Chapter 213

The cold wind made the shadow of the tree swaying and falling on Yan Wangchuan. The light and shadow overlapped and became more gloomy.

Song Fengwan leaned slightly to Fu Shen's side and lowered his voice. "Third brother, are you embarrassed now?"

Fu Shen glanced at her without saying a word.

He didn't know Yan Wangchuan was returning so quickly.

He has always been good at calculating people's minds. He has always been the only one to blame others. But this time, he felt like he was thrown away when he was used up.

I'm not happy at all.

"Elder martial brother, why did you come back so quickly when you came back to Nanjiang in the morning?" Qiao Aiyun finds out the key from the bag. Although she is surprised, her heart is a little sweet.

Yan Wangchuan didn't make a sound. He just stepped back and let her open the door. His sight was fixed on Fu Shen.

If he didn't come back in time, maybe he didn't understand, Fu Chen would stab him in the back.

Insidious and cunning.

"Aunt Yun, since I've sent you back, I'll leave first." Fu Chen is not stupid. Yan Wangchuan's eyes can eat people. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Come in and have a cup of tea." Qiao Aiyun has opened the door, "why go so fast, it's still early."

"The second sister-in-law will go abroad tomorrow morning. She may have something to explain." Fu Chen can always find reasons that people can't refute.

Without waiting for Qiao Aiyun to speak, Yan Wangchuan suddenly said, "I'll see you off."

Song Fengwan took a deep look at Fu Shen, who clearly said:

Take care.

She had seen Yan Wangchuan beat people. It was really cruel.

Fu Chenping always keeps his hands on Buddhist beads. He is gentle and elegant. Naturally, no one dares to conflict with him in his identity. No one knows how many pounds he has.

If you really do it, I'm afraid you will suffer.

**

Yan Wangchuan and Fu Chen went to the parking place, and no one spoke all the way.

"Mr. Yan, hold on." Fu Shen played with the car keys.

"Fu Chen..." Yan Wangchuan clenched his fist. His knuckles were white, tight and loose. He seemed to be hesitant to give him a punch directly.

"With the collapse of the alliance, Mr. Yan's speed is too fast."

"If the foundation of the alliance is not there, it should be disintegrated." Yan Wangchuan is serious.

Fu Chen licked the gill gang with the tip of his tongue. It's true that the foundation of the alliance is to pursue their mother and daughter. Yan Wangchuan's great event has been completed, so naturally he doesn't need this alliance.

"Do you really think it's done? Marriage can divorce, and there is nothing between you. " Fu Chen chuckles.

This is very uncomfortable for Yan Wangchuan.

"We'll get married soon." Yan Wangchuan said it very firmly.

Fu Chen smiles, "I'll see."

"It's 17. You have to wait a long time."

Fu Chengang stabbed him with a knife. His backhand was a sharp arrow. It went through his chest and made his chest ache.

In the night, the two were speechless, and the undercurrent was surging.

It seems that whoever moves his eyes first loses the battle.

Shifang and Qianjiang were not far away, waiting for Yan Wangchuan to leave.

Shifang yawned, "why did these two start again? Affectionate. How long are you going to watch it? "

Fu CHENXIAN laughed, "Mr. Yan, it's late. We'll talk when we have time."

Yan Wangchuan saw him get on the bus and leave, then turned and walked back.

**

When Yan Wangchuan arrived at Qiao's house, song Fengwan was washing honey water, while Qiao Aiyun changed her clothes and tied an apron. "Elder martial brother, you haven't eaten yet. Let me give you a bowl of noodles."

"Well." Yan Wangchuan watched her busy in the kitchen, her eyes became softer and softer.

"You say you come back, call me and wait at the door. It's not cold." Qiao Aiyun looked at him, still in the morning clothes, can see back in a hurry.

"It's cold. The phone's dead."

"How long have you been back? Coming back so soon? " Qiao Aiyun asked casually.

As a result, his answer made her gape again.

"Took the registered permanent residence book, came back with you to obtain the certificate, marries."

Her fingertips suddenly force, will be in the hands of a onion, break the waist.

In the living room, Joe Wangbei, who was drinking honey water, almost choked to death and coughed with his chest.

This special? Usually silent, a hand to vote big?

Song Fengwan pats Qiao Wangbei's back and looks at Yan Wangchuan with surprise.

It's too fast.

"Elder martial brother, I think it's too fast..." Qiao Aiyun hesitated and kept pinching the scallion in his hand. Who said that he would get the certificate with him? What's going on in this man's head.

"By the end of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we'll be there on Monday to give you time to prepare. I can wait for two days."

How about two days for her to prepare for such a big issue?

"I still think it's too fast." Qiao Aiyun's heart is beating very hard. She never thought that she could be made palpitating at an old age.

Although it is not interesting, too straightforward, but he does not lie.

These words sound far more moving than sweet words.

Qiao Wangbei just recovered. He was shocked by the water pressure after drinking honey. He was almost choked to death by Yan Wangchuan's words.

Yan Wangchuan said very seriously, "I can't wait."

Qiao Wangbei patted song Fengwan's arm, "late, I feel a little dizzy, send me upstairs."

I can't stay in the living room.

Song Fengwan knew that his uncle wanted to make room for them, so he helped him to go upstairs, but they didn't go to the second floor. Instead, they stopped at the corner of the stairs and began to eavesdrop.

Qiao Aiyun had already cut the ingredients and took out the hand rolled noodles from the refrigerator. Her face turned a little red.

Yan Wangchuan's words are too direct to resist.

"Elder martial brother, I still think it's a little early to get the certificate."

"You don't want me? Do you regret your promise? "

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath, "in your world, is it hard to be black or white? When I say slow down, it doesn't mean to refuse or regret. I have to think about such a big thing. "

"How long will it take?"

Qiao Aiyun hate can't throw the knife on his face directly, talk with him really hard, "I think about it again, first don't talk about this, change the topic."

"I want to kiss you."

Qiao Aiyun is stiff.

How can she answer that?

"You told me that if you have any idea, I want to kiss you. Now."

Qiao Aiyun looks slightly embarrassed, "in fact, this kind of thing need not be said..."

"No, just do it?"

Joe Aiyun really wants to hammer his head open to see what the structure is.

He was like a wall, standing at the kitchen door, waiting for her reply, his face became more and more stiff and dark, as if he had been bullied by her. For a moment, Qiao Aiyun felt that he was like a big dog and wanted to help him.

This mother can't really see this kind of look.

She sighed

Is it difficult to ask her to take the initiative in such things? She didn't refuse. Why is he so dull?

In this way, how to live in the future.

Qiao Aiyun walked towards him. They were close to each other. Someone still didn't move. She was so angry that she jumped. This dead wood.

She has to take the initiative in everything?

But someone is breathing more and more heavily, looking at her eyes.

It's very hot.

It's just not moving.

After a few seconds, just hoarse voice opening, "can you?" He's breathing harder.

Qiao Aiyun nodded.

The next second, he suddenly held her in his arms. Her heart beat like thunder, which made her eardrum ache. His arms tightened and his eyes were burning

However, Yan Wangchuan pecked her lips twice, not too deeply.

"In fact, this kind of thing is really needless to say." Qiao Aiyun turned red and continued to cook noodles for him.

"I'm afraid you'll refuse or feel uncomfortable." Yan Wangchuan loves too much and is too careful.

In this love fight, Qiao Aiyun takes all the initiative. He just doesn't say it. In fact, he has no sense of security in his heart.

He knows his character defect, and he is worried about what he does not do well. Qiao Aiyun will not want him.

"I will try and do you good." Yan Wangchuan really can not say love words, can only give her a promise.

Qiao Aiyun's heart is a little sour. In her heart, Yan Wangchuan is tall and serious, and will never say such words humbly, "I will consider the matter of obtaining the certificate."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Wangchuan suddenly hugged her directly from behind.

Qiao Aiyun held her breath and did not dare to move.

"I do it, right?"

Qiao Aiyun can't laugh or cry. It's quiet, but her practical comprehension ability is not bad. She dares to say that this kind of thing is needless to say, he just started.

"I don't know many things. You teach me slowly and I will study hard."

**

Qiao Wangbei at the corner of the stairs and song Fengwan look at each other as if they had seen a ghost.

To tell you the truth, Yan Wangchuan is so serious. The contrast is lovely and provocative.

Later Qiao Aiyun knew that some things could not be taught casually, which taught the students and killed the teachers.