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Chapter 189 Falling in love is too tiring, why not get married? (Please subscribe!)

"I'm afraid you feel wronged."

Hugging Xiang Yang, Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and complained about the people she loved.

Some things cannot be escaped after all.

The media's pen can lift her to the sky now, and naturally it can also trample her to the ground. She has experienced it once, but she knows that it is not a pleasant feeling.

"My mother said that dragging you into this would put you under unnecessary pressure."

Liu Qianqian, who originally planned to gradually disclose their relationship to the media, could not help but think about Xiang Yang's interests.

She knew that Xiangyang seemed easy-going, but the bottom line was very clear.

He doesn't like to face his fans, doesn't like to cater to the media, and doesn't want too much attention on his life.

To put it bluntly, Xiangyang is not a star.

Like his father, his aunt and his sister, he does not want to be exposed to the media too much and let others dictate their lives.

Besides, Xiangyang also has his own family.

Yes, in Liu Qianqian's heart, she placed Xiang Yang in the position of her family.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang had no choice but to clear his throat and comforted: "Actually, it's not bad. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"I'm just afraid that you will think too much." Liu Qianqian murmured with a complicated expression: "I don't want to manage our relationship like my father."

"Uh, is there anything else going on with Principal An here?" Xiang Yang was stunned.

Subsequently

No wonder, Principal An bought two bags last time in Madrid

That's even more strange. The relationship between Aunt Liu and Principal An seems to be quite good.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Xiang Yang, who was already lying on his bed, stared sideways at the moonlight streaming in from the window in the silent night.The bright moonlight slipped through the window sill and fell on the old-fashioned wooden floor, which made people fascinated, but he seemed a little indifferent to appreciate it.

I just feel that Liu Qianqian's 'family' is so complicated.

But fortunately, Liu Qianqian is just Liu Qianqian, she is not complicated.

She is much 'simpler' than myself.

Thinking of the memories of past lives that remained in his mind, Xiangyang felt that he was the one least qualified to point fingers at other people's families.

He knew that he was immersed in a beautiful life with the other person.

Even though he is still very rational now, the tossing and turning at night clearly tells him that sleeping with Liu Qianqian in his arms is something he has become accustomed to.

Just like when she was not in Paris, she would always work until late at night

The next day, the sun was shining slightly, and Xiang Yang, who had not slept very peacefully, climbed out of bed early in the morning.

Hearing the quiet sound outside, he carefully washed himself, put on clean clothes and appeared downstairs.

"Auntie, why did you get up so early?"

When he came to the living room and saw Liu Xiaoli preparing breakfast in the kitchen, Xiang Yang was startled.

There was still a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"As I get older, I no longer love the bed."

Liu Xiaoli, who simply held up her hair and wore a thin sweater, said to Xiang Yang with kindness.

Last night, after my daughter communicated with Xiangyang, she went downstairs and chatted with her for a long time in her room.

This feeling has both good and bad effects on her, who is a mother and cares for Liu Qianqian like a treasure.

The good thing is that Xiang Yang is a sensible child, and being able to help persuade the stubborn Liu Qianqian saves her a lot of words and worries.

But the bad aspects are also obvious

The little cotton-padded jacket leaked air everywhere, making her feel chilly.

People always advise themselves to be more open-minded, but when something happens, how many people can let go willingly?

What's more, she doesn't approve of this child 100% from the bottom of her heart.

"Xiao Xiang, are your parents relieved that you have been out for so long?"

When Xiang Yang was in a daze, Liu Xiaoli asked.

"Well, they're used to it." Xiang Yang pursed his lips and nodded.

"You have developed well here and are so promising. They should be quite proud of you."

"It's okay."

When he said this, Xiang Yang felt a little embarrassed. He should at least be stronger than in his previous life.

"Well, come, let's sit and drink tea with Auntie." After Liu Xiaoli turned down the heat for cooking porridge, she asked Xiang Yang to sit down. She felt that she and Xiang Yang could talk more in the morning.

This child is not stupid, he can understand what he says without having to speak clearly.

"If you don't like tea, the coffee aunt is also ready. There is hot water, you can just brew it yourself."

When she came to the dining table, Liu Xiaoli took out the ear-hanging tea bag she had prepared, placed it near Xiang Yang and said, "I heard from Sissi, who loves tea, that you like to drink coffee every morning."

"Well, that's it." Xiang Yang looked at the coffee bag calmly and nodded.

"Still smoking?" Liu Xiaoli raised her eyebrows and asked.

Xiang Yang smiled helplessly and nodded again.

He has been trying to smoke as little as possible about cigarettes. In the past, when he smoked half a cigarette a day, he would probably smoke a pack.

Now it adds up to two to three sticks a day at most.

Occasionally, maybe just one.

But that's not the point. The point is that Liu Xiaoli is pointing out herself.

Starting from her parents, to her subtle living habits, to her own bad habits, smart women never talk clearly, just like a strong woman always hides a knife in her gentle voice.

Liu Xiaoli just said it bluntly, I know your parents' work, and I also know the situation of your family.

Not only that, I also know that you seem sweet to my daughter, but your living habits are different, and you also have shortcomings. Sissi is now accommodating you, and of course you are accommodating my daughter.

But what about over time?

"Auntie, I'll drink the coffee when I'm back later. I'll go walk some rice balls and Laifu."

"No, they two, I slipped away early in the morning."

Liu Xiaoli looked at Xiang Yang with a smile, shook her head and said, "The two little guys are still the same as before. They like to get up early and go out and wander around."

"No wonder these two bastards like to open sliding doors early in the morning." Xiang Yang complained in his heart.

"Why, Xiao Xiang doesn't like them?" Liu Xiaoli asked when she saw Xiang Yang frowning inadvertently.

<divclass="contentadv">"Yeah, kind of."

Xiang Yang smiled and nodded. He picked up the coffee bag with the ear hanging and put it on the mug. He said, "I prefer to hold Dongdong in my arms. He is more obedient."

Liu Xiaoli smiled when she heard this, "As long as Dongdong stutters, he will like anyone."

Xiang Yang: "."

The conversation didn't last long before Xiang Yang closed his mouth.He admitted that he could not train this delicate and powerful woman with his words.

It's also out of respect.

To be honest, if she wasn't Liu Qianqian's biological mother, Xiang Yang would have moved on to what he was doing.

Being with this kind of woman is different from being with Jiang Mumu, who is like that stupid big girl.

One feels tired when we are together, and has to go through his mind before he dares to speak.

The other one is that if you say something with some brains, it is a miracle on earth.

Xiang Yang would definitely choose to follow the latter.

Fortunately, Principal An's timely appearance saved Xiang Yang from this painful experience. His appearance immediately reversed the situation where the two of them were drinking their own things and not talking.

Not long after, Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin also went downstairs.

Unlike at home, where she wore hot pants and a vest, Liu Qianqian put on a sports suit and greeted Xiang Yang as soon as she got downstairs.Then it was with Liu Xiaoli and Principal An.

As her mind became more active, she also used her own way to tell everyone that she cared about Xiangyang.

"Xiao Xiang, when are you leaving? I'm going to leave the car with your aunt. If it's convenient for you, take me to school."

Principal An asked during breakfast.

Xiangyang naturally would not refuse this.

"Okay, then Uncle An, let's leave early after eating. I still have a lot of work here today."

After saying this, Xiang Yang looked at Liu Qianqian and smiled and said, "If you see Jiang Mumu today, say hello to me."

"Don't worry, just work hard." Liu Qianqian clapped her little hands and said with a smile: "I can handle her, hehe."

Liu Xiaoli raised her eyebrows. She knew nothing about who Jiang Mumu was.

But soon, Zhao Xin answered her questions. When she heard the name, she thought for a moment and exclaimed: "Brother Yang, you are really amazing. There are friends you know in "Vogue Medium". "

Before Xiang Yang spoke, Liu Qianqian glanced at her assistant with a slightly wrinkled nose.

When Liu Xiaoli heard this, her slightly frowned eyebrows became more solemn, and she sighed in her heart that this was the last thing she wanted to see.

He has such a wide network of contacts in the fashion industry, and he has a lot of friendship with these people.

One sentence from him is more effective than ten sentences from him, but luckily, although his daughter has to go to school in Paris, the movie was shot in New York.

"You have to watch out for the one named Jiang Mumu. She is a fan of Sissi."

Xiang Yang smiled slightly and interrupted Liu Xiaoli's thoughts.

No, his words made Liu Qianqian snort in dissatisfaction, as if he was blaming Xiang Yang for knowing an avid fan who knew her very well, but he didn't talk to him about anything related to her at all.

Seeing that Xiangyang heard something strange and smiled at her, Liu Qianqian reluctantly accepted it.

Zhao Xin was stunned. What kind of game were these two playing?

After breakfast, Xiangyang drove the car smoothly.

Principal An was sitting in the back row, chatting with Xiangyang intentionally or unintentionally.

At Principal An's house, Liu Qianqian had already changed her clothes, and Liu Xiaoli also dressed up and came to her daughter's side.

The early morning sun shines on the two of them, like a pleasant scene.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"That's OK."

"Well, then just calm down and focus on what you should do." Liu Xiaoli, who was in a good mood, nodded to her daughter with a smile on her face.

"Mom, I'm trying hard to do what I should do."

Liu Qianqian stood up and looked directly at her mother and daughter. Liu Xiaoli didn't say much.

She had said what needed to be said many times, and he had an idea of ​​how much his daughter could listen to, but Xiangyang, a child, should be able to listen to a lot.

she felt.

The fact was just as she expected. Whether he was driving to school or returning to the Champs Elysees, Xiangyang was always thinking in his mind.

"Man, what's wrong with you?"

Little John looked at Xiang Yang who was sitting in the outside of the coffee shop, holding the coffee he bought in a daze, and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, even if I tell you, you don't understand." Xiang Yang came back to his senses, sighed and took a sip of the warm drink in the cup.

"That's what you said wrong. If you don't tell me, how do you know if I understand or not." Little John joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiang Yang thought thoughtfully for a moment and sighed: "It's nothing, it's just that falling in love is too tiring. I feel that doing it in one step will save a lot of trouble."

"Stop it, you don't know how tiring it is to get married."

Little John glanced at his friend with disdain.

He felt that some of his friends didn't understand what a beautiful word 'unmarried' was, and that marriage was much more complicated than falling in love.

If you can't even fall in love, why should you try to take on the burden of marriage?

I still feel like I can do a good job.

What kind of bullshit logic is this?

"No wonder the company asked you to improve your academic qualifications. Your IQ is a bit low."

After slandering him, Little John didn't forget to laugh at his friend.

Xiang Yang, "That's why I said you don't understand."

"You don't understand."