Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Liangqiu was barefoot, and suddenly stood up and walked to the French window behind him. She lay on her stomach, looking at the boundless night outside, and whispered, "Qin Anlan, do you believe in fate?"

"What?" He gave a dry smile, his voice a little confusing.

Ye Liangqiu's voice lowered, "I didn't believe it before, but I would rather talk about ghosts and gods now."

In that case, Ye Xun would not disappear into this world, he would always leave some spirit behind.

Even a ray of soul is good.

Otherwise, she would be too lonely in this world.

Qin Anlan looked at the wine in the cup, and it took a long time to answer her, "Ye Liangqiu, I believe you are not the one who believes in this."

If she believed, she would not do these things.

She raised her head and stood in front of his French window, looking at the bright moonlight outside, she wept.

She didn't believe in fate before, but Ye Xun's death made her understand that there is a kind of reincarnation that can't escape.

Qin Anlan waited for a long time and she did not speak, he slowly stood up and looked at her back.

Her thin shoulders are trembling... Is she crying?

Qin Anlan thought of Kime's words, and pressed her thin lips.

He is not a softhearted person, but on such a night, he is willing to comfort a sad little girl.

Take it...for his commodity value.

He stood behind her and took her into his arms.

Ye Liangqiu's body froze first, and then his body was clasped on his shoulders.

He has a refreshing breath after bathing, it smells very good...

Her face was buried in his shoulder, the warmth made her want to cry.

"If you want to cry, I can rely on you." Qin Anlan's tone was light, but because it was light enough, because of the night, it seemed particularly gentle.

Ye Liangqiu's face was buried deeper...Perhaps she had been lonely and hurt for too long, but she didn't even refuse this tenderness.

Knowing the danger and knowing it was like poison, she still stretched out her small hand and gently hugged his waist... tightening.

Qin Anlan lowered his head, looked at the small black head in his arms, and rubbed her hair twice, "How come there is such a stubborn little guy?"

He admitted that he had been lonely long enough that he would take in such a small thing and allow her to enter his world.

And when he rubbed her little head, Ye Liangqiu was stunned for a while, and then she buried herself deeply in his arms.

Then his heart was hot and humid, very uncomfortable.

He left her to cry, but stood at the top of the city, hugging her, and told her, "Ye Liangqiu, if one day you don’t want to cry, stand taller than anyone else. Standing no one can hurt. your position."

When he said this, he had no idea that she would use these words to retaliate to him in the future, telling him personally that he had nothing to do with her.

But no matter what, Ye Liangqiu was still a strong **** the outside and fragile on the inside.

What she wants must go through Qin Anlan, so she is dealing with him like walking on thin ice.

Even if she herself hates this kind of herself, she feels her face is abominable.

Ye Liangqiu was crying, but every tear was shed for herself...

Qin Anlan's warmth warmed her body but not her heart.

She lifted her small face, held his neck with her small hand, and moved her small mouth up with some confusion...