Yan Qinqing was actually hesitant before, mainly because Ning Anyan's parents were too cute, and the people in her memory were never more intuitive than those who faced them directly.

When the two families had dinner that night, Yan Qinqing could clearly feel that the two families really wanted to become in-laws, and they thought so.

An Jie and Ning He love her no less than Ning Anyan, and they have good personalities and are very easy to get along with.

If Song Qingqing really wants to be happy in the future, then her mother-in-law is suitable for her, right?

An Jie's temperament looked at Yaxiu, but it made Yan Qinqing feel that she was very shrewd, a shrewdness with great wisdom.

If Ning Anyan really likes Song Qingqing, then this task is the most perfect.

Isn't it for the sake of happiness that people chase true love?

If you can't be happy, is true love really true love?

However, after that night, Ning Anyan still treated her as usual, even if she tried to test him on the side, he was still the same.

This made Yan Qinqing completely deflated, a childhood sweetheart who only regarded Song Qingqing as his sister didn't seem to be true love.

For the sake of the task, it is more reliable to chase Jing Mochen.

"Are you waiting for me?" Yan Qinqing's legs were also long, and she sprinted, and finally caught up with Jing Mochen at the school gate, and her tone was very playful.

Jing Mochen heard her voice, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly retracted, turned around expressionlessly, and looked at her, "Are you calling me?"

"I'm calling my sweetheart, are you?" Yan Qinqing stood in place, took a deep breath, calmed her breath, and winked at him, revealing a sweet smile and a pear vortex at the corner of her lips.

When Jing Mochen saw her smile like this, he laughed along, faintly helpless, and made a contemplative look, "I remember you said that you have to forget your sweetheart." ”

"I forgot, but my heart can't. Yan Qinqing walked towards him step by step very slowly, pointing at his heart with the tips of his fingers, with a regretful expression on his face.

"Yes, I heard that. Jing Mochen paused, pouted and shook his head, Junxiu's face seemed to feel very embarrassed, and her beautiful eyes also winked at her, "Your sweetheart is a little white face who is raised by a rich woman." ”

"I can be a rich woman and support him, if he wants to. Yan Qinqing pretended to raise her head proudly, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, and she made a naughty appearance that she wanted to laugh but couldn't help it.

However, he wants to be a rich man and raise a good-looking girl. Jing Mochen said and nodded in self-affirmation, "This looks like face." ”

Yan Qinqing couldn't help laughing, stood in front of him in a few steps, looked up at him slightly, and his eyes were full of affection, "Then am I good-looking?"

"Hmm. Pretty. Jing Mochen nodded and replied without thinking, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand towards her, "I'm very honest." ”

Yan Qinqing realized that Jing Mochen, who usually doesn't like to talk, still has such a side, in fact, he is very cheerful, why does he seem so silent?

"Then you say, would he be willing to keep a good-looking girl like me?" Yan Qinqing's eyes were expectant, staring at his eyes tightly.

The deep eyes are different from Ning Anyan's, the inner eyes look like double eyelids at first glance, with the meaning of a handsome Korean guy, and there is always a bit of exotic handsomeness.

"If a good-looking girl is willing, he is willing. Jing Mochen was silent for a moment, and seeing that Yan Qinqing's expectations gradually turned into loss, he finally spoke.

Yan Qinqing's eyes lit up, she bit her lower lip and snickered, tilting her head to look at him, "What do you mean?"

"Do you want to try early love?" Jing Mochen also laughed and stretched out his hand to her, as if he wanted to hold her hand.

Yan Qinqing looked at his bony hand, showing a shy but happy expression, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold his hand.

At this moment, she couldn't wait to throw him over the shoulder, step on his face, and shout: "The old lady has finally chased you to complete the task! I knew that I could lose weight, and I will go to you after the weight loss!"

Jing Mochen held Yan Qinqing's hand tightly, took her into his arms, hugged her waist, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Thank you for everything you have done for me." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth rose to reveal happiness and fulfillment.

Yan Qinqing was in his arms, he couldn't see his expression, he kept trying to beat his heart, how could Song Qingqing like such a superficial look?

In his mind, he said eagerly to the Rubik's Cube: "The second team is in the end, and the captain Yan Qinqing confirms that the task has been completed and returns to the Rubik's Cube." ”

After a while, I got an echo in my ear, "Confirm that the second team task has not been completed, do you want to return to the Rubik's Cube now?"

Did the mission mean that Jing Mochen must fall in love with Song Qingqing completely?

So, this guy is just a little bit of a liking now? Or is it just playing?

Annoyance, she can't ask, why don't you love me yet?!

Jing Mochen finished speaking in her ear, but she didn't get a response, and she didn't show dissatisfaction, but straightened up, looked at her with a smile, and shook the hands of the two people holding each other, "How does it feel to catch up with your sweetheart?"

"Wonderful want to fly. Yan Qinqing pretended to be so happy that she didn't know how to express it, and looked at the two holding hands shyly.

"My God, I seem to see the best match in the world. Ren Jialin's voice sounded behind Yan Qinqing, followed by Ning Anyan, who was expressionless.

Jing Mochen's gaze swept over Ning Anyan and looked at Ren Jialin, his gaze swept over her slightly open lips, and he frowned and turned his head.

When Ren Jialin saw his performance, her eyes glanced to the side, her eyes were full of pride, and she seemed to be avoiding suspicion and not looking at them.

Ning Anyan's gaze swept over the hands they were holding each other, the hands behind his back were clenched tightly, and then slowly released, and the palms of his hands were full of deep and shallow nail prints.

An excited smile soon appeared on his face, and he walked towards them with the appearance that his sister finally had someone want, "Feiqing got his wish?"

"Nasty! Yan Qinqing let go of the hand holding Jing Mochen and turned around to hit Ning Anyan.

"My family Qingqing is a good girl, you treat her well. Ning Anyan didn't hide from Yan Qinqing's hammer, and stared at Jing Mochen.

Jing Mochen had a doting smile on his face, and raised his eyebrows slightly at him, "It's my family now." Of course I'll treat her well. ”

Yan Qinqing was sweet and satisfied when she heard this, and kept smirking at him, until Ning Anyan turned her head and glared at her, and then she restrained this smirk.

"Are you going to have dinner with your early crush at noon, or go home with me?" Ning Anyan's gaze swept over Jing Mochen and Ren Jialin and looked at her.

Yan Qinqing didn't want to go to dinner with Jing Mochen, she also wanted to go home and find her mobile phone to discuss with Xiao Zexiao, and made a look of embarrassment to go back and forth with them, and finally said tangledly: "Can't you eat together?"

Jing Mochen shook his head with a regretful smile, brushed his fingers over her cheek, and whispered, "No, it's okay to tell my parents." Tomorrow, or in the evening?"

"Qingqing's parents are here at night, are you going to see his parents?" Ning Anyan's whole heart was soaked in sulfuric acid, sour, swollen and painful, knowing that he should be happy for her, but he still couldn't help the pain.

Jing Mochen was slightly stunned, smiled helplessly, and looked at Yan Qinqing, "Why don't you come to meet my parents?"

Yan Qinqing shook her head again and again with a frightened face, and looked at him a little shyly, "It's too early." We're just sure of the relationship. ”

"I'm dying of hunger, okay, I'm in charge, the three of us go back to eat, you can go back by yourself. In the evening, you send Qingqing home, and then you will talk to me. We promise not to make light bulbs. Ren Jialin made it look like she had the final say, took Ning Anyan's arm, and shook it, "I'm hungry." ”