But the warmth is also transmitted from the little hand holding him.

The palm of the hand subconsciously moved, wrapping the small hand in the palm of the palm.

With a slight force, he pulled her over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The soft body fit perfectly into his embrace, and Zhan Qianyan greedily sniffed the faint fragrance on her body.

The pain of the constriction of the heart seems to be gradually moving away from this embrace, and it is no longer so painful.

Ling Qi's body was a little stiff, and when he felt his attachment, the feeling of distress spread from his heart.

There was no jealousy, no sourness, just full of distress for him.

Stiff hands slowly rested on his back, trying to warm him with their own body heat.

Imagine if the person she put on the tip of her heart lived in such a room, and saw someone else make the room like this, she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

Zhu Chengyong stood next to him and didn't dare to speak, but he couldn't wait for Cui Xiangru to be in front of him now, and kicked him hard.

Knowing that Zhan Qianyan would come to the house on a whim to look at the room with a long speech, he had already asked people to move things to the best room on the second floor.

knew that Cui Xiangru and Zhu Yuwei would make the room like this, even if he didn't say anything for Zhan Qian, he wouldn't let the room at home be like this for four years.

"Mr. Zhu, I want to take the long things away, is that okay?"

For a long time, Zhan Qianyan let go of Ling Qi, but one hand was always interlocked with her fingers, and he refused to let go for a moment.

"Okay, I'll have someone come and clean it up."

Zhu Chengyong said busily.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Zhan Qianyan shook his head and slowly walked to the closet.

Stoop down and pick up an old dusty dress, a casual style, not a brand, not a specialty store.

The style is simple and ordinary, the light gray color looks soft and comfortable, and you can feel the hairball when you touch it.

remembered that when she first met Yan Changlong, she was wearing clothes like this.

Having lived in the countryside since she was a child, her clothes are the most modest and cheapest styles.

Raising his hand and shaking lightly, the ash above flew up, like a dusty snowfall.

Coughing uncomfortably, Zhan Qianyan pursed his lips, his expression was gloomy, but his movements were extremely gentle, he folded his clothes and put them aside, and went to get another one.

"War less, I'll come."

Seeing this, Zhu Chengyong didn't want to call the maid again, so he hurriedly walked over and bent down to pick up the clothes in front of him.

Zhan Qianyan's hand stopped.

Zhu Chengyong only felt a chill on his body, and his arms stiffened in the air.

Tilting his head, he looked at Shang Zhan's humble and indifferent eyes.

Seeing Zhan Qianyan take away the clothes he had prepared to pick up, shake off a layer of floating ash in the same way, and fold the clothes again.

Zhu Chengyong realized that he didn't want to let himself touch the clothes that were rambling.

I could only stand up with amusement and stand awkwardly beside me.

After folding the clothes on the ground, Zhan Qianyan picked up the phone and dialed Ling Xi.

"Come to Zhu's house to pick me up."

The phone was connected, and he hung up the phone after saying a word lightly.

At this time, I was in a bad mood and didn't want to say a superfluous word.

I was going to stay at Zhu's house for one night.

On the one hand, it is to scare Zhu Chengyong, and on the other hand, she wants to live in the room before Yan Manman and feel her life in the Zhu family.

But now that he saw the long room, he just felt that he couldn't stay for a moment.

Let Ling Xi come over and move all the things that are rambling, and he has a way to deal with the Zhu family.

It's just that if I've been here for a long time, I'm afraid I'll die of distress for the long man.