"Really?" Qiao Chengfan raised his little face. [Full text reading. 】

"Really."

"Then Qiqi, you also have to come to see me early." Qiao Chengfan became very well-behaved again, "On your birthday, come and see the baby, okay?" ”

"Qiqi will do his best."

Qiao Chengfan was afraid of upsetting Ye Jiaqi, so he nodded and didn't dwell on it anymore.

His Qiqi also has to go to school, and he can't make Qiqi unhappy.

But he still insisted on sending Ye Jiaqi to the airport.

Ye Jiaqi tied a scarf for him, and after confirming that he would not freeze him, he took him with one hand and walked outside the manor with the suitcase with the other.

The few days at the manor were quiet and warm, and unforgettable.

Two figures, one large and one small, one tall and one short, walked in the manor, slowly, from the living room to the gate, away from the manor.

The sun's rays stretched their shadows.

Ye Jiaqi and Qiao Chengfan walked side by side, holding small hands with big hands, and no one let go.

The manor is like an idyllic landscape, and they are like people walking on the painting.

Winter days are quiet and long.

Joe's house.

It's early evening in the country.

As the sun sets, colorful glows fall all over the place.

After Qiao Sinian finished talking to Ye Jiaqi, put down his mobile phone, walked to the window and lit a cigarette.

The smoke shrouded his handsome edges and corners, slowly rising, and the man in front of the window became more and more noble and arrogant.

His slender figure was stretched longer by the light, and he stood alone and fell to the floor.

Halfway through his cigarette, he sat down on the sofa in the living room with his long legs open and opened the tablet.

Fingers come naturally, and it's very customary to click on a website.

That's the official website of the University of Chicago.

Josnian habitually reads it from cover to cover and doesn't miss any news.

This semester, she was the winner of the first-class scholarship at the School of Journalism.

Under the simple English is her photo-

Long black hair, aura smiling face, white sweater, light blue coat jacket.

In China, she rarely takes the first exam.

After going abroad, she won the first place every time and did not lag behind every time.

In China, she won the first place, and she must show off to him, and she was so happy that everyone in Qiao's house knew about it.

In foreign countries, she also showed off to Cheng Yuzhi like this, right?

The traces of indifference slipped through Josnian's cold eyes, and for a moment, the traces were shattered and disappeared.

His slender fingers slid across the tablet, page by page, scanning through every piece of news.

Just then, his phone vibrate.

"Master Qiao, are you free at night? I'm going to a party and want to invite you along. Han Yurou's voice sounded softly.

"Did Han Yun tell you to call me?"

Han Yurou on the other end nodded: "My father said, let me invite you to try it." ”

Joss chuckled.

Han Yun still didn't die of this heart.

"I also want you to go with me." Han Yurou hurriedly explained, "Are you willing to come over?" If you don't want to, forget it. ”

"In the future, you don't have to call me again."

Han Yurou was surprised, biting her lip, and didn't say anything for a long time.

She grew up like a star-studded adulthood, but only here in Josnian, she was rejected many times.

It seems that his patience with her is also becoming more and more limited.

What is she not doing well enough?

Han Yurou didn't quite understand.

But Qiao Sinian refused, and she was embarrassed to entangle any longer, and nodded: "I know, I'm sorry, Master Qiao." ”

"Don't be sorry, the same thing you pass on to Han Yun." Josnian said indifferently.