Presidential Studies

Qin Jinnian's love words are very touching, but Zhenzong, who is immersed in the unknown plot, can't listen to it. His brain is still fuzzy, and he even lost the principle of not writing a word that he followed in the past.

Mr. Zhen tilted his head, seemed to be thinking about something, and answered after a while, "Oh, I'm leaving."

He said he was leaving, but he didn't move at all.

Qin Jinnian: "?"

where to goare you gonna sleep?

"Eat your noodles before going to bed."

he advised.

But Mr. Zhen pursed his lips when he heard this, and said impatiently, "What on earth are you going to do?"

He couldn't grasp the indifference of the original line, but it was full of coquettish meaning.

"What do you want?" Qin Jinnian laughed, "Hey, I want you to eat."

As a result, Mr. Zhen frowned the more he listened, and shook his head while saying, "No, no!"

"Ok?"

"Shouldn't I be the one who lured | you?" Zhen always tried to remember something, "You have to imprison me or something..."

Qin Jinnian: "......"

Play this big?

He finally understands now, where did he learn this routine.

But he doesn't mind playing with Mr. Zhen.

"So brother wants me to be hard?"

Really always look confused, hard?what hard?

"Oh, but I can't bear it."

Qin Jinnian sighed regretfully.

If you can lock your brother in your own world, it would be very happy to think about it, but your brother will never be happy.

He still hopes that his brother can live a happy life, so he didn't even dare to make any drastic moves when he confessed his love.

Of course, Mr. Zhen didn't understand his good intentions, instead, it was like adding fuel to a small fire, and he made himself into this drunken appearance, and sent him in front of him.

And not only was he drunk, but he also brought a little theater that he didn't know where he learned from before.

"go on."

Truly raised his hand and pointed at him.

"Huh? Say what?"

Qin Jinnian held that beautiful finger very consciously, and pressed his fingertips together.

"Say you love me." Mr. Zhen tried to twitch, but couldn't do it, "Talk about love."

At this point, it's time to talk about love, and he still remembers this.

It's just that he didn't even know why he did it at the moment.

love story?

Qin Jinnian raised his eyebrows. If his brother wanted to hear it, he would just open his mouth.

"I love you bro, you know that."

He was obviously not sure whether his brother would remember these things when he woke up tomorrow, but he still spoke seriously.

"Although you always thought it was family affection and friendship, it's not. I just love you."

"I love you for being timid but brave. I love you even if you are gentle with everyone, but you only rely on me. I love your soft heart under your cool and handsome appearance. I love you."

His eyes are firm and gentle, as if they contain thousands of words that have yet to be uttered.

Mr. Zhen was a little fascinated by watching, couldn't help but raised the hand that was not held, and gently stroked the corner of his eyes.

"No matter how surprised you are, brother, it's true, brother, I want to chase you."

Adding the last sentence, Qin Jinnian picked up the noodles again, "Okay, the noodles are lumpy, eat quickly, go to bed after eating, it's not too late to think about it tomorrow morning."

Maybe Zhenzong was surprised by the long paragraphs of love, or maybe the plot was finally over, he obediently didn't refuse, and started to eat in small bites while holding the bowl.

The noodles were indeed lumpy, but he still found it delicious and ate it up.

Afterwards, under Qin Jinnian's leadership, he finished washing, put on his pajamas, and went to bed honestly.

The sharp eyebrows and eyes in the past are now harmlessly closed, and the corners of the mouth are still slightly raised, as if he is having a sweet dream.

However, although she is sleeping soundly now, she just doesn't know what will happen when she wakes up the next day.

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