This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 646 Mr. Yan, what's the matter?

  Yan Shiqi saw the car, the smile on his cheeks gradually faded.

  Although it's just past seven o'clock in the evening, it is already night like thick ink.

  As their vehicle approached, Yan's father had stepped out of the car at this moment.

  He was wearing a thin windbreaker jacket, standing in the twilight of the cool breeze, facing their direction, rubbing his hands, eyes looking expectantly.

   Although he did not face each other, Yan Shiqi still saw that he was different from the past and tired and tired.

  The car stopped steadily, and Yan's father quickly paced to the front of their car. He took a deep look at Yan Shiqi through the car window, and then looked at Qin Baiyu in the driving seat. After surprise, he nodded and smiled.

  In front of the villa, they got out of the car at the same time.

  The two walked around the front of the car and stood beside each other, unanimously looking at the unidentified Yanjun, no one spoke.

  At this time, the sky is cold and the wind is blowing suddenly.

  The cool breeze from all directions blew their clothes. Yanjun's palms dangling by his side were clenched, looking at the man's cold and indifferent cheeks, and turned to Yan Shiqi: "Girl, I..."

   "Go in and talk."

  The man interrupted him with a faint expression on his face, and then took the lead and walked toward the villa with Yan Shiqi.

  Yanjun’s words were blocked by his mouth and could not continue. He turned his eyes to look at their backs who were walking forward together, struggling flashed under his eyes, and after sighing quietly, he slowly followed.

  ……

  In the living room where the warm room is like spring, the lights are very bright.

  At that time, Yanjun was sitting in front of the coffee table with anxious face, thinking about how to break the silence, Yan Shiqi turned back from the direction of the bar with two glasses of water.

  The moment the water cup was gently placed in front of him, Yanjun heard her say: "Mr. Yan, come here so late, what's the matter?"

  A sentence of ‘Mr. Yan’ instantly opened the Chuhe-Han boundary between them.

Yanjun's eye sockets were a little sore, and he looked up at Shi Qi who was sitting next to Qin Baiyu in a daze. He pursed his lips and said in a difficult tone: "Girl, I called you today. You didn't answer it. I haven't seen him for a while. So... I want to come and see you."

   Hearing the sound, Yan Shiqi blinked and responded softly, “I didn’t hear something in the afternoon. I asked you to take a trip. I’m really sorry!”

  She said so, but between those beautiful and clear eyebrows, there was a slight alienation and politeness.

  She hopes this is the true heart of Yan's father, but if she is so caring, how can she only think about seeing her after an accident at Yan's house?

Yan Shiqi didn't reveal his hypocrisy. After speaking indifferently, he picked up the water glass from the table and handed it to the cold man on his side, "You drink some water. Just ate popcorn, it will be very greasy. "

  She spoke with confidence. The man lowered his head to hold the water glass, and after taking a sip, he touched her fingertips, “Why don’t you pour yourself a glass with your hands so cold? Do you want to take a shower?”

   "It's okay, I'm not thirsty. There are still guests at home, so don't worry!"

  The brief exchange between the two of them, like no one else, made Yanjun sitting next to him a little redundant.

  He could feel Xiao Qi's alienated attitude, his eyes fell on the glass of water, and he brought it over and took a few big mouthfuls in an attempt to settle his emotions.

  Half a cup of water, Yanjun seemed to be calmer, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his palm, sighed softly, and said: "Girl, now you and I are so different, Dad back then..."

   This time, Yan Shiqi couldn't hold back, but politely and politely shook his head and interrupted him, "Mr. Yan, this is not a stranger, after all, there is a difference between closeness."

  The difference between closeness and closeness instantly reminded Yanjun that he had asked Xiao Qi to move to the guest room that day at Wen's house.

  (End of this chapter)