Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

The surrounding scenes were erased bit by bit as if they were being daubed with an eraser, including the child in front of her whose face she was pinching.

Tingqiao showed a slightly doubtful expression.

The hourglass shouldn't end so soon.

But soon she realized the reason. After the surrounding scene faded, everything returned to its original state, and she was in the room when she started the hourglass, with the door and window closed.

At this time, the door was indeed closed, but a crack was exposed in the window. It was not propped up with a pole, and someone squeezed in directly with his head. It was the mature version of the face she had just pinched.

I finally came back after hiding for three days... No, it was more than three days. Counting the hourglass time, how much time was it?

Tingqiao looked directly into Yuan Xuwei's eyes seriously, but he didn't dare to look at her. Not even daring to meet his eyes for a second, he quickly glanced to the other side.

When she followed him with strange eyes, he would quickly turn back and peek at her.

Like hide and seek. After repeating this behavior several times, Tingqiao suddenly understood.

Why are you "playing" here?

At this time, what should you say to a person who disappeared for a few days and suddenly came back?

Tingqiao thought for a moment and said, "Your face was pretty easy to pinch when you were little."

This is definitely not a normal way to open it.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xuwei hurriedly raised his hand and put it on his cheek. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his eyes were wide open.

Tingqiao: "..."

...It's so innocent.

Just when she wanted to use the information she had obtained in the past few days to make some comments from him, he suddenly said in a brisk tone: "I have prepared the betrothal gift."

"???"

Tingqiao was speechless and then thought for a moment, "...Did I skip any key conversations?"

Just like in an RPG game, when the devil asked the hero, the hero, "Are you going to marry me or come and defeat me?", because he skipped the dialogue and defaulted to the former, he was sent to the bridal chamber...

Their eyes finally met, but what was at stake now was their brain circuits.

"?" Yuan Xuwei couldn't understand what she meant for a moment, and then said, "I have no experience, so I bought a lot of things..."

Tingqiao couldn't help but interrupt him, "Stop—what do you want to do by preparing the betrothal gift?"

He blinked twice and said, "Don't you need to prepare a betrothal gift to get married?"

He added seriously: "You don't need to prepare a dowry, I have already prepared it for you."

Tingqiao: "..." Who wants your help in preparing the dowry?

Perhaps, what is being staged at this time is the innocent and evil devil?

"I didn't promise to marry you, did I?" She twitched the corners of her lips and walked up to him without looking away.

Yuan Xu put down his hand slightly, and the emotion in his eyes seemed to be accusing her, "You said you like me..."

His whole person became visibly gloomy.

Coupled with the previous words, it really feels like encountering a big pig's hooves.

Tingqiao: "...No, I just said I like her, so we won't get married."

She put her finger on his forehead and tried to push him away from the window, "Besides, I was using that prop to copy your abilities."

This guy can't push it.

Of course Yuan Xuwei knew about this. He just didn't let her find out these days, and it wasn't like he wasn't watching her in the dark...

"Isn't my ability easy to use?" He was still accusing her with his eyes, "But you just said you like me."

...Why did she act like a heartless person, chasing after her to demand responsibility?

After being silent for a long time, Tingqiao said, "...Oh."

"So the betrothal gift..."

"No."

"marriage……"

"Don't either."

"dowry……"

"This... I still don't want it."

It's completely broken.

His expression became confused, probably because he didn't know how to respond to her words, "How could I not want it..."

Because the results are the same. Seeing this guy's eyes wandering, Tingqiao quickly pushed him away from the window and quickly closed the window.

Yuan Xuwei didn't react at all and was still in a low mood.

The emotions that had not fluctuated much in the past few years ended up rising and falling several times in the past few days...

He lowered his eyes with a thoughtful expression.

Just when Tingqiao returned to the tea bed, Yuan Xuwei appeared in front of her in an instant, and happened to hold her hand. He looked at her reluctantly but expectantly, "Then, let's fall in love for a while first. We’ll get married later.”

Tingqiao smiled slightly, "Is this a declarative sentence?"

How does this mean asking her to agree?

Even if she really wanted to fall in love, she still had to take the initiative, let alone now in this dangerous game.

By the way, more importantly, he is also full of danger.

If she didn't take the initiative... Tingqiao thought calmly, her situation would become very bad.

Yuan Xu slightly let go of her hand, but did not close the distance. Instead, he put his hand on her shoulder, and the tall shadow seemed to completely envelope her.

Those focused eyes also brought invisible pressure to her.

She never forgot that this man was a dangerous being.

Tingqiao blinked hard, showing no trace of cowardice.

The brain also remains clear and rational at all times.

"Really?" He stared into her eyes and asked again.

"No." She didn't reveal any flaws.

"Okay..." His hoarse voice seemed to reveal his inner struggle, and finally he clearly restrained his eager desire to get something here, "Okay... I'll ask next time."

The pinched fingers slowly let go. At this moment, Tingqiao slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a hiatus, she had almost forgotten all about trying to get information out of him, and the fatigue caused by the hourglass of time also made her fall asleep early.

The next day, the daylight was just right. Yuan Xuwei came back from outside and put two red booklets on the table.

"What is this?" Tingqiao glanced at it without picking it up to read.

She really couldn't fix what she did yesterday.

Yuan Xuwei: "The eight characters of birth date."

Tingqiao: "..."

Just when she was about to hold her forehead and sigh, he finally realized that there was an ambiguity in his words, "It's not my birth date, it's Yuan Chenghao's."

The red booklet is actually a "timing paper", which records birth dates, horoscope taboos, etc.

Tingqiao: "...Oh."