Chapter 1811 Are You Willing to Be My Boyfriend?

She finally understood where this boy's almost perverted possessiveness came from... If it was true as he said, he had spent almost six years in fear, then it didn't seem strange that he had just come here from New Jersey in the storm.

A Yao grabbed her hand, his voice even hoarser: "I'm just glad that Sister Qing'er is not with another man, otherwise... Mom warned me before that if you are already very happy, then I must not destroy it no matter what."

Looking at his look of relief and fear, Qing'er suddenly softened her heart.

This silly boy...

"Okay..." She couldn't help but smile and held his hand back, "Anyway, your timing is not bad. If you had come here two years earlier, I would have been busy with my thesis and I'm afraid I wouldn't have time to deal with you. This year, it happens that my research direction has been determined, and it's not time to produce results, so..."

As she said this, she showed a slightly unfathomable smile.

A Yao's pupils unconsciously enlarged, his Adam's apple couldn't help but slide, and his eyes looked at her without blinking.

"... Taking this opportunity, it seems like it would be nice to have a relationship." Qing'er finally completed the last sentence.

A Yao couldn't help holding his breath, and after a few seconds, he uttered two words hoarsely: "... With whom?"

Qing'er was a little amused, and pulled his cheeks with both hands: "What do you think?"

His eyes were already filled with mist, and his voice was even more hoarse: "I don't know, I want to hear it from Sister Qing'er herself..."

Seeing this, Qing'er's heart softened again.

"Okay then..." She smiled, and suddenly said seriously, "Little friend Jiang Yaojing, are you willing to be my boyfriend?"

The hand that the boy clasped on her waist was already incredibly hot, his chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was abnormally rapid, as if he had been waiting for this moment for too long.

Qing'er felt a little bitter in her heart. She never thought that in all these years when she had buried all the memories related to A Yao deep in her memory, this boy had never let go for a moment. This love was too heavy, so that her heartbeat seemed frivolous.

"......Not enough." However, a few seconds later, Ah Yao did not nod as she expected, but rather stubbornly suggested, "Also, remove the child."

Qing'er was both angry and amused, but still said, "Okay... Jiang Yaojing, I like you very much. Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

Perhaps because he finally heard the two words he wanted to hear, the boy's eyes were slightly red.

After a long while, he pressed his hot lips against Qing'er's cheek and gently uttered a word: "Okay." After a pause, he said, "I do."

The tone was as solemn as if he was at the wedding oath scene.

Qing'er felt that she should laugh at him, but she found that she could not laugh. At this moment, any joke would insult his intentions.

Qing'er finally said nothing, but just smiled and touched his cheek: "Are you satisfied now? Let go and take the medicine."

The tone was surprisingly gentle.

Ah Yao looked at her deeply, and suddenly snorted: "I don't want to eat."

Qing'er was unhappy: "Why?"

"Because..." he said, his eyes fell on her red lips.