This was the night of Yingxue's return, just in time for Xu Qingyuan to chase Yiluo for 100 days.

At around eight o'clock, Xu Qingyuan had already waved goodbye to Yi Luoluo and sat alone in the car. The black Volvo was parked on the side of the road, and it happened that the street lamp was broken, making the owner even more lonely.

Xu Qingyuan knew that there was no message in Luo Luo's mobile phone, and her sister was not waiting for her nearby.

But he couldn't debunk Iroro's little lie about going home alone.

I wanted to give Iloro a wonderful 100-day anniversary, and the food tasted wonderful, but the atmosphere was so awkward.

At first, Luo Luo, who was sitting opposite him, was very generous in the face of his successive messages, smiling and easing the atmosphere.

I also understand the existence of Yingxue.,Tolerance of Yingxue as a child who doesn't know the world.。

But any patience can't help but be endlessly polished, during the meal, Xu Qingyuan's mobile phone kept vibrating, all from a WeChat note name "Yingxue", when Yi Luoluo returned from the bathroom, he aimed at Xu Qingyuan's mobile phone, and it was a somewhat ambiguous word.

In fact, Xu Qingyuan really didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to appease Yingxue with kind words, so that he could have a quiet meal with Yi Luoluo.

Unexpectedly, all this deviated from the original intention and was self-defeating.

Irolo went from a smile of understanding at the beginning of the meal to a stylized smile. After accidentally seeing Xu Qingyuan's chat history, only ten minutes passed, and Yi Luoluo smiled and said goodbye.

Xu Qingyuan was a little confused, this candlelight dinner was carefully arranged by himself for a week, for the girl in his heart. However, everything seems to have been messed up by Yingxue's appearance.

In the driver's seat, Huo Yunqi held his mobile phone in both hands in the dark, some thoughts drifting away, and some nervousness.

"dingling......" A WeChat prompt called Xu Qingyuan's thoughts back to reality.

Xu Qingyuan settled down and clicked on WeChat. Yingxue's WeChat jumped into her eyes again.

"Yingxue: Brother Qingyuan, everyone is here, are you on your way back?"

Xu Qingyuan stared at WeChat and was silent for a while, the young man thought, who didn't have a backbone? But as for Yingxue, it was difficult for her to say no, after all, this girl had saved herself regardless of her life.

"Brother Qingyuan, can I marry you?" Three hundred years ago, the pale Ying Xue on the hospital bed flickered with a pair of beautiful big eyes that could pour out water, staring expectantly at Xu Qingyuan on the side.

Xu Qingyuan was on the side, seriously peeling apples for the little girl on the hospital bed: "No, you are my sister." We will all have people to like in the future. ”

The little girl on the hospital bed had some red eyes: "What if there is no one you like?" ”

The young Xu Qingyuan paused, although he was still young, he knew that he would not have a relationship between men and women for Yingxue, his sister would always be his sister, thinking of this, he blurted out if he refused: "You will always be my sister, I will take good care of you." ”

Ying Xue's reddish eyes couldn't help but glow: "Then will you protect me forever?" Just like I do to you, desperate. ”

The little girl at this time didn't want Xu Qingyuan to go to the soup, as long as there was an answer, she was special and unique to Xu Qingyuan.

Xu Qingyuan looked at Yingxue's tightly bandaged shoulders, and his heart couldn't help but hurt, and he also felt a little self-blame.

"Yes, it will protect you from harm." Perhaps because he felt that the guarantee was not enough, Xu Qingyuan added another sentence at the end: "Forever." ”

Only then did Yingxue retract the tears that were about to burst: "Then you have to spend it with me every year on my birthday." ”

has already rejected Yingxue's big request with righteous words, looking at Yingxue, who was seriously injured, Xu Qingyuan couldn't say half a word of refusal.

"Good ......"

"Then you want to accompany me every Valentine's Day, okay?"

"Good ......"

…………

Yingxue made a dozen more requests, and Xu Qingyuan had to respond to them one by one.

As everyone knows, it was Xu Qingyuan's slightly guilty attitude that made Yingxue feel that her Qingyuan brother still cared about her. also made Yingxue's heart, which had died because of Xu Qingyuan's refusal, begin to resurrect again, like weeds all over the slope, and the wildfire could not be burned.

This delay is a sense of guilt. Before you know it, hundreds of years have passed.

In the night, Xu Qingyuan took out the cigarette that had been put aside for a long time in the co-pilot's hand buckle, and felt for a long time before finding the cigarette lighter that had been put up for a long time.

Although he hasn't touched it for a long time, men are always familiar with cigarettes. Xu Qingyuan skillfully picked up a cigarette, took two deep breaths and lit it.

Xu Qingyuan's neat hairstyle in the past was also messily swept between his eyebrows at this moment, and his handsome face, which was as warm as jade, was also dyed with a little gloom and melancholy at this time.

I thought that Xu Qingyuan would be silent like a sculpture, but I didn't think that after a moment, Xu Qingyuan, who was leaning on the seat, sat up straight suddenly, pressed out the cigarette, and rushed out with one foot on the accelerator.

The banquet was set up in a villa of the Xu family on the outskirts of the city, and Xu Jin and Le Yu, who had just come back to settle down, were also placed here. Although Xu Qingyuan likes to be alone, he insists on living in a restaurant in order to meet Yi Luoluo conveniently. But he was still ordered by Xu Jin to come back at least two nights a week.

It is said that the French people are rooted in the Oriental country and are influenced by their culture far-reaching, and until now, the French high-level and royal family still adhere to the living environment like the ancients.

When Xu Qingyuan drove in, dozens of luxury cars had been parked in the parking lot of his home, and Yingxue's pink supercar was the most conspicuous among them.

Xu Qingyuan glanced at it, and basically all the high-level members of the French clan had arrived.

As soon as Xu Qingyuan pushed the door open, he saw Yingxue sitting beside his mother Le Yu with a well-behaved face. Yingxue seemed to be a little lacking in interest, but she still tried her best to hook the corners of her mouth in line with etiquette.

Xu Qingyuan, the source of all this is because of him.

Yingxue's surname is Qin, and her parents are Xu Jin's right-hand men. Father Qin had already followed Xu Jin when he was not yet in power, and he could be said to be the number one by Xu Jin's side.

Otherwise, Yingxue would not have been often taken over by Le Yu since she was a child and raised as a daughter. Now Xu Jin and Le Yu regard Yingxue as the best choice for their daughter-in-law.

At this time, Le Yu was pulling Yingxue and saying something, her eyes were full of love. After Xu Qingyuan took two steps to the living room, Yingxue also found herself, and ran towards Xu Qingyuan like a happy bird. rushed into Xu Qingyuan's arms, Xu Qingyuan was afraid that Yingxue would fall, so he hurriedly caught her.

"Brother Qingyuan, when you come back, I know that you are reluctant to leave me alone." Yingxue was stuck in Xu Qingyuan's arms, and the girl deliberately had a slightly nasal voice, which gave her a hint of coquettishness and grievance.

Xu Qingyuan stretched out his arms and was a little at a loss, although on his birthday four or five years ago, Yingxue also hugged himself like this, that is, he also picked up Yingxue and turned around.

But now that he has Luo Luo, it will be inappropriate to do this after all.

"Yingxue, it's all so big, don't be coquettish, it's unreasonable." Xu Qingyuan sank down and said a lesson, trying to push Ying Xue away.