OBS Chapter 223 You don’t have a girlfriend?
Chapter 223 You don’t have a girlfriend?
Yan Cheng thought of An Qi. Of course, she was not ugly but beautiful as a fairy.
Her image kept appearing in my mind, and I couldn't calm down for a long time lying in bed.
"have you slept?"
"not yet."
"What are you doing?"
"Pack your bags."
Humph, it’s just a normal chat, but the screen is full of pink bubbles.
Yan Cheng is like a little boy who is just beginning to fall in love. In fact, he has been working for two years.
He has never been in a relationship before, this is the first time.
"Didn't I scare you just now?"
"what?"
“Just stick it on.”
An Qi hesitated for a while: "Scared."
Of course, this was Tong Xin’s first time having physical contact with a man, and this was a stranger whom she had known for less than a few hours.
He looks innocent, but actually he is very cunning.
He should have a girlfriend. With his looks and his sense of humor, it's impossible for him not to have a girlfriend.
What era is this? Everyone is very open-minded and cohabitation before marriage is not surprising, so most people are used to it.
An Qi didn't think too much. She wasn't so self-indulgent nor so easily promiscuous.
She just wanted to relieve her current emotions, so it wasn't a bad thing to find a stranger to talk to.
"Then I'm sorry. I apologize to you."
He sent her an apology emoji, which made her laugh.
"If apologies are useful, what do we need the police for?"
She also learned to make jokes, after all, you become like the people you follow.
An Qi rarely jokes, so it seems that her mood is not that bad.
"How about I treat you to a meal as an apology?"
Yan Cheng wanted to treat her to a meal, but was afraid that she would refuse. Wasn't it a little too obvious to be so cautious?
If he hadn't walked with her all the way just now, if he hadn't talked to her so much, if he hadn't made her happy when she was most sad, I think she would never have agreed.
Timing is really important. One minute more or one second less will not make a difference. If they hadn't separated from Tongxin, they might never have met in their entire lives.
So, everything is determined by heaven and has no influence on human beings.
She agreed, unexpectedly:
"When do you have time?"
When is it considered having time?
At this moment, she replied:
"Now."
Now, 9pm.
Yan Cheng got up and took a shower, then put on a white hoodie, a denim jacket, and a pair of black sweatpants, looking like a college student.
He usually likes to wear it like this, it's loose and comfortable.
He doesn't like those restrictive suits; casual wear like this suits him better.
He is actually quite small, but he looks quite muscular. He deliberately sprayed some hairspray to make his hair more three-dimensional and stylish.
Before going out, he sprayed some perfume, a light cologne scent.
"What are you doing? You just came back and are going out again?"
Mom didn't mean to control him, it was just the first time he dressed like this so late at night.
In fact, he seldom goes on dates with others. At most, he goes downstairs to run, but he always wears sportswear when he runs and he never has the habit of spraying perfume.
Mom took off her glasses and looked him up and down:
"What are you doing here?"
Yan Cheng smiled:
"I'm going to find the ugly one."
This child is unruly and I don’t know who he learned this from.
His parents seldom joke, but that didn't stop them from giving birth to an optimist like him. He laughs all day long and never seems to be calm. No wonder he's never had a girlfriend.
Yan Cheng left. His home was not far from hers, just a few buildings away.
When he just arrived, Angie came downstairs.
When they met this time, both of them felt very awkward, as if the two people they were chatting with just now were not them.
"It's so late, where are you going?"
An Qi spoke first, trying to show that the two of them were familiar with each other, or to find an excuse for them.
She also dressed up specially. She was not wearing this dress just now. If I am not mistaken, she seemed to have put on some light makeup.
Anqi's eyes are no longer red, and they look even better with some eye makeup.
"I'll take you somewhere."
Yan Cheng was a little moved, and the feeling of his heart beating faster was beyond words.
She was wearing a light beige coat and her hair was flowing down, which made her look beautiful.
The late autumn wind was a little cold, and the tip of her nose was slightly red. This feeling seemed to protect her, especially when she looked so beautiful now.
Yan Cheng's Adam's apple moved up and down, luckily it wasn't obvious, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing.
He deliberately pulled her collar and led her forward.
"Why did you come so fast?"
He wasn't supposed to live nearby, but she didn't know how he did it.
"I didn't leave. I've been waiting for you downstairs. Do you believe it?"
Really?
He really didn't leave. He must have been frozen in such a cold day.
An Qi was so naive that she didn't even consider that he had changed his clothes.
"Then you must be frozen."
Yan Cheng didn't expect that she would believe it so clearly:
"really."
"Then why didn't you leave?"
"I want to wait and see if there is another chance to run into you."
He spoke sincerely, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.
An Qi didn't believe it but didn't question it either. In fact, she really didn't have the energy to analyze a person's authenticity.
It doesn’t matter whether it is or not, it’s just like that anyway, right?
Angel's mood was also healed, but not completely. She was avoiding it and deliberately forcing herself to smile.
She knew that to forget the pain she needed something new, like an anesthetic that could temporarily make the pain less severe.
"You are joking?"
The joke wasn't funny, so she had to force a smile.
"So you're serious?"
The reason she was hurt was because of who she was. She trusted others too much, even someone she didn't know.
Maybe it wasn't that person. If it was anyone else, she might have been hurt. Her innocence is engraved in her bones.
The synonym of simple is stupid. She knows it is fake but she will believe it as long as the other party denies it.
An Qi curled her lips:
"It seems that you are not a good person either."
Well, he dug the hole himself and buried himself.
She lumped him in with that guy, which of course he wasn't.
"Well, you can't generalize. I am a good person and a very good person."
"A good man never lies."
“White lies are protection.”
He wanted to protect her from the moment he saw her.
"Then tell me, how did you get here?"
An Qi looked him up and down and realized that he had changed his clothes, but it was not realistic for him to go back in a short time.
Yan Cheng smiled:
"You care about me that much?"
His smile is a bit annoying:
"You love to talk but don't talk."
Anqi turned around and wanted to go back. She didn't want to have dinner with someone who didn't tell the truth.
Yan Cheng pulled her arm:
"Hey, I'm just teasing you, isn't it okay for me to say it?"
An Qi turned around with a bad look on her face.
Yan Cheng stood in front of her obediently, like a child who had done something wrong:
"I live nearby, in the building in front."
what?
Is there such a coincidence?
"real or fake?"
She believes lies but not the truth. I really don’t know what her zodiac sign is?
"My parents live here, I don't live with them."
An Qi believed it a little:
"So where did you go just now?"
“Am I still sleeping on the streets?”
Yan Cheng smiled. He smiled a lot, all the time. It felt like he was a little sun, always warming others.
You really can't see any sadness in front of him, perhaps he has never experienced the sufferings of the world.