love addiction

That night, Qiao Xingchun tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

When Cheng Yu brought him the medicine, he found that the medicine from last night was still in its original place.

He paused and asked, "Young Master, did you forget to take your medicine?"

Qiao Xingchun was so preoccupied that he ignored Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask again. He just put away yesterday's medicine, put tonight's medicine on the table again, and told Qiao Xingchun to take it.

Compared to Qiao Xingchun's tossing and turning, Yan Xiao slept soundly.

She is like this, she sleeps when she is in a bad mood, and she can always fall asleep.

This point made Shangguan Siqiao envious, and it was also the most reasonable saying of Yan Xiao, a sleep to relieve a thousand worries.

The next morning, Yan Xiao got up and went for a morning run. The weather was fine, and many people were running in the morning.

There is an artificial lake near Qiao Xingchun's villa, and a wooden plank road has been trimmed around the artificial lake, which is suitable for morning jogs.

The morning joggers, old and young, were very lively, Yan Xiao ran very fast, at the beginning there were a few strong men who wanted to pretend to be a wave in front of the beautiful women, and ran at the pace of Yan Xiao.

But at the end of the run, he found that his physical strength was exhausted, and gradually he couldn't keep up with Yanxiao's pace.

However, she was not blushing or out of breath, which made those men who wanted to pretend to feel ashamed and slipped away quietly.

Yan Xiaonu ran [-] kilometers, and ran around the entire artificial lake for nearly seven laps.

When he came back, Qiao Xingchun was already waiting.

In fact, Qiao Xingchun heard her going out for a morning run, and he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he got up.

After tossing back and forth in the room for a while, it can be regarded as waiting for Yan Xiao to come back.

He maintained his usual expression, and was about to greet Yan Xiao, but saw Yan Xiao walking past him wiping his sweat, and then went back to the room to take a shower.

Qiao Xingchun sat there with a blank expression on his face.

He wondered, is Yan Xiao trying to completely ignore himself?

Just thinking about it made it hard for Qiao Xingchun to accept it, because it was too painful.

Cheng Yu bought breakfast and came to ask Yan Xiao to have breakfast, she came out and ate a couple of casual bites, looking rather dispirited.

Qiao Xingchun paused and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Well, it's pretty good." Yan Xiao replied simply, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes did not have the aura of the past, they were faint, and even the whole person was a little cold.

Cheng Yu tried his best not to make any noise so as not to disturb the two of them.

The atmosphere was eerie.

After Qiao Xingchun was silent for a while, he said again, "I didn't sleep well last night."

Yan Xiao paused while drinking the milk tea, then covered his eyes and said, "I'll be resting for a while."

The two topics in a row were all talked about by Yan Xiao, and Qiao Xingchun couldn't find any more topics.

After eating breakfast, Yan Xiao also went to the studio.

When Cheng Yu was packing the takeaway boxes, he asked carefully, "Young Master, Miss Yan...are you angry?"

Qiao Xingchun looked at him with a look that I didn't know.

"Yes... did you quarrel?"

"No."

Hearing his answer, Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but was still puzzled, "Then what happened to Miss Yan?"

Qiao Xingchun ignored him and went straight into the study. He wanted to calm himself down by reading or writing.

But no matter what I do, I can't seem to calm myself down.

He put down the brush and shouted, "Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu!"

"Here we come, young master, what's your order?" Cheng Yu hurriedly entered the study and asked.

"Push me out for a walk."

"The sun is a little bright outside..."

"Push as long as you want!"

Cheng Yu had no choice but to follow Qiao Xingchun's wishes, pushing him out of the room and walking around the yard.

Turning and turning, they arrived outside the door of Yanxiao's studio in the backyard. Qiao Xingchun pressed the brake, but Cheng Yu couldn't push it anymore, and almost staggered.

Looking down at Qiao Xingchun again, he was looking in the direction of the studio with burning eyes.

On weekdays, when Ms. Yan was working, the door was always open.

But today she closed the door and couldn't see anything outside.

Cheng Yu saw that Qiao Xingchun's expression was not very good, so he said weakly, "Maybe it's hot...Miss Yan turned on the air conditioner, and then closed the door...Maybe."

This explanation made Qiao Xingchun's condensed expression a little better, he spoke again, and told Cheng Yu to push himself back.

When he entered the room, Cheng Yu was already sweating profusely. After all, it was summer, and it was really hot to walk around in the sun.

When Cheng Yu thought he could take a breather, Qiao Xingchun asked, "How do you make people happy?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yu felt that he was hallucinating, how could Qiao Xingchun say such a thing.

As soon as he calmed down, he heard Qiao Xingchun ask again, "I said, how do you make people happy?"

Cheng Yu, "..."

He looked at Qiao Xingchun in horror, feeling that the world was a fantasy.

The young master is actually thinking about this question?oh my god...

If it wasn't for the timing, Cheng Yu would have rushed outside to see if the sun was coming out from the west.

After finally calming down, Cheng Yu replied, "Give...a gift?"

Don't women love gifts?Send some gifts, the other party must be happy.

Qiao Xingchun thought for a while, then nodded, "Go and buy gifts."

"What to buy?" Cheng Yu asked puzzled.

"Women buy what they like."

The point is that Cheng Yu doesn't know what women like, but he dare not ask Young Master Qiao for fear of being photographed to death.

Cheng Yu didn't have a good rest, and went out in a hurry. After all, Young Master Qiao was the most urgent matter.

As for what to buy, Cheng Yu also made a little count after going out.

As for women, they just like jewelry, jewelry, bags, brand-name clothes, and if they are older, they like luxury cars and villas.

Anyway, Young Master Qiao had already given Miss Yan a crown worth more than 1 million yuan. Naturally, you don't need to worry about the price when buying these things, and he promises to do it properly.

Yan Xiao has been in the studio and didn't come back at noon.

Qiao Xingchun was also wondering what was wrong and why Yan Xiao's attitude towards him suddenly changed.

Since Cheng Yu was ordered to buy presents, should he also make some preparations?

Like get her some flowers?
Because it is summer, all kinds of flowers are planted in the yard, as well as rockery fish ponds and so on.

Qiao Xingchun wouldn't pay much attention to these things on weekdays, but today he went to the yard to pick flowers himself.

No way, he can't go out to the flower shop to buy flowers by himself.

And compared to those flowers, he felt that the flowers he picked were more meaningful.

So when Cheng Yu came back, he saw the pampered Young Master Qiao picking flowers in the garden under the scorching sun.

He already had mobility problems, and he had to bend over constantly for things like picking flowers, and he was already sweating after a while.

Cheng Yu hurriedly put down the gift and went to help, but was stopped by Qiao Xingchun.

"No, I'm almost done." He looked at the handful of flowers in his hand, thought it was all right, and handed the scissors to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu looked at Young Master Qiao's sunburned face, and was a little worried, "Young Master, you seem to have sunburned, I'll get you some ointment..."

Qiao Xingchun steered the wheelchair into the house by himself, and began to learn how to tie flowers.

He had never done these things before. With his hands and feet tied up, he tied up this flower, and the other flower fell apart again, and he was so busy that he was sweating.

Cheng Yu didn't dare to say that he wanted to help, so he could only watch silently from the side, and when he needed tools, he would hand them over in time.

Qiao Xingchun worked hard for more than two hours, and it can be regarded as a bouquet of flowers. The flowers are colorful, and they look amazing when matched.

Looking at the bouquet of flowers, Qiao Xingchun's mood also improved, swept away the fatigue just now, hugged Cheng Yu in his arms and asked, "Where's the gift?"

"Here." Cheng Yu hastily handed over the gift, which was a diamond necklace, which was expensive.

Qiao Xingchun didn't have much research on this, Cheng Yu handed it to him, and he held it in his arms and glanced at Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu immediately understood and pushed Qiao Xingchun to Yanxiao's studio.

The door was still closed there, Cheng Yu stopped the wheelchair and knocked on the door, "Miss Yan, please come out."

Yan Xiao had just finished his work and was sitting down in a daze, when he heard Cheng Yu's voice, he collected himself, got up and came over to open the door.

The first thing she saw was not Cheng Yu knocking on the door, but the man sitting in the yard holding a bouquet of flowers and a dark blue box.

It's Qiao Xingchun.

His cheeks were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes, which were as deep as the sea, were shining as brightly as the sun.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, not the kind of ostentatious smile, but a thrilling smile.

Yan Xiao was distracted for two seconds before he realized and asked, "What is this for?"

"For you." Qiao Xingchun handed her the flowers and the gift.

Yan Xiao naturally recognized the logo of the jewelry, after all, Master Fengyao quite liked the jewelry of this shop.

She frowned slightly, as if hesitating.

It was Cheng Yu who said, "Miss Yan, the young master picked these flowers himself in the yard. It took him more than two hours to tie them up. Look, his face is sunburned."

Cheng Yu's words earned Qiao Xingchun a cold look, and he quickly shut up knowingly.

Yan Xiao's willow eyebrows, which were slightly furrowed, slowly relaxed.

She walked over generously and took the flowers and gifts from Qiao Xingchun.

It's just that she casually put the gift on the stone table beside her, and held the bouquet of flowers and sniffed deeply, with a bright smile on her lips, "It smells so good."

"As long as you like it." Seeing her smile, the hanging stone in Qiao Xingchun's heart fell to the ground.

"I like it, but don't brave the sun to pick flowers next time, and the flowers will only last for a few days after picking, and they can bloom for a while in the flower garden." Yan Xiao said, still feeling happy in his heart of.

Qiao Xingchun didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, it was worth it for these flowers to exchange for her smile.

Not to mention just these, even if he got the flowers from the entire S city, he still felt it was worth it.

Cheng Yu looked at the jewelry he had carefully selected, and wanted to remind Yan Xiao to open it, but she was not enthusiastic at all, and kept saying that the flowers were beautiful from the beginning to the end.

Cheng Yu thought sullenly, maybe Miss Yan doesn't like jewelry.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two was very harmonious. After thinking about it, Cheng Yu quietly left, leaving space for the two of them.

After a while, the two also came back. Qiao Xingchun was still holding flowers and gifts, and Yan Xiao pushed him back into the house.

After entering the room, she took the flower and said, "I'll get you the ointment."

"This..." Qiao Xingchun pointed to the jewelry box in his hand.

Yan Xiao looked at it, then took it and said, "Don't waste money on buying this in the future, I don't like it very much, but you bought it, I still accept it, don't spend money next time."

Qiao Xingchun felt that as long as she accepted it, it would be fine.

Yan Xiao went back to the room and brought the ointment, which Qiao Xingchun applied carefully.

He was originally born with thin skin and tender flesh, and in the past few years because of his legs, he has been at home all the time, and he hasn't been exposed to the sun much, so he couldn't bear it all of a sudden.

Yan Xiao reprimanded him distressedly while applying the ointment, "Can't you wait for the sun to pass before picking flowers?"

"No." He couldn't wait a second, he just wanted to cheer her up quickly.