Chapter 213 Come back to get the certificate, don’t say I love you

  The cold wind was so cold that the shadow of the tree swayed, falling on Yan Wangchuan, the light and shadow overlapped, making it more gloomy.

  Song Fengwan slightly moved to Fu Chen's side, lowered his voice, "Brother, are you embarrassed now?"

  Fu Shen glanced at her without making a sound.

  Where did he know that Yan Wangchuan returned so fast?

  He has always been good at calculating people's minds, and he has always been the only one who cheated others, but this time, he felt like he was thrown away after being used up.

  Uncomfortable to the extreme.

   "Brother, you are back to Nanjiang in the morning, why are you back so fast?" Qiao Aiyun took out the key from her bag. Although she was surprised, there was a little bit of sweetness in her heart.

  Yan Wangchuan didn't make a sound, but he drew back and let her open the door, keeping his eyes fixed on Fu Chen.

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

  Insidious and cunning.

   "Auntie Yun, since I have sent you back, then I will leave first." Fu Chen is not stupid, Yan Wangchuan's eyes can eat people, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

   "Come in for a cup of tea." Qiao Aiyun has opened the door, "Why are you walking in such a hurry? It's still early."

   "Second Sister-in-law is going abroad tomorrow morning, there may be something to explain." Fu Shen can always find out the reasons that people cannot refute.

   Without waiting for Qiao Aiyun to speak, Yan Wangchuan suddenly said, "I will send you."

  Song Fengwan glanced at Fu Chen deeply, his eyes clearly said:

  Take care.

  She had seen Yan Wangchuan beat someone, it was really cruel and cruel.

  Fu Shenping never left the Buddha beads, gentle and elegant, his identity, naturally no one dared to conflict with him, no one knew how many catties he was.

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

  **

  Yan Wangchuan and Fu Chen walked to the parking place, but no one spoke.

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

  "Fu Shen..." Yan Wangchuan clenched his hands into a fist, his knuckles were white, tight and loose, as if he was hesitant to punch him directly.

  "The alliance collapsed. Mr. Yan crossed the river and demolished the bridge too fast."

  "The foundation of the alliance is not there, it should be disintegrated." Yan Wangchuan said seriously.

  Fu Shen licked his cheek with the tip of his tongue. This is true. The foundation of the alliance is to chase their mother and daughter. Yan Wangchuan's major event has already been achieved, so naturally there is no need for this alliance.

   "Do you really think the big thing is done? You can get a divorce when you get married, and there is nothing between you." Fu Shen smiled lightly.

  Strictly speaking, Wangchuan was extremely uncomfortable.

   "We will get married soon." Yan Wangchuan said very firmly.

   Fu Shen smiled, "I'll wait and see."

  "It’s only 17 late, you have to wait a long time."

  Fu Shengang stabbed him, his backhand was a sharp arrow, passing through his chest, making his chest hurt.

  In the night, the two of them were speechless, and the dark tide surged.

  It seems that whoever removes his eyes first will lose the battle first.

  Shifang and Qianjiangben followed not far away, waiting for Yan Wangchuan to leave.

  Shifang yawned, "Why did these two people start again? It's affectionate, how long are you going to watch."

  Fu Shen first smiled, "Mr. Yan, it's getting late, we'll talk again when we have time."

   Yan Wangchuan watched him get in the car and left, then turned around and walked back.

  **

  When Yan Wangchuan arrived at Qiao’s house, Song Fengwan was flushing honey, while Qiao Aiyun changed her clothes and put on an apron, “Brother, you haven’t eaten yet, let me get you a bowl of noodles.”

   "Yeah." Yan Wangchuan watched her busy in the kitchen neatly, his eyes softened.

   "You said you are coming back, give me a call, just wait at the door, it's not cold." Qiao Aiyun turned her head to look at him, still in the clothes in the morning, she could see that she was coming back in a hurry.

   "It's cold, the phone is out of power."

   "How long have you been going back? You came back so soon?" Qiao Aiyun asked casually.

  As a result, his answer made her dumbfounded again.

   "Take the household registration book, come back to get the certificate and get married with you."

  Suddenly with her fingertips, she snapped a green onion in her hand.

  In the living room, Qiao Wangbei, who was drinking honey water, was almost choked to death, clutching his chest and coughing.

  This is so muffled at ordinary times, it will be a big ticket as soon as it is shot?

  Song Fengwan reached out and patted Qiao Wangbei's back, and looked at Yan Wangchuan with surprise.

  This speed is too fast.

   "Brother, I think this is too fast..." Qiao Aiyun stubbornly kept pinching the onion in his hand. Who said he wanted to get the certificate from him? What is in this man's mind.

  "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will go over on Monday, give you time to prepare, I can wait two days."

  Give her two days to prepare for such a big thing as getting a certificate?

   "I still think it's too fast." Qiao Aiyun's heart was beating so hard, she had never thought that she could be palpitated by others at her age.

  Although it is not interesting and straightforward, he does not lie.

  These words sound more touching than sweet words.

  Qiao Wangbei just calmed down, took a sip of honey and was shocked by the water pressure, and was shocked by Yan Wangchuan's words, almost choked to death.

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

  Qiao Wangbei patted Song Fengwan’s arm, “I’m a little dizzy late in the evening, so send me upstairs.”

  I can’t stay in this living room.

  Song Fengwan knew that his uncle wanted to leave some space for the two of them, so he helped him to walk upstairs, but the two did not reach the second floor, but stopped at the corner of the stairs and began to eavesdrop.

  Qiao Aiyun had already cut the ingredients, took out the hand-rolled noodles that hadn't been eaten earlier from the refrigerator, and her face was slightly flushed.

   Yan Wangchuan spoke too directly, and he really couldn’t stand it.

   "Brother, if you get the certificate, I still think it's a bit early."

   "You don't want me? Regret for agreeing to me?"

  Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath, "In your world, can it be black and white? I say slow down, it does not mean rejection or regret. I have to think about such a big thing."

"how long it takes?"

  Qiao Aiyun hates to throw the knife directly on his face, talking to him is really hard, "I think about it, let’s not talk about it, let’s change the topic."

   "I want to kiss you."

  Qiao Aiyun is stiff.

  How should she answer this kind of thing?

   "You told me before, if you have an idea, just say directly, I want to kiss you, just now."

  Qiao Aiyun looked a little embarrassed, "In fact, there is no need to say such things..."

   "Don't tell me, just do it?"

  Qiao Aiyun really wants to hammer his head open to see what structure it is.

  He was like a wall, standing at the door of the kitchen, waiting for her to reply, his expression became more rigid and dark, as if being bullied by her, for a moment, Qiao Aiyun thought he was like a big dog, and wanted to help him smooth the hair.

  The mother, really can’t see this look.

  She sighed...

  It is impossible for her to take the initiative in this kind of thing, and she did not refuse, why is he so dull?

  That’s it, how will you live in the future?

  Qiao Aiyun walked towards him, the two were getting closer, and someone still didn't move, and she was so angry that she jumped, this dead wood.

  She must take the initiative in everything?

   But someone is breathing harder and heavier, looking at her eyes.

  Extremely hot.

   is not moving.

  A few seconds later, he said dumbly, "Can you?" He breathed harder.

  Qiao Aiyun nodded.

  The next second, he suddenly hugged her into his arms, his heart beating like thunder, so that people’s eardrums hurt, his arms tightened, his eyes burning...

  But Yan Wangchuan just pecked her lips twice, not too deeply.

   "In fact, this kind of thing really doesn't need to be said." Qiao Aiyun blushed and turned and continued to help him cook noodles.

   "I'm afraid you will refuse or feel uncomfortable." Yan Wangchuan loves too deeply and too carefully.

   In this love fight, Qiao Aiyun has all the initiative. He just doesn't say it, in fact, he feels very insecure.

  He knew his personality flaws, and he was worried about what he didn't do well, so Qiao Aiyun didn't want him.

   "I will work hard and be nice to you." Yan Wangchuan does not speak love words, but can only promise her.

  Qiao Aiyun is a little bit sour in her heart. In her heart, Yan Wangchuan is tall and serious, and will never say such things in a humble manner, "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, not daring to move.

"Am I doing this right?"

  Qiao Aiyun couldn't laugh or cry, this muffled sound, the practical comprehension ability is not bad, she dare to say such things without saying, he just started directly.

   "I don't know a lot of things, you can teach me slowly, and I will learn by heart."

  **

  Qiao Wangbei and Song Fengwan at the corner of the stairs looked at each other, as if they had seen a ghost.

  Seriously, Yan Wangchuan is so serious, this contrast, cute and seductive.

  Later, Qiao Aiyun learned that some of these things really couldn't be taught casually. It taught the students and killed the teacher.

  Senior brother and San Ye, you really gave me a knife, I will give you a sword, haha, San Ye is going to die of anger, he hates talking about age the most, and the brother still poked him in his heart.

  Teach the students, kill the teacher, this...cough cough, everyone can imagine by themselves.

  (End of this chapter)