"Let's go too." Qiao Nian pulled up the zipper of the sweater, turned around and left with a tall figure.
Ye Wangchuan grabbed her left wrist at this moment, stood still, and his tone was still the same as the style of Young Master Ye in Jingshi, very reserved and lazy: "Are you angry?"
Qiao Nian frowned, didn't move, and didn't shake off his hand: "No."
Ye Wangchuan didn't quite believe it.
Qiao Nian rubbed the center of his brows with the other hand, and watched him grab his hand, the light and shadow in his eyes fluttered, and the emotions fluctuated: "I didn't tell you before."
paused.
She continued: "This is your first time."
This is the first time that Ye Fanchuan didn't tell her.
So she was uncomfortable at first, but after thinking about it, she was not so angry.
Qiao Nian has never been a hypocritical person. He probably saw that Ye Fanchuan thought she was angry, so he curled his lips into a smile, and then emphasized his tone, with a more serious expression on his usual sloppy face: "I'm really not angry. But after entering You have to listen to me, be careful, they won't let me participate so easily."
Ye Fanchuan let go of the hand that was still on her wrist, with a straight nose and thin lips, and there seemed to be small hooks in his eyes: "Well, I listen to God Qiao."
Qiao Nian looked at him sideways.
He is wearing a long black windbreaker today, with deep eyes, a crisp turtleneck sweater, knuckle fingers, and long and narrow phoenix eyes. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a young man strolling around in the garden.
There was a bang in her head, and the string was pulled even tighter, so she pulled the shoulder bag on her back and said to him, "Let's go."
*
Many people came to participate this time.
She took the number 36.
Ye Wangchuan took the number 37.
The two of them were not the last to report.
Behind them, there are more than a dozen people who went to the form to sign the life and death certificate.
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