She was so frightened that she immediately stood up and didn't dare to run into the living room. [No pop-ups. 】

Qiao Sinian glanced at her coldly: "Willing to come back?" ”

"I didn't fight, I didn't play, I walked...... I accidentally fell into the water. Ye Jiaqi hurriedly explained.

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

"Didn't take a self-study class today?" Josnian asked coldly, his face gloomy.

"Up."

She giggled, but she looked uncomfortable and laughed awkwardly.

Why did Qiao Ye suddenly care about her, there was a feeling that a weasel was greeting the chicken.

No, no, the analogy isn't quite right, she's not a chicken.

There is no weasel as handsome as Josnian.

This man is sitting on the sofa in a straight suit, his figure is slender and handsome, and it is really impossible to take his eyes off.

At that time, she was already sixteen years old, and she had long been in love with Josnian.

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

Teenage girls have the most delicate minds and always want to show their best side in front of the people they like.

But she ...... Doesn't seem to be so successful.

Even, very failed.

Just as she stood up nervously, Qiao Sinian suddenly stood up, didn't say anything more, and went to the bathroom.

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

He had an extra towel in his hand.

He stood in front of her, his face still expressionless, even a little dissatisfied.

However, the movements of the hands are extraordinarily gentle.

He wiped her face.

Ye Jiaqi was flattered and instantly stunned.

"Qiao, Qiao, Master Qiao......" She dodged, not daring to let him do it himself.

"Don't move!" He scolded.

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

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

She tilted her head and looked at him so perfectly.

She remembers that after that shower, she didn't close her eyes all night.

In my heart and mind, he was everywhere.

She was covered with a quilt and her heart was full of joy.

It's like this feeling to like someone, haunted by dreams, and reluctant to give up.

Seven years later, he repeated the same motion, wiping her face with a towel.

Even, what he said was 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 like they had seven years ago.

Only now, there is no more admiration.

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

As soon as she cried, he was in a panic, and he didn't know what to do.

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

Josnian wiped her with a towel, but she couldn't dry it.

"What are you crying about?"

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

Tears can be stopped when they are said.

The heart is broken, and it can no longer heal.

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

"Joss Nian, you don't have to do this to me, I'm not a child, and I'm no longer the Qiqi who used to be the only one you followed."

He said he wouldn't let anyone bully her.

But what about himself? What did they bully her into.

Josnian sighed, didn't say anything more, bent down, and picked up the 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.