Chapter 192 Who Told You Not to Be at Home at Night?

The grievances in Cheng Anyue's heart collapsed in An Shijue's warm embrace and gentle apology, and what she got in return was unbridled crying.

This was a kind of emotional catharsis. From beginning to end, she was always uneasy in her heart.

Even though An Shijue already treated her as a sister, she still felt uneasy.

And An Suhua's words tonight and the attitude of the An family towards her made her uneasy to the extreme.

She was afraid of the days without An Shijue by her side, and she also knew that there would be many such days, so the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and her emotions just burst out.

After crying, her emotions gradually calmed down.

When she calmed down completely, her mood became a little subtle.

She seemed to have yelled at An Shijue just now, and she also rubbed her snot and tears on him.

Oh my God, what is she doing.

As if he noticed the stiffness of the little girl in his arms, the haze in An Shijue's eyes dissipated a little, and he said in a light voice: "Calm down?"

Cheng Anyue carefully let go of him, not daring to look up, like a child who made a mistake, afraid of criticism from his parents.

An Shijue thought she was cute when she was timid, he stood up and walked to the desk to get a tissue to help her wipe her tears.

The tissue brushed across her cheek, like a cicada's wing brushing, making Cheng Anyue feel itchy.

She raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, he looked at her cheek intently, as if he was doing something extraordinary.

In fact, she could feel that he was gentle to her, and at this moment, he brought this gentleness to the extreme.

And this also gave her confidence that he did not dislike her.

"Brother..." she whispered.

An Shijue met her gaze and said calmly, "What? Are you going to get angry at me again?"

Cheng Anyue's face turned red, and she muttered, "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper."

An Shijue didn't say anything and wiped her cheek carefully.

The quieter he was, the more uneasy Cheng Anyue felt.

Thinking about how she had just thrown a tantrum, she felt embarrassed and more self-blame.

He was so good to her, but she still lost her temper with him, which was too wrong.

She suddenly grabbed An Shijue's hand and said seriously, "Brother, can you forgive me this time? I really know I was wrong."

The little girl's hands were very soft, just as delicate and tender as she was.

An Shijue looked at her little hand holding his big hand, and felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

He was obviously only four years older than her, but the difference in hands and height was so big.

This thought lasted only a moment, and his eyes fell on her cheek, asking, "Why are you crying?"

When it came to this, Cheng Anyue's fear and uneasiness reappeared.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "I just want to cry."

"You are a crybaby indeed." An Shijue said lightly.

"Not at all!" Cheng Anyue retorted immediately.

She looked at the teasing look in An Shijue's eyes, a little embarrassed.

She curled her lips, lowered her head and whispered, "Who told you not to be at home at night."

An Shijue's eyes suddenly became turbulent, and he asked, "Just because of this reason?"

"Isn't this a reason!" Cheng Anyue's eyes bulged.

If it were someone else, no one would dare to talk to An Shijue like this.

But An Shijue didn't feel angry at all, and even made concessions.

"Well, my fault."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake so quickly, Cheng Anyue felt a little embarrassed again.

She whispered, "Brother, go back and rest."

"I don't know who made the noise just now? Are you going to throw it away after use?" An Shijue raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Anyue's face instantly turned red, and her voice became even more delicate, "Brother..."

An Shijue's eyes dimmed slightly, and he raised his hand to touch her messy hair, "Go to sleep."