Chapter 183
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The girl's breath was sweet and soft. She leaned closer to him and spoke in a soft voice.
Yan Zhiqiu was stunned. His eyes seemed to be frozen under his hair.
His cold and indifferent face was full of shock and helplessness. His beautiful eyes blinked slightly.
He pursed his lips. After a while, he slowly replied, "… Wh … What?"
Shen Wanqing suddenly frowned and looked at him fiercely. "I don't believe that you didn't hear me clearly!"
At this moment, Yan Zhiqiu's helplessness was even more obvious. His long eyelashes fluttered, and his dark eyes were filled with dense mist.
Was it the person he thought it was?
The handsome beauty in front of her lowered his head. His hair covered his eyes, revealing the back of his fair neck.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but narrow her eyes. Her brown eyes were deep and unfathomable.
"But … Don't you dislike me?"
The youth's slightly muffled voice suddenly sounded in her ear.
Yan Zhiqiu's voice was low and cold, but there was a hint of hoarseness in it.
"Dislike?" She paused.
Shen Wanqing frowned. "When did I say that I dislike you?!"
"You did!"
Yan Zhiqiu suddenly raised his head. Shen Wanqing saw that the youth's beautiful black eyes were suddenly tinged with a hint of redness. There was a trace of dense mist in his eyes.
The handsome youth pursed his lips slightly, looking very aggrieved.
Perhaps he felt that he was too emotional just now, so Yan Zhiqiu lowered his head again.
"You said …" He retorted softly.
"When?"
Yan Zhiqiu pursed his lips tightly. He seemed to be angry and didn't say anything.
Shen Wanqing saw this and didn't continue to ask. She just patiently played with the youth's fingers.
Her hands were cold and white. Her fingers were slender and the shape of her joints was beautiful. It was very suitable for holding a scalpel and typing on a keyboard.
It was slightly ticklish.
Yan Zhiqiu couldn't help but retract his hand, but the girl held it tightly.
Shen Wanqing's fingers clasped his hand. She looked up and met Yan Zhiqiu's eyes. She said fiercely, "You won't even let me hold your hand?"
Facing the girl's fierce look, Yan Zhiqiu couldn't say anything. He could only purse his lips lightly. "No …"
However, this also made Yan Zhiqiu widen her eyes in bewilderment.
It was a very strange feeling.
Yan Zhiqiu had never been so close to anyone before.
He had never felt such a strange emotion before.
Shen Wanqing didn't care how shocked the young man was at this moment. Her brown eyes were half closed lazily, and there was a touch of joy between her lazy eyebrows.
"… You don't even like me, why …"
Yan Zhiqiu's long eyelashes fluttered, revealing her pitch-black eyes.
His eyes were deep and dark, like obsidian shining in the sky.
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