Chapter 1732 After Marriage, We Can Be Together Forever

However, A Yao did not move.

Qing'er was angry: "Why don't you leave?"

"Sister Qing'er, did I do anything wrong?" He seemed a little aggrieved, "Why are you angry?"

"..." After a long while, she squeezed out a few words, "I'm not angry."

Can she say that she was angry out of shame, and she was just taking her anger out? Fortunately, this kid didn't seem to know anything, otherwise she would definitely lose her dignity.

A Yao seemed to be a little skeptical. He looked at her for several times before turning around and walking towards his own room.

Seeing that the towel on his waist was almost shaky, Qing'er's eyebrows jumped fiercely: "Next time, put on your clothes in the bathroom before coming out!"

A Yao paused, "Okay, Sister Qing'er."

I don't know if it was her illusion, she actually heard a little smile in his voice.

Qing'er became more and more depressed, strode into the bathroom, and slammed the door.

The bathroom had just been used by someone, and there was still some heat left. Qing'er thought of the scene of A Yao in it, and she shuddered suddenly.

She must get this guy out tomorrow, no time to lose!

She shook her head, threw away her messy thoughts, took a quick shower, and left the bathroom dressed tightly.

It turned out that she was right to dress tightly, because A Yao didn't go back to the room at all. He was still in the living room, apparently waiting for her!

"Didn't I tell you to go back to bed!" She glared at him.

Fortunately, he was dressed well, otherwise she would probably be angry.

"I just remembered that I haven't said good night to you, sister Qing'er." He was not afraid at all, and his black eyes were smiling.

Qing'er lost her temper.

"Then... good night?" She hesitated.

"Well." A Yao looked at her deeply, "Sister Qing'er, good night."

The clear voice even gave her an illusion of being particularly gentle and affectionate.

Qing'er's heart moved, and she suddenly felt a little guilty. It was obviously her who had a bad mind, but she took her anger out on him because of it, which was too much.

Thinking of this, her face and tone eased a lot: "Go to bed early. There are still many things to do tomorrow."

"Okay." He smiled again, but his steps were still motionless.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Sister Qing'er will go first."

"..." Qing'er was so scared of him that she had to wave at him, "Then I'll go back to my room first."

After that, she strode to her room.

A Yao looked at her back, and for a moment, he even wanted to keep up with her.

They were finally together again, but they could never go back to the intimacy they had before.

Unless, it was another kind of intimacy.

...

That night, Qing'er had a dream.

She dreamed of her childhood. At that time, she seemed to be less than ten years old, and A Yao was even younger, only five years old, just an ignorant little kid.

In the back garden of the Presidential Palace, she said seriously to the little kid standing in front of her: "A Yao, do you remember everything I taught you?"

"I remember." He nodded obediently.

"It's no use just remembering it, you still have to do it!"

"Then...what if A Yao can't do it?"

"If you can't do it, I won't like you!" Qing'er said bluntly.

A Yao seemed a little nervous: "I will try my best to do it!"

"Good boy, if you can do it, I will not only like you, but also marry you." She announced proudly.

"Marriage...is it like mom and dad?" he asked curiously.

"Yes, after marriage, we can be together forever!"