Chapter 114： Want your whole life

Qian Yan looked at him faintly, with a leisurely voice: "What does this have to do with me?"

The corner of Feng Can's eyes raised, and he squatted down to tell her, "I'm not telling you, I'm looking for you, mainly because you live in my mother's house, and there are a lot of gossips outside. ."

"You don't have to do anything, just keep standing with me most of the time, and leave the rest to me."

Feng Can smiled slyly, and his abacus was full.

At this moment, he found Qianmiao's indifferent eyes and looked behind him.

Suddenly, a chill came out of his spine, and an ominous premonition locked his throat.

He swallowed hard, and said in his heart: It won't be...

With a whisper in his heart, he also looked back stiffly.

The first thing I saw was a pair of long, inverted legs, which immediately scared him to the ground: "Brother...when did you come?"

Fengxian: "What did you just now?"

Feng Can smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm here to call you over. I still have a blind date, so let's go ahead."

Then, he quickly got up and ran out of the yard numbly.

Feng Xian looked at the girl: "The time is almost up, has passed?"

Qian Mian glanced at the phone, "Go ahead, I'll go later."

After a few seconds, he bent his arms and looked at Qian Mian.

Qian Mian looked at him in a moment of time: "Do you mean Feng Can with Feng Can?"

With a small smile at the corner of Feng Can's mouth, he said, "It's different."

Qianmiao picked up his eyebrows, "Where is it different?"

The man lowered his eyes and pondered for a second, then walked in front of her, a tall shadow covered her head, and the light of the sunset made the outline of his face more profound and handsome.

He stretched out his hand to her, "What he wants is one or two of your time, and what I want is your whole life."

Qian Miao's face casually dispersed, his eyes darkened.

There is no way to talk about this.

He didn't remove his hand, his body remained slightly tilted, waiting patiently for her to put his hand on it.

"Brother Axian."

A clear female voice sounded at the right time.

Qianmiao's eyes turned away from the palm of his hand naturally.

Turning around, I saw a woman walking up with a long dress, holding a delicate fan in her hand, like an elegant princess of a medieval royal family.

Her eyes swept over Tang Qianxiang's body intentionally or unintentionally, and the color under her eyes became darker. Then, her eyes returned to Feng Xian, and she became full of smiles: "Brother Ah Xian, I just came back from Italy today. Brother Han is back, let's go get together together."

Feng Xian is indifferent: "It's not necessary."

The woman's face changed slightly, and then she smiled again. This time, her gaze shifted to Qian Mian's face, "This must be the younger sister of the Tang family, N met for the first time, I am Shi Yuqi, and my brother Cheng'an is the same as you. A school."

"So you are here." A ridiculous male voice suddenly broke in.

A man who seemed to be nearly 30 years old came slowly, with one hand in his pocket, looking relaxed and content.

Shi Yuqi judo: "Brother, you are here too."

Shi Haihan raised his eyebrows: "I can't find anyone there, so I have to come here, Ah Xian, how are you doing?"

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly noticed the **** the rocking chair, and suddenly the smile froze.

With a straight gaze, Qian Miao looked at Qian Mian without any cover, as if he had seen something unbelievable.