The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 775 Innocent Bamboo Horse (26)

"..."

Fenghua was dumbfounded.

She propped herself up slightly, and saw that the boy had closed his eyes, his slender and thick eyelashes were drawn down, his skin as fine and white as porcelain without any blemish, and his facial features were more delicate than girls'.

Fenghua couldn't help stretching out his fingers, wanting to poke his eyelashes.

Yan Che opened his eyes "swish" at this moment, his beautiful pupils were dark like a whirlpool.

Her fingertips snapped.

Meet the boy's eyes.

What is this feeling of being caught suddenly?

Fenghua's face remained unchanged, and he calmly poked Yan Che's face.

Humph.

What to look forward to.

Do you think I dare not make a move?

Her Majesty the Queen said that she would poke as usual without any pressure.

There is a meaning in the lazy eyes: look again?If I look again, I will eat you up!

"Don't make trouble." The young man was helpless and indulgent, his hand around the girl's waist slightly tightened, he raised his hand and pressed her head against his neck, and said, "I'm asleep..."

Feng Hua's voice came muffled: "Ah Che, you can sleep as long as you sleep, what do you mean by dragging me?"

"Hey, Yan Che..."

She babbled a few words and managed to free her head, only to see that the boy had fallen asleep.

Close your eyes and breathe evenly.

The slender and bright red lips were slightly curved, seeming happy and satisfied.

Really, fell asleep so quickly.

She had no choice but to take back the slender fingers that were stretched out to pinch people's faces, and said casually: "I'll let you go this time."

……

When Yan Che woke up, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon overseas time.

The tiredness and embarrassment between the eyebrows and eyes faded away, and the three-dimensional facial features became more beautiful.

He sits up.

Yan Che raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He had just woken up and his brain was a little sluggish.

Sitting on the bed, she looked dazed, a little cute.

He blinked, and the long black eyelashes flickered slowly a few times, then slowly lifted up, his pupils looked around the room.

No one is empty.

Outside the window, the setting sun has already set to the west, and the layers of haze on the horizon are like the beauty's rouge box that was accidentally knocked over, full of colorful ink.

After a while, Yan Che withdrew his gaze, turned over and got out of bed abruptly.

"... Xia Xia!"
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When Yan Che found the girl, she was next to a bonfire set up on the beach. A handsome boy was holding a guitar and singing a love song. A group of people around applauded and applauded.

The girl changed clothes, it was no longer the one he saw in the morning, but a very distinctive bohemian dress, bright oil painting colors.

The hair is loose and draped over the shoulders at will, with natural and soft curls.

The firelight reflected on her side face, delicate and bright.

Yan Che breathed a sigh of relief, the worry and panic in his heart faded away like a tide in an instant, but in their place was a bright anger that rose up.

This kind of anger surprised even Yan Che himself.

What made him angry was not that she ran out alone, causing him to worry and search for a long time, but...

The handsome boy, holding a guitar, was clearly singing around her.

The cool sea breeze slightly rolled up the boy's white shirt, and the slender hands under the cuffs unconsciously clenched into fists.

The guitar sound stopped, and the boy turned into a flower, his fair cheeks were slightly red, and he handed it out shyly and reservedly amidst the booing of his friends: "This flower is for you..."

Yan Che's brows turned cold, and he walked over.

Surrounded by the bonfire, there were also tourists of all ages and countries, and they looked at this scene with kindness and smiles on their faces.

Some clapped and booed.

"Take it! Take it! Take the flower..."

The atmosphere was extremely high for a moment.

The boy was pushed forward by his friends and came to Fenghua.

She coughed and was about to refuse.

At this time, a beautiful and slender hand with glistening white joints stretched out from the side, and directly took the flower from the boy's hand.

"Wow—" There was a burst of shouts from around, "What's going on?"

The ones with big brains made a bold guess: "It can't be the little brother in white clothes. Seeing that the blue boy you like confesses to other girls, isn't it jealous?"

This one sounds like a senior rotten girl.

Everyone: "..."

You can be more careful.

Don't stare at Renji all day long.

Seeing that the person who snatched the flower he wanted to give to the girl was a young man from Zhilan Yushu, the boy couldn't help being stunned: "You are..."

"Her," Yan Che paused, and without a moment's hesitation, uttered three words from his slender lips: "Boyfriend."

As he said that, the boy raised his slender arms, casually put them on the girl's shoulders, and pulled her slightly back into his arms, in an intimate posture.

This movement is very natural, not unfamiliar at all.

The boy's face showed the appearance of being hit suddenly, his shy expression faded, and turned into a slightly disappointed pale.

He looked at Fenghua, as if asking with his eyes: "Really. Is he really your...boyfriend?"

"..."

Yan Che held the hand on her shoulder and tightened it.

It seemed to be implying her something.

This is... jealous?

Fenghua clicked his tongue in his heart, glanced at the young man's solemn and beautiful side face from the corner of his eye, and curled his lips.

Pulling his eyes back to his eyes, looking at the handsome face of the boy who was holding back his disappointment, he said silently in his heart:
I'm so sorry.

However, compared to her family's little bamboo horse, this boy who has only known him for a few hours can be cannon fodder.

Her Majesty the Queen thought without much guilt.

Then, she nodded, pulled Yan Che's hand, took his arm, and admitted, "That's right, he is my boyfriend."

After a pause, she said again, "I'm sorry, I may have given you some wrong information."

This was clearly rejected.

The boy's heart was broken, and he forced a smile: "I was too abrupt."

We've only known each other for a few hours, it's like a confession.

However, this girl is really attractive.

Perhaps he would never meet such a person again.

The boy sighed silently.

When Yan Che heard her words, his mind went blank for a moment.

—Yes, he is my boyfriend.

The heart beats faster.

How to do……

Although she lied, he... took it seriously.

[Ding!The target character Yan Che, favorability +5, strategy completion 80! ]
"...Then, can I still be your friend?" the boy asked.

"Yes." Fenghua couldn't refuse, thinking that he probably wouldn't meet him in the future, so he nodded and answered readily.

The disappointment on the boy's face was swept away, and he smiled again, "That's really great, my name is Gu Zhou..."

Yan Che came back to his senses, and when he heard such a conversation, he pursed his bright red lips, bent slightly, and asked calmly, "Can you lend me your guitar?"

A young man with exquisite and beautiful facial features, as long as he shows a slight smile, the request cannot be rejected ruthlessly.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally took off the guitar and handed it over.

(End of this chapter)