Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

"Ang?" Aning stared into the other person's eyes, confusion flowing in his black and white eyes.

Chi Yan also looked at her, the girl's face reflected in the dark pupils, and the blush on the tips of her ears gradually spread to her neck.

She seems to be even cuter today. The tender green sweater matches her skin color perfectly, like the crisp buds on the branches in spring, which easily stirs his heartstrings.

He told himself that right now, he would tell her everything he wanted to say, but his brain was shutting down, making him more and more nervous.

At the same time, the strong thoughts in his heart kept driving him, asking him to organize his words and act quickly.

Aning blinked her eyelashes lightly. The young man in front of her was wearing a black work jacket over a gray hooded sweater. The classic black and gray combination was simple and stylish.

He looks more like a college student than she does.

Seeing that his lips were still pressed tightly and his expression was serious, as if he was brewing something, Aning tilted her head slightly, her long hair falling playfully in the air. She asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Do you have something to say to me?" Tell me?"

The girl's cute voice reached Chi Yan's ears. At this moment, a breeze greeted the lake. He seemed to smell the faint fragrance of her body, like camellia, fresh and elegant.

The scent soothed his nervousness, and his thoughts were extremely clear at this moment.

Hold her hand and tell her that he likes her, that he wants to be her boyfriend, that he wants to keep reaching for her stars, that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her...

Chi Yan narrowed his eyes and saw the hand on her side. There was a voice deep in his heart that kept instigating him.

Hurry up and lead.

Hurry up and lead.

If you take it, it's yours.

He passed his hand over and pressed it lightly with the back of his hand.

"I……"

Aning raised his brows slightly and suppressed the raised corners of his mouth. He said, "Young man, you can't even hold a little hand, so you still have to let me take action."

She lowered her head, her soft palm touched the back of the young man's hand, then slowly moved down, her warm fingertips slowly rubbed along the other's knuckles, and finally gently wrapped around his four fingers.

Soft, gentle, scratching.

Chi Yan's mind went blank for a moment. When he came to his senses and wanted to hold her hand, her owner had already taken back her soft little hand.

Aning suddenly quickened her pace and walked forward. When the two were some distance apart, she turned around, put her hands behind her back, walked backwards, and then smiled playfully.

"Hmm, Chi Yan, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The young man stared at the girl's smiling face, his heart becoming more and more affectionate and tender, and the touch on his hand made him unable to stop being distracted.

He had something to say to her. It was obvious that the distance between the two of them was not far, but at this moment, he just wanted to flash to her side.

Thinking like this, his legs ran forward uncontrollably, and he didn't stop until he ran in front of her. Chi Yan looked at her gently, put his arms around her, and brought the pair of catkins behind him in front of him.

He said seriously: "Aning, I want to hold your hand forever."

"Are you willing to be led by me? Or to put it another way, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"

The young man's eyebrows were extremely dark and his bones were sharp. His voice was magnetic and sounded particularly pleasant to the ears. After he finished speaking, he stared at her uneasily, for fear of being rejected.

Aning couldn't stop the smile on her lips. She arched her eyebrows and pinched the soft flesh of his palm, "Why do I feel like your confession is like a proposal?"

"If you are willing to marry me, I will definitely treat you well." Chi Yan said seriously, his red ears resembled his sincere love.

Looking at his sincere eyes and solemn promise, Aning smiled brightly. She felt as if the honey pot in her heart had been overturned by something, and sweetness spread around her.

But she was still stubborn and said deliberately: "You think so beautifully, I don't want to get married without neglecting the love process!"

When Chi Yan heard her saying that she didn't want to get married so early, he sighed with regret. His eyes as black as paint stared at her quietly, and his pupils seemed to be filled with broken light, full of sincere emotions. .

Suddenly, he raised his hand and scratched her nose, and asked uncertainly: "Then am I your boyfriend now?"

"Lower your head." Aning said with a smile.

The young man lowered his head slightly, waiting for the girl to whisper.

However, what was waiting was not a whisper, but a soft kiss on the cheek and a crisp "pop".

"If you stamp it, you will be your boyfriend."

Chi Yan's whole body seemed to be still. He still kept his head lowered, his long eyelashes fluttering rapidly, and the color on the tips of his ears that had not faded instantly deepened.

At this moment, he seemed to feel a crackling sound in his mind, and there was noisy, bustling and bustling scenery everywhere, and she brought all this.

Chi Yan blushed a lot today. An Ning thought he was so innocent and cute, so she couldn't help but pinch his red ears.

She deliberately said to him in a childish tone: "It's time for my boyfriend to come to his senses. I want to hold hands."

The young man's eyes gradually deepened. He turned his head and looked at her intently. His heart was hot and blazing. The next second, he held her hand tightly and pulled her into his arms. His voice was gentle and hoarse: "Hold it, just hold it." Can’t let go.”

Aning was hugged tightly, her whole body was placed on his chest, and the zipper of her coat was warmed by the side of her face. Through the micro-fleece sweater, she could hear the joy in her heart, as fast as the rhythm of a drum.

Withdrawing her hand from squeezing his ears, Aning reached behind his back and stroked him gently.

"It's okay, it's okay, it won't be loose." The girl promised, "But are we going to the Great Hall later?" She raised her face, and what she saw was the smooth curved edge of the young man's jaw. A black mask with a rush.

"I don't want to go." Chi Yan lowered his eyes, looked into her moist eyes, and said slowly.

Before An Ning could say anything, the mobile phone in her bag rang. Coming out of his arms, An Ning took out her mobile phone. When she saw the words Shen Muyun on the screen, she glanced at Chi Yan and shook it. Shaking the phone: "I'll take a call from a junior."

Chi Yan nodded. He saw the name on the screen, which was the junior student playing games with her. Thinking of this, his eyes darkened slightly.

No one knows that Chi Yan is actually very possessive, especially when it comes to Aning's affairs, and he can't tolerate any sand in his eyes.

The young man's eyes followed the girl, his eyes bottomless.

He thought that the only person around her would always be him.

After hanging up the phone, Aning pulled Chi Yan's mask to the bridge of his nose, and his outstanding facial features were immediately hidden. She brushed the broken hair on his forehead and said angrily: "We seem to have to go to the auditorium. .”

"Well, I'll go with you."

By the way, declare your sovereignty.