The girl looked at Yan Xiaye in surprise, stammering her lips and said nothing, but her impression in her heart had some improvement.

She thought that a lady with luxury goods like Yan Xiaye would be eager to complain to Brother Qin...

"Is that so, that's good." Qin Yan couldn't see the girl's little thoughts, and he curled his lips at Yan Xiaye with ease, "Momo, your sister-in-law and I are hungry, go and ask those

When will the guys do it well?”

Momo pretended to be obedient, quietly winked at Yan Xiaye, and trotted all the way to the bonfire.

Yan Xiaye and the man looked at her back at the same time, and then heard the man's smile and silence: "Have you found out a lot of rumors from her?"

She suffocated her breath, looked at the man's expression of joy and anger in his side, and replied calmly: "It's not considered a rumor. She knows it. I guess everyone around you know it. Even if I don't ask today, sooner or later.

Where would you hear it?"

The relationship between her and him is based on the use of it that she doesn't even know what she knows, and she doesn't deliberately do anything that might really anger a man.

Uncommon to her defense, the man walked to her side, held her wrist without saying a word, and pulled her on the beach, his hoarse voice mixed with the sound of the sea slapping on the rocks: "At most, we will be quick for a week.

It’s a cooperative relationship. If you have anything you want to ask, you can actually ask me directly. Anyone I’m willing to answer is much more reliable than those rumored news.”

Smelling the faint smell of tobacco on Qin Yan's body, Yan Xiaye became a little interested: "Really?"

"Really, but only that, you know."

She sighed helplessly and asked in the second place: "...Who is Miss Lin Yao?"

"Ah, no wonder that girl answers questions and answers, it turns out that it is because of Lin Yao." The man was smart and his amber pupils slowly turned, staring at Yan Xiaye's beautiful and elegant little face, which was very interesting.

He said: "What are you asking about this? Do you want to evaluate whether Lin Yao has any value based on my answer? Or do you actually fall in love with me and start to be jealous of other women around me so soon?"

Yan Xiaye's eyes flashed slightly, and her reason was naturally the first point.

But I didn't expect that the perfect thing she tried to hide was easily exposed by a man.

"She is not another woman." Keeping a calm and objective position, her answer is flawless: "Since I may become your fiancée, then is there anything wrong with asking a woman who may be threatening me in advance?

”

"...It's right." This time, Qin Yan thought for a little while and finally gave an answer that was insincere: "I promise she won't hurt you, but in contrast, no matter what she did to you, it must

Leave it to me to handle.”

The so-called protection of weakness is roughly the same.

Yan Xiaye secretly remembered the name Lin Yao, "You care so much, why don't you marry her?"

"I care about a lot of people. Could it be that everyone wants to marry him?" Qin Yan laughed loudly, looked at the young man shouting and waved to him by the bonfire, and pulled Yan Xiaye slowly walked: "

Don’t worry, as long as you are my fiancée for a day, I will protect Lin Yao, and I will protect you."

The man's hearty laughter gradually dissipated in the night sky, probably because he was used to the role of a protector, and every move was inexplicably relieved.

She was slightly behind the man and quietly stared at his slender and strong back.

His speakers are unintentional, and her listeners are intentional.

As long as she personally sent Yan Shuirou to prison and completely broke off from Li Beicheng, she did not think she had any other reasons that she needed protection in particular.

Unless the reason why a man likes her is likely to lead to her greater crisis.

A premonition of something bad arose in his heart. Yan Xiaye began to regret it for a moment, hesitating whether to go back and promise the maid's blackmail.

It’s not that she couldn’t afford the money, but she was worried that the maid would be untrustworthy. Perhaps it was the person sent by Yan Shuirou to test her.

What's more, if she really gave money, it would be like the one who admitted that she was hurting Ya'er, which she would never accept.

"Sister-in-law, what are you thinking about with a frown?"

The aroma came from the barbecue. A few young men were carrying beer and cold drinks, holding it in front of Yan Xiaye for her to choose, and laughing and joking: "Our Brother Qin is so handsome, you can look at him more when you have time, and guarantee that

All worries disappear."

Qin Yan shook his head and laughed, raised his foot to kick a few little bastards in the ass, "You praise me in front of my woman. This is a good thing, but I can't say it more obscure?"

"Oh, it's an old husband and wife, Brother Qin, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Amidst laughter, Yan Xiaye couldn't help but be moved by the atmosphere. The corners of his red lips were slightly bent, and he casually took a strawberry ice cream. He watched them play together lively. The guitar sound was happily transmitted to his eardrums, and his heart was unprecedented.

There is peace.

Speaking of which, a few young people looked one or two years older than her. The girl named Momo was playing around the bonfire, but she had long lost such vitality.

The shadow caused by the five-year prison disaster will probably be difficult to dissipate in this life.

"Don't you go and play with them?"

Qin Yan found a roasted half-baked corn and ate it with a picky choice. He didn't wait for Yan Xiaye's reply for a while.

He knew that Yan Xiaye's appearance was a bit worthy, and at this moment he accidentally raised his eyes and glanced at the faint smile between her eyebrows and eyes. The charming and lovable beauty even he was stunned.

“…Miss Yan?”

Yan Xiaye came to his senses and nodded inexplicably.

Qin Yan lowered his eyes and understood something in an instant.

He had detailed information about Yan Xiaye in his hand, but he was not ignorant of her past.

I really didn't expect that he and such a noble lady could have a past of the same illness and compassion.

The man left the messy corn, rubbed his hands on his clothes, and casually pulled Yan Xiaye into the crowd: "It's okay, can you dance?"

"Why?"

Yan Xiaye couldn't keep up with the man's jumping thoughts, and he was still holding the ice cream that was about to melt in his hand, and staggering into the crowd.

"Come on, see if you are messing around, let Brother Qin and sister-in-law set an example for everyone."

The guy who played the guitar played a string of tremolo and drove the others aside with a smile.
Chapter completed!