Not long afterward, Comrade Xiao Qian returned from outside.
She wore a goose-yellow coat that perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, paired with black skinny pants and a pair of knee-high boots. She looked elegant and alluring, with exquisite makeup; her bright red lip gloss was vivid and enticing, while her light eyeshadow and eyeliner complemented each other perfectly. She looked positively irresistible!
From a distance, Xiao Qian spotted An Yang and sighed. She tossed the bag in her hand onto the nearest sofa, then, as if throwing a little tantrum, said, "Those people really know how to make trouble!"
An Yang merely smiled. He reached out and pulled her into his arms as she approached, resting his cheek against her abdomen and patting her back to soothe her anger.
"What happened?"
"Isn't it those people resisting our group? Every one of them is shouting slogans with such righteous indignation, yet they don't even blush when making up facts, as if no one knows what they're really after! They're all just using crooked methods to pursue their own interests!" Xiao Qian placed one hand on his head. Still not satisfied, she casually ruffled his hair.
Huang Lan and Xiaochán, who were standing nearby, were both dumbfounded.
In their eyes, Xiao Qian had always been gentle, generous, dignified, and virtuous. Even outside, she was an absolute career woman. When had they ever seen her complain while being held by An Yang like this? And she was even playing around by tugging at his hair.
Come to think of it, the one who did this most often...
Was Rabbit Demon, right?
It seemed the recent troubles really had been too much.
An Yang, on the other hand, found it rather amusing, and a trace of reminiscence flashed through his eyes.
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