C269 Should He Run away

Qiao Xinyou was not interested, but when she saw Yan Yilang's eyes moving, she pretended to be interested and nodded. "Okay!"

The two of them queued up on the merry-go-round. Qiao Xinyou saw a pumpkin carriage at first glance, and Yan Yilang sat on the white horse next to the pumpkin carriage.

"Sitting on the white horse, do you plan to be the prince of the white horse?" In the restaurant, they were already taking pictures. At this time, Qiao Xinyou saw the other party sitting on the white horse with a strange expression and naturally took out her phone to point at Yan Yilang.

"What about you? Are you going to be Miss Gray?" Yan Yilang did not want to be outdone. He took out his phone and pointed it at Qiao Xinyou.

"I am not Gray Girl. I am a noble princess!" Qiao Xinyou bent her eyebrows and placed her hands on the armrests of the pumpkin cart. She raised her chin and spoke as if she was telling the truth.

Yan Yilang did not see the light and did not see the meaning in her eyes. He just took it as a joke and smiled. "Then I am the real Prince Charming! How is it? Your Highness, do you want to run away with me?"

As he spoke, he had already extended his hand towards Qiao Xinyou.

Qiao Xinyou was stunned for a moment and looked at the clearly defined and slender hand in front of her in a daze. A part of her heart softened and she pulled it up again.

Yilang was born, but he was also in great pain.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was pale, and her hand was also trembling violently. However, she hesitated and eagerly grabbed that hand.

At this moment, she heard herself say, "Alright, then take me away!"

Take me away from the world of hatred!

The boy was a boy after all. Yan Yilang only used a little strength and Qiao Xinyou threw herself into his arms. Because she was afraid that she would fall, Qiao Xinyou adjusted her posture. The two of them cooperated and Qiao Xinyou actually happened to sit on Yan Yilang's thigh.

The distance between the two of them instantly closed and their auras blended together. An ambiguous scene suddenly occurred.

Qiao Xinyou lowered her eyes. Her long and slightly curly eyelashes were like butterflies that stopped on flower petals. Her delicate and trembling wings were delicate but beautiful.

She pursed her lips. Her pink and tender lips seemed to emit a sweet and sweet aura that attracted others to pick them up.

Yan Yilang felt his chest burning hot, and his heart was beating at an astonishing speed.

"Qiao Xinyou, I..." Yan Yilang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and he could not continue.

Qiao Xinyou suddenly looked up and moved closer.

Before the unbelievable softness came from her mouth, Yan Yilang seemed to see that pair of bright eyes seemed to flash with a glimmer of watery light. The despair inside was like a person who caught the last straw when he fell into the water.

However, the excitement of being kissed was far greater than the doubt at that moment.

Therefore, when the girl obediently laid on his chest, Yan Yilang was so happy that his heart felt like it was about to explode.

His dry throat seemed to have been warmed by that sweet and even greasy kiss. He actually said those words easily.

"Qiao Xinyou, I like you."

He did not need the horror of the haunted house to scare the girl into his arms, nor did he need the dream-like Ferris wheel to create a romantic atmosphere. The girl jumped onto Prince Charming's white horse in the pumpkin carriage and used a kiss to open up a new future for the two of them.

That day, she became his girlfriend, and he became her boyfriend.

"Ah Yilang? The one who sponsored the student union is you?" In the coffee shop, when Qiao Xinyou saw Yan Yilang, she was momentarily stunned. But she quickly reacted, "If the student union saw this, they would probably say that I'm using the company to help myself. I actually had afternoon tea with my boyfriend during office hours. "

From the second grade to the third grade, then from the third grade to the first year, the news of Yan Yilang and Qiao Xinyou being together had spread throughout the entire city. There was no one who did not know Young Master Yan's girlfriend.

Yan Yilang's father even specially investigated Qiao Xinyou's background, but when he found out that she was really just a poor little girl whose parents had died, he ignored her.

It was not that he approved of Qiao Xinyou, but rather, which youth did not have one or two lovers who loved each other to death when they were young? The current Yan Yilang was still young. As long as he grew up, he would understand that he and Qiao Xinyou were from two different worlds.

However, even though many people knew that Qiao Xinyou could not become the Young Madam of Yan's Group, Young Master Yan's only love made everyone's precious daughter unable to help but feel envious and jealous towards Qiao Xinyou.

Ever since she entered university, Qiao Xinyou joined the student union.

Compared to other people, the student union members had more internship resources and could also add a glorious sum to their resume. Therefore, even though she was very busy working in the student union, Qiao Xinyou still chose to join.

Without the support of her family, Qiao Xinyou could only take this path if she wanted to succeed.

The busy days were very fulfilling for Qiao Xinyou, but for Yan Yilang, it was very vexing.

For a man who wanted to be with his girlfriend 24 hours a day, how could he be satisfied with just seeing his girlfriend a few times a day?

Therefore, after knowing that his girlfriend belonged to the Student Council's Foreign Affairs Department, he decisively changed his appearance and became an investor. Every time the Student Council held an event that required sponsorship, he would immediately use the Yan Group's resources to throw out an olive branch.

Hence, many students in the Student Council said that Qiao Xinyou was pretending to work for private interests and doing the Student Council's matters on the surface. In reality, she was being intimate with her boyfriend.

Of course, most of the people who said this were girls who were envious, jealous, and hated Qiao Xinyou. After all, to be able to help the student union get such a big investment in the Yan Group, the student council president and finance department could laugh out loud when they slept.

Therefore, with the unanimous agreement of the Student Council's higher ups, Qiao Xinyou firmly sat in the position of Minister of Foreign Affairs. Even those with a better background and grades than her would not be able to snatch the position from her.

"Who asked you to be so busy lately that you don't see anyone?" Yan Yilang knitted his brows in annoyance. "If I had known earlier, I would not have let you enter the student union!"

Qiao Xinyou replied with a smile, "Who said that entering a student would have many benefits?"

"So now I regret it, don't I?" Yan Yilang raised his eyebrows, his handsome face becoming more and more devilish. With a raise of his eyebrows and a slight smile, it was enough to make the eyes of the little girl by the roadside shine with a green light. His eyes were always focused on the person in front of him.

Qiao Xinyou calmly picked up the hot beverage on the table, "It is too late to regret." After taking a sip, she glanced at her brow, "Not coffee?"

The scent of sweetness, it was hot cocoa.

"You haven't been sleeping well lately, so don't drink coffee." Although he looked carefree and unrestrained on the surface, in front of Qiao Xinyou, Yan Yilang was simply a good boyfriend for 24 filial piety.

He had never been unaware of Qiao Xinyou's news.

After going to university, Qiao Xinyou went to stay.

In order to get first-hand information about Qiao Xinyou, Yan Yilang bribed all the girls in the same dormitory as her.

The corner of Qiao Xinyou's mouth curled into a smile, but she could not reveal a very good smile.

Yan Yilang became more and more considerate, gentler and more affectionate, but Qiao Xinyou became more and more struggling and more painful.

He loved her, but how could she not?

In the game of love, there was never a distinction between the winner and the loser.

"DNA, DNA -!"

At this time, Qiao Xinyou's phone suddenly rang. Looking at the name on the phone screen, Yan Yilang's face immediately sank.

"Gao Yang? Why is he calling again?" Yan Yilang's tone was very unpleasant.