Chapter 132 awkward Zhengtai

"Brother Chai, are you joking?"

After staying for about five minutes, An Qiaoya moved her watery lips with difficulty and asked in a low voice. His eyes looked forward to Chai Moliang, hoping that he could smile and say, "I'm teasing you."

Unfortunate, the result still disappointed her.

Instead of letting go of her as she imagined, Chai Moliang grabbed her hand and asked with an extremely serious and serious expression, "Do you think I'm joking?"

...It doesn't look like it at all!

Her hands were caught, and in front of Chai Moliang, who raised her head, An Qiaoya's face was pale and stiff all over, and she couldn't think of anything to say.

"I know you can't accept it for a moment, but I can wait." Thinking that An Qiaoya was expressing the shyness and reservedness of her daughter's family, Chai Moliang smiled affectionately and continued his confession of love, "Or you don't have any feelings for me now, but I am confident that you can also like me as much as I like you. Can you give me a chance?"

Open...open...what are you kidding!

Is there any mistake in letting her like him as much as he likes her? She has always regarded him as his brother and friend, okay? Besides, to be her lover and her partner, although he has a lot of money, he is not the type she likes at all. What's more, she has now taken the dish she wants to eat the most. Why do you want to get someone she doesn't like to eat and put flies and mosquitoes?

Soon pulled his hands back from Chai Moliang's hand. An Qiaoya flashed aside with a frightened face and quickly drilled directly and quickly to hide behind An Shengwei, revealing only a pair of frightened apricot eyes. "Chai... Brother Chai, you... Don't scare me, I... I'm very timid." Can't bear such a big "shock", it will only make her get heart disease 40 years in advance.

"Master Chai, men and women are not close. Please don't scare your sister. After all, she is still young." Having been hanging aside and finally had a chance to appear, An Shengwei's expression was finally not so stinky, and because An Qiaoya's behavior of running to him as soon as he was in trouble made him feel good, so he did not drive people on the spot, but politely let Chai Moliang sit back to his seat.

"...I'm sorry, I can't help but be abrupt next time."

Although he was a little embarrassed by An Qiaoya's rude escape, Chai Moliang was used to the wind and waves after all. He immediately nodded to An Shengwei and sat back in the chair silently.

Maybe it's his own wishful thinking. Judging from An Qiaoya's behavior just now, he doesn't mean anything to him at all. Maybe this time his confession will make the two of them unable to be friends. Looking silently at An Qiaoya, who was still hiding behind An Shengwei and refused to come out, he couldn't help sighing in his heart. It seemed that he really had no hope at all.

Really, it's rare to meet a woman who can make herself so worried, but unfortunately, she is deliberately ruthless.

It doesn't matter! After all, marriage is doomed. After all, it is not his. He will not force it.

"Master Chai, I think you have just seen it," An Shengwei's official statement after taking a glance at An Qiaoya, who was behind her like a little hair. "Shemei's action has made her mind very clear about marriage..."

"No mention of marriage." Chai Moliang sighed and answered immediately before An Shengwei finished speaking, "Today's matter is just that Chai just joked with Miss An on a whim. I hope the eldest son and Qiao Ya don't mind."

As long as it's a joke, she can understand. But I don't mind talking about this... Sorry, I'm afraid she won't be able to untie this knot so soon.

In modern times, she was very afraid that those people she didn't like would suddenly confess to her. No matter in any way, in a word, as long as she said it, she can't forget it. There is always a thorn in her heart that can't be pulled out, so even with her cheerful personality, there are no male friends around her - because she has been passed by her Self-protection has alienated.

Today's confession can be said to have made her build an unreachable wall for him in her heart. All the previous favors of him have disappeared, and in exchange for absolute vigilance.

"I'm sorry, Brother Chai." Anjoya muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

"If that's the case, then An will be relieved." With his words, An Shengwei is indeed much relieved. Although he is not very optimistic about Feng Weiqing, since it is the person chosen by Joya, of course, as a brother, he can only support this road. Before his brother-in-law comes back to marry his sister, he has the responsibility to put an end to other men who have no regard for An Joya, and this is also the promise Feng Weiqing made to him before leaving.

In addition, with a man's consciousness, although Chai Moliang's background is indeed better than Feng Weiqing, it can be seen from his eyes that he is only a pure desire to pursue the woman he likes, and Feng Weiqing is different. Maybe he can't say that Qiao Ya is with him, but he can see that The boy surnamed Feng looked at Qiao Ya and his eyes were always gentle and spoiled... loving.

For this point, as a brother's selfishness that hopes that his sister can live a happy life, he will not let Chai Moriang succeed in any case.

"I hope Master Chai will not make such a joke in the future, and the sister-in-law will take it seriously." In addition, Chai Moliang's idea was completely cut off.

"No."

Chai Moliang smiled bitterly, but then regained his careless face, "I'm sorry, Joya, I shouldn't have scared you just now."

"...Nothing, Brother Chai, it should be that I said I'm sorry. I haven't seen the world, and it's too exaggerated to scare you." Although he no longer hid behind An Shengwei, An Qiaoya still leaned close to him.

"Bear by the way, Brother Chai, Brother, you can continue to talk. I suddenly remembered that Fuer said that the third brother had something to do with me, and I'll go there first. Excuse me!"

The atmosphere was so awkward that people couldn't stay any longer. An Joya found an excuse and hurried out of the living room. If she stays any longer, she will definitely be suffoed to death.

As soon as An Qiaoya left, only An Shengwei and Chai Moliang, and his two men like stone statues were left in the living room.

Anyway, the people he is looking for have left early, and it's boring to stay here. So Chai Moliang stood up and bowed to An Shengwei, "Son, I'm really disturbing you today. Chai will leave now."

His two men, Chai Da and Chai Liu, also stood behind him and nodded to An Shengwei with their fists in their hands. Say goodbye!"

"slowly." Seeing Chai Moliang get up, based on politeness, of course, An Shengwei also stood up, but now he has a thoughtful face and doesn't know what a small calculation is in his heart.

"What does the eldest son have to teach?" Seeing this, Chai Moliang was not in a hurry to leave. He straightened up and shook his fan and asked.

"It's getting late. I think the three of us will stay in the house today. How about taking a rest?"

"This..." Chai Moliang remembered An Qiaoya's frightened look just now. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to stay?

"Before she left, she also told me that she would ask the owner to stay in the house for a few days," An Shengwei said slowly. "What's more, today is also An's birthday. The owner of Chai has the right to stay and drink a few drinks."

"...Then, Chai has no choice but to obey than to obey."

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Leaving the living room, Anchoya walked to her room with a sad face.

Brother Chai, why did you say it? Why did you let this matter rot in your stomach and never say it. Be a good friend for a lifetime?

The feeling of being with Chai Moliang is the same as that of an ordinary big brother. There is no happiness and shyness that she should have when getting along with Feng Weiqing or An Shengjie. If Feng Weiqing had not confessed to her at the beginning, she thought that even if she chose to die alone in the end, she would not be with Chai Moliang. How can I feel happy?

Alas, I don't want to. The more I think about it, the more I feel headache, and the more upset I get. Damn it!

Anjoa unconsciously pulled the hair that fell on her shoulder as she walked.

"Woman, do you want to be bald?" A childish sarcasm floated into her ears, and the owner of the voice was obviously disdainful, "It's already ugly enough. If you become bald again, I think you might as well commit suicide first."

Woman?! Bald?! Ugly?! Suicide?!

consciously, she looked left and right and then looked up, turned around and looked back. There was no one else but her in the empty corridor. Anjo Adam was angry, I kao! Isn't it obvious that I'm talking about?

"Who?!"

She suddenly stopped, and the whole face of a woman who was already in a bad mood was almost twisted and deformed. "Which bastard hid in the dark and released cold arrows? Let me die!"

How dare you use such a chawman pig word that disrespects women as 'woman' to call her a grand lady?! You think you have a long life, don't you?

Well, well, she is a woman, and he doesn't care about this, but he said that she is "ugly enough" and "become bald" and let her "suicide" first are absolutely unforgivable!

"Come out!" She roared angrily, but she couldn't see half a figure at all. Angioya's whole body trembled angrily. What she hated most was that people came to the fire when she was in a bad mood.

"Women! Humph, it's really brainless things. The childish voice sounded again, and then again gorgeously poured a large spoonful of oil on the smoking head, so a woman's whole body 'boom' - lit.

Only then did An Qiaoya learn to be obedient. There was no one left or right in front of her. According to the sound, she simply turned her head high and turned around and looked along the place where the sound fell. Sure enough, she saw a small figure on the beam of the corridor.

"Dead boy, why are you climbing so high? Why don't you get down!"

She said why the voice just now was so familiar. It turned out to be Xiaotian's dead child with a stinky face all day, the awkward Zheng Taijun.

"Are you caring about me?" Asked coldly, Xiaotian, who was sitting on the beam, lowered his head, and his two black eyes stared at An Qiaoya below. His face was still a flat to death, and his feet did not shake at all even if they were hanging in mid-air - is he a robot? Are your feet not sore?

"Nonsense!" Anjoya roared back without thinking about it. Just now, she was really angry that she was about to explode, but it was only for a moment. After seeing Xiaotian hanging so high, all her anger was immediately suppressed by worry. Although she doesn't like this little P who always pretends to be old, she still feels that it is necessary to protect people who are weaker than herself because of the education she has received from an early age. Why did you climb so high? What if you accidentally fall down?

"...c catch me." After a long silence, Xiaotian suddenly said.

"What?" Because there were only red lanterns for decoration hanging in the corridor, the light was not enough and Xiaotian suddenly leaned back so that Anjoa could not see his expression at all.

But I didn't expect that before she had time to gather Dantian's anger and roar fiercely, the figure on the upper beam suddenly leaned forward, and her body fell down so lightly.

Before she could shout half a sentence, An Qiaoya's eyes widened, but her body rushed up quickly and opened her hands to catch the falling body in time.

Xiaotian is not the kind of newborn baby. Even if he is not tall and looks thin, Angioya, who catches him, can't help falling forward because of the inertial impact, and made a difficult flip before landing - she became herself below, so-

"Touch..." With a sound, a woman's buttocks and the back of her head had such a close contact with Mother Earth, and her chest was hit by Xiaotian's forehead. She was pinched back and forth. She could only grin in pain and couldn't even speak at all.

However, she still didn't forget that she was holding a child. "Are you all right... hiss... Oh, it hurts, my hand..." Just as she wanted to reach out to see if Xiaotian was injured, but as soon as she raised her arm, there was a sharp pain in her elbow. Anjoa gritted her teeth and her painful face twisted.

And Xiaotian, who had been lying on An Qiaoya's chest without movement, got up as if he suddenly woke up, and his handsome little face was hot. That... woman's chest... he... Oh, my God.

Touching his already red cheeks, Xiaotian's face is full of embarrassment at this moment, which is completely different from the performance of a five-year-old child.

"Dead child," after seeing Xiaotian get up, he turned his back to her and stood motionless. An Joya couldn't help rolling his eyes, "At least I was injured to save you. Can't you help me get up?" Fortunately, she was just anxious to help him check if he was injured, but the ungrateful boy stood still and turned his back to her. Anjoya was depressed.

"If your young master doesn't want to use your sacred hand to help me, then please ask for help."

At least find someone to help. Her current situation is that her whole body is so painful that she can't move. In particular, the pain in her right arm is even worse. If it is estimated to be correct, her right arm should be dislocated.

"Well...what?"

It was hard to break free from his thoughts. Xiaozheng Taitian hurriedly put on his body, but saw An Qiaoya lying on the ground in his original posture, pressing the other hand with his left hand, frowning tightly, and sweating on his forehead with a painful expression.

"I said, "Although An Qiaoya has rolled her eyes in pain, she still kindly repeated it. "Please, please help me find a doctor... Doctor or someone, and my hands are about to be useless."

Only then did Xiaotian notice that her hand had never moved, and the pressed arm was obviously a little bent, and there was a faint blood stain on the clothes on the arm.

Knowing that he had caused a big disaster, he immediately turned around and left without saying a word, and ran fast, leaving Anchoa lying still and looking at his fading figure without tears.

It turns out that good people really don't get a good reward, and she deeply understands it.

That bastard named Xiaotian will definitely not let him go when she can move. He is ungrateful.

"...is this it?"

"Stop talking, come with me."

Just as An Qiaoya grited his teeth and counted the failure of Xiaotian's ancestors in 18 generations, he heard several footsteps coming to him anxiously from afar. She looked up and saw Xiaotian walking quickly towards where she was with two family and an old man carrying a rectangular box.

Anchoya is finally relieved. That boy still has a little conscience.

It's not in vain!