She was so scared that she immediately stopped and did not dare to run into the living room.

Qiao Sinian glanced at her coldly: "Are you willing to come back?"

"I didn't fight or playful, I was walking... I accidentally fell into the water." Ye Jiaqi explained quickly.

She didn't have to think that she must be dirty now, with dirty clothes, dirty shoes, and dirty hair.

"Didn't you attend the self-study class today?" Qiao Sinian asked coldly, his face gloomy.

“It’s on.”

She laughed, but she looked uncomfortable and smiled awkwardly.

Why did Mr. Qiao suddenly care about her? She felt like a weasel wishing the chicken a New Year.

No, this metaphor is not very correct, she is not a chicken.

There is no weasel as handsome as Qiao Sinian.

This man sat upright on the sofa in a suit, slender and handsome figure, which really makes people unable to take their eyes off.

At that time, she was already sixteen years old and had long been admiration for Qiao Sinian.

And at this moment, she let him see the most embarrassing look.

A teenage girl has the most delicate mind and always wants to present her best side to the person she likes.

But she... seems not so successful.

Even, it was very failed.

Just as she was standing nervously, Qiao Sinian suddenly stood up, said nothing, and went to the bathroom.

She thought he was gone, and just as she was about to slip away, he came out again.

There was an extra towel in his hand.

He stood in front of her, with no expression on his face, and even a little dissatisfied.

However, the movements on the hands were particularly gentle.

He wiped her face.

Ye Jiaqi was flattered and was stunned for a moment.

"Joe, Master Qiao..." She dodged and did not dare to let him do it himself.

"Don't move!" he scolded.

She really didn't move anymore, of course, she didn't want to move anymore.

That time, the girl's heart was pounding, just like the most beautiful peach blossoms in spring, blooming quietly.

She raised her head and looked at him like that perfect.

She remembered that after taking a shower, she didn't close her eyes all night.

He is everywhere in my heart and mind.

She was covered in a quilt and was excited.

It’s this kind of feeling to like someone, and I’m obsessed with you and reluctant to leave.

Seven years have passed, and he repeated the same movements and wiped her face finely with a towel.

Even what he said is the same, don't move.

Ye Jiaqi cried.

Tears are like beads with broken threads that cannot be taken back.

A pair of red eyes looked at him, just like seven years ago.

But now, I no longer admire you.

For a moment, Qiao Sinian's hand was stopped and he was at a loss.

As soon as she cried, he had no choice but to panic.

The tears in Ye Jiaqi's eyes fell down, and he couldn't stop them.

Qiao Sinian wiped her with a towel, but she couldn't wipe it dry no matter how hard she was.

"What are you crying?"

He frowned, lowered his eyelids and looked at her, his tone was more helpless.

Tears can’t be stopped just by saying that they can stop.

My heart is hurt and it is impossible to heal.

She angrily patted his hand away, pulled the towel from his hand, and threw it hard on the ground!

"Joe Sinian, you don't have to treat me like this. I'm not a child, nor is it the only one you did before."

He said that he would not let anyone bully her.

But what about him? He bullied her like.

Qiao Sinian sighed, without saying anything, bent down and picked up a towel from the ground.

"These days, you live in Qiao's house to take care of Xiao Fanfan, and I want to go abroad."

Ye Jiaqi looked at him, and his heart seemed to be pricked.
Chapter completed!