trembled a few times, and his expression seemed hesitant.
As soon as Meng Yao saw him like this, he immediately felt that what he thought was right.
"Look, you can't figure it out either, so..."
"the you now!"
Qi Boyan's tone was very soft and slow, but he no longer hesitated after speaking, "I accepted that we were married before and tried to get along with you, but I never had the chance. To be precise, I like you only after I came back this time.
"
Meng Yao's face became hot again, and before he could put it down, his hand covered his fat face again.
The villain likes her, he likes her...
She seems to like him too.
As soon as this thought came up, Meng Yao just wanted to run away. He stood up dejectedly, limping and wanted to run into the house.
Qi Boyan held her back and did not give her a chance to escape.
"If you have any questions in your mind, you can ask them together."
Meng Yao covered half of his face with his hands, refusing to face Qi Boyan.
Qi Boyan was not in a hurry, and just told her carefully: "In my opinion, if you like it, you like it, and if you don't like it, you don't like it. I am an adult and can distinguish my own feelings clearly. But I don't know why you should doubt it."
?”
Meng Yao might have been angered by what he said, so he suddenly let go of his hand, stared into his eyes, and said unreasonably: "I just doubt it, I just don't believe it, can't I?"
Qi Boyan nodded weakly, "Okay!"
"You said you like me, so I should believe it. Then I also think you like that Qiao Xiyan, do you believe it?"
Qi Boyan shook his head.
Although he didn't understand why Meng Yao involved Qiao Xiyan again, his intuition told him that this matter needed explanation.
"I don't like Qiao Xiyan."
Qi Boyan said sternly, "I used to treat her as a younger sister, so I took care of her as much as possible. Now, my feelings from childhood to adulthood have been completely consumed by her. I just treat her as a passerby."
Meng Yao suddenly didn't know what to say. Qi Boyan had said before that he thought Qiao Xiyan was his sister, but she just thought he didn't realize his feelings for the heroine.
But now...
Meng Yao's tangled brows knitted together.
"You do not trust me?"
Qi Boyan's warm big hand held Meng Yao's hand, and his hand tightened slightly, making Meng Yao, who was thinking too much, couldn't help but look at him.
"I don't believe it, I just, I, anyway..."
Wanting to explain but not knowing how, Meng Yao gritted his teeth and said, "I just haven't seen your liking yet, so..."
Meng Yao pulled his hand out with difficulty and tried to put on a straight face.
"So let's talk about this later."
Qi Boyan said "Okay" obediently. This "Okay" made Meng Yao not know what to say.
While she was still struggling, Qi Boyan had already changed the topic.
"Want to go inside? I'll hold you!"
"don't want!"
Meng Yao took a step back as if he was being pricked by needles, "I'll go back to the house by myself, and you can do whatever you need to do, and get your things back quickly. All the things you bought must be dealt with!"
“Okay~~”
Qi Boyan's cold tone had a slight hint of endearment, mixed with unspeakable endearment. Hearing this, Meng Yao tilted her head, turned around, and ran away in an instant.
After Qiao Xiyan pushed her injured brother Qiao Chuan to the ground, she felt a little regret, but this regret could not offset the hatred in her heart. She left Qiao Chuan in anger and left.
Qiao Chuan was pushed by his sister. He was just aggrieved at first, but when he saw that she didn't even care about him and just left, he couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart.
"sister……"
Even if he called Qiao Xiyan, he couldn't come back. Qiao Chuan's teeth clenched and his low voice was full of unspeakable resentment.
"What else hurts me the most..."
Qiao Chuan hated Qiao Xiyan on the one hand, and Qi Boyan's family on the other. After gritting his teeth, he finally turned his attention to Qi Boyan's car parked on the roadside.
Dare to bully him!
…
Jiang Wenlei came quickly with something.
Qi Boyan bought a lot of things, and Jiang Wenlei hung all the big and small bags all by himself, and also carried a bucket of milk.
Although he was not very tired, these bits and pieces really hindered his steps.
As soon as you enter the door, put the messy things one by one at the door of the kitchen.
However, at this time, Qi Boyan looked at him quietly and said, "Who do you want to deal with the things you put here?"
Jiang Wenlei: "..."
Wasn’t it Qi Gong who handled it before?
Jiang Wenlei scanned the yard and didn't find Meng Yao, so he silently picked up the things again.
Okay, he gets it, it’s his job!
"Put down the milk!"
Qi Boyan said again.
After the things were brought, he naturally had something to do.
Jiang Wenlei silently put the bucket down, and quickly told Qi Boyan what he had told him: "That Qiao Chuan did something to the car again. I photographed it. I will take it to the city to wash it later!"
"Did he find out?"
"No!"
Jiang Wenlei is very secretive.
"Um!"
Qi Boyan nodded and lifted the bucket.
Seeing that Qi Boyan had no other instructions, Jiang Wenlei accepted his fate and took the things he bought to pick and clean them.
Meng Yao had just been hiding in the room for a while when she heard Jiang Wenlei's voice. She raised her ears and didn't hear what Qi Boyan said.
Soon, there was a knock on the door outside her house.
Meng Yao didn't want to face Qi Boyan, so he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing?"
Qi Boyan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the muffled voice, "The milk has been delivered, what should I do with it?"
Meng Yao quickly said: "Let's put it there first!"
Qi Boyan also quickly added: "Didn't you say that milk will go bad if left for a long time?"
Meng Yao couldn't help but cover his head, hesitated for a while, and finally opened the door.
Qi Boyan stood outside the door holding a bucket of milk, his tall and straight body standing upright, like a watchstone.
Meng Yao bit her lip and stared, but Qi Boyan reached out his hand as if nothing had happened, trying to pull her.
"How to do it, you tell me, I will do it!"
Meng Yao avoided Qi Boyan's extended hand, limped out, and refused as if he was angry.
"No, I'll do it myself!"
Qi Boyan paused, then silently handed the bucket in front of Meng Yao with one hand.
Meng Yao: "..."
What does the villain mean? Let her, the injured person, carry the bucket?
Meng Yao's cheeks bulged, and he tried to catch it bravely, but before he could catch it, Qi Boyan avoided it.
"I just want to say, you can't lift it!"
Meng Yao glared, and Qi Boyan smiled, "I'll do it."
Meng Yao looked at his still sore feet and finally resigned and handed the matter over to Qi Boyan.