Didn't eat... I... I want to keep this child..."Angén stood in the rain at a loss.

Leng Qianchen looked at her wearing a thin pajama skirt, stretched out her arms and stopped a car casually.

An Qin's heart was full of apprehension, and she hesitated to follow him back.

"It's raining, it's cold outside, you're wearing so little I'm worried that you'll catch a cold, and it will also affect the children, let's go back first." Leng Qianchen opened the car door and motioned for her to hurry in.

Anqin heard him say so much and thought he was angry again, so he jumped into the car without thinking about it and didn't say a word.

Leng Qianchen closed the umbrella and shook it before getting into the taxi.

When Angel arrived at his destination, he realized that this was not the eerie castle, but his villa by the sea.

Leng Qianchen didn't say anything, just silently bent down and hugged her in his arms, and walked back to the villa step by step.

An Qin lowered her head and didn't dare to look at his face, especially the affectionate eyes he had at the moment.

- His eyes burn like the sun.

Back in the living room, Leng Qianchen ordered someone to change the dirty skirt for her, afraid that she would bring a blanket and drape it on her body.

"Young master, do you need to tell the kitchen to make some ginger soup?" The housekeeper asked.

"You go first... You go to the cold house and pick a doctor with good medical skills to come and take a look at her. Leng Qianchen instructed the housekeeper.

After wrapping the blanket, Anqin said, "Don't bother, I'm a descendant of werewolves, and it's okay to get rainy." ”

"Young Master Ben is not worried, this child is also the blood of the Leng family, I am just worried about this child." Leng Qianchen took the towel from the butler's hand and wiped his hair.

Anqin lowered her head in some frustration.

"You go back to your room and clean up first, and after the rain, it's best to take a hot shower to get cold." Leng Qianchen pointed to the housekeeper and motioned for the housekeeper to place An Qin in the guest room.

After the butler received the order, he led Anqin and set off.

Angén actually just wanted to take a nap on the sofa around the blanket......

After the living room was quiet again, Leng Qianchen sat on the sofa and began to sort out today's brain thoughts.

An hour later, the second floor of the villa.

Angén stood in front of the mirror and wiped her hair, looking at herself from the mirror as she wiped her hair.

She took her hand back from the towel and put it on her right cheek... Is it because I haven't rested well recently that I'm so haggard?

Sure enough, the best advantage of the Bloodline is its eternal youthful appearance.

If one day she is really old, Young Master Leng will not like herself even more... She sighed heavily as she thought of this.

Ground floor kitchen.

Leng Qianchen was slowly walking to the living room with a piece of chicken soup, and after he heard footsteps, he said, "You drink a little to warm up your body first, so that you won't catch a cold." ”

This sudden concern made An Qin's heart become uneasy, could it be that she had done something wrong again, so Young Master Leng made this dark dish for her to eat......

"I don't cook a lot, so it might not taste good." Leng Qianchen smiled awkwardly.

An Qin shook her hand and said, "You are suddenly so gentle...", she picked up the soup bowl and looked at it, "but thank you very much for making the soup, thank you for your kindness." ”

She smiled again, and her little pear vortex was also smiling shallowly.

This scene rippled like waves when it was imprinted on Leng Qianchen's heart.

"What are you looking at me in a daze?" Anqin asked him with a bowl.

"Oh? Nothing, nothing, the soup tastes okay, right? Leng Qianchen didn't notice the caution on his face at all.