Song Anle was really powerless to wait any longer. It was getting late now. If Qing'er still hadn't come back, it would be a solution to wait like this, but she still hoped that after she went back, she would be able to learn that Qing'er had returned home.

Song Anle was about to turn around and walk back to the road when suddenly a series of pleasant laughter was pleasant and familiar. She turned around eagerly to find the source of the laughter, and saw a familiar figure of Qing'er walking along the way not far away with the afterglow of the sunset.

Song Anle was surprised to meet him, but another figure beside Qing'er stopped all her actions. She stared at Gao Yuanshang who was walking with her. A series of messy and complicated thoughts suddenly appeared in her already surprised consciousness.

Due to the complexity of her thoughts, Song Anle stopped in place, as if she was waiting for them to approach. Not far from Qing'er saw Song Anle standing in a daze, but she did not pay attention to her trance, but came over in surprise and called out: "Anle."

Song Anle then returned to her consciousness and followed her to meet her. Qing'er was trotting, so she came over first. She pulled Song Anle's sleeve and asked intimately: "Anle, why are you blowing the cold wind alone here?"

Song Anle was speechless when asked, and she couldn't say it was coming out to find her directly. Isn't this obviously a doubt about Gao Yuanshang's character? So she could only reluctantly say: "I'm just coming out for a walk without any trouble."

"You can't wear it so thin even if you go out for a walk. What's better if it's frozen?" Qing'er said and took off her coat, which was obviously taken off to Song Anle.

"Don't, I'm really not cold." Song Anle stopped Qing'er's hand, but also let Qing'er feel the warmth in her hand.

Qing'er glanced at her in surprise, then said reproachfully: "I still say I'm not cold, my hands are cold."

Song Anle hurriedly retracted his hand, and Qing'er took off her coat firmly and gently put it on Song Anle. At this time, Gao Yuanshang, who was behind her, also walked up. Seeing that Qing'er gave Song Anle the coat, he took off his cloak and gently put it on Qing'er.

"Be careful not to catch a cold." Gao Yuanshang completely ignored Song Anle, but reflected his girl's killer weapon to the end of his gentleness in Qing'er.

Song Anle was watching him with all his spirits and emotions, including his every move, and all their performances were so familiar and tacit. She instantly lowered her eyes. She didn't know what she was escaping or rejecting.

"Thank you." Qing'er was immersed in Gao Yuanshang's care. She smiled shyly and let Gao Yuanshang put the cloak on her. She just casually put the cloak tightly on her.

Gao Yuanshang did not retreat very far from love, but just took a small step back. Since Song Anle lowered his eyes, he looked at her openly.

The atmosphere almost fell into embarrassment. If Song Anle asked Qing'er first, it seemed that she was concerned about their place, so she simply ignored it.

Fortunately, Qing'er recovered from Gao Yuanshang's gentleness in time. She glanced at Gao Yuanshang and said to Song Anle: "Anle, do you still remember this young master? It was him who saved us at the blind date."

"Of course I remember the kindness of the person." Song Anle smiled slightly, and she nodded to Gao Yuanshang and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Gao."

Just a blurted greeting, Song Anle did not realize that she had misunderstood. Instead, Qing'er said with surprise, "Hmm?", and she looked at Song Anle in an unknown way. This was Song Anle realizing that she had revealed her mouth.

Song Anle smiled awkwardly and far-fetchedly, but she didn't know how to make up for the mistake. However, Qing'er asked in surprise after all, "Do you know each other?"

Song Anle glanced at Gao Yuanshang next to her as fast as possible, but he did not show any words, which made Song Anle feel a little relieved, so she still said unnaturally: "No, I just met it once."

Qing'er said 'oh' and nodded thoughtfully. Song Anle was worried that Qing'er was curious and would continue to ask questions, so she changed the topic in time and said, "By the way, it's getting late, and we should go back."

Qing'er nodded, and then said to Gao Yuanshang beside her: "Brother Yuanshang, it's too late today, so it's really hard to invite you to the mansion. If you have time another day, Qing'er will definitely invite you to the mansion in person."

Gao Yuanshang smiled, and he said casually: "Don't be so polite. If I want to come, I will just report your name."

Gao Yuanshang did not plan to enter Song's house. He just wanted to test from their sisters who could better occupy his preferences, or there were other things. However, judging from the initial contact, Qing'er was closer to his liking, because Song Anle's unintentional misunderstanding just now, he would inevitably think that it was her intentional trick.

Such casual but not ignorant words made Qing'er even more satisfied. She nodded with a smile and said, "Then let's go back first."

"Don't I really need to give it to me?" Gao Yuanshang's charming smile was rich in his tender smile.

Qing'er didn't even dare to look directly at his confusing handsome face. She avoided looking directly at him, but said sweetly: "No need, it's here."

Gao Yuanshang nodded slightly, and he said softly again: "Be careful."

Qing'er nodded shyly, then said to Song Anle: "Let's go."

Song Anle smiled, but her smile couldn't help but show a dullness. When she turned around, she subconsciously glanced at Gao Yuanshang, but just looked at the eyes he cast. However, Song Anle did not withdraw her eyes in panic, but lowered her eyes thoughtfully, because Gao Yuanshang had cast her strangeness, she could not analyze it for a while.

After Song Anle and Qing'er returned to the mansion together, Qing'er always had a very happy mood, but Song Anle carried complicated emotions and could not lift her spirits for a long time.

Qing'er jumped and seemed very happy. She accidentally saw that Song Anle seemed a little dazed, which also prompted her to remember the so-called encounter between Song Anle and Gao Yuanshang, so she suddenly stopped. Due to the sudden stop, Song Anle, who was dazed, was a little scared.

Qing'er was even more sure that Song Anle was absent-minded, so she asked curiously: "By the way, Anle, how did you meet Brother Yuan Shang?"

Song Anle was already a little dazed, and she seemed even more abrupt when she was asked. Her lips slightly opened and she trembled for a few times before she said unnaturally: "Even if she bumped into her by accident, there was nothing to meet or not."

"Then what do you think of others?" Qing'er snuggled playfully next to Song Anle.

Because Qing'er was wearing Gao Yuanshang's cloak, the familiar and light mint fragrance floated in waves. Song Anle seemed to have lost her mind by the familiar and light fragrance. She said with emotion: "Of course it's good. Life is handsome and extraordinary. There are several such perfect talents in the world."

Qing'er pouted her little mouth and tilted her head. Because she was not as tall as Song Anle, she seemed to look at her from bottom to top, and her expression showed obvious curiosity, because she had never heard of Song Anle's mouth, and she praised someone, let alone a man.

"Anle, you won't fall in love with him too, right?" Qing'er put her little head on Song Anle's shoulder and looked at her playfully.

"What are you talking about?" Song Anle said in shame: "I won't fall in love with someone like him."

Song Anle covered her hot cheeks, but she didn't know that her cheeks had been replaced by a red glow. She only focused on refuting Qing'er's question, so she also ignored the meaning of the sentence.

Qing'er said in surprise, "Hmm?" and Song Anle replied, "It seems that she knows Gao Yuanshang's character very well, so it is normal for her to be surprised."

"Okay, don't mention an irrelevant person, I'm not interested." Song Anle concealed her impetuousness. Her love that she had never dared to shake was suddenly incited by Qing'er, which made her unable to face it for the time being. Even her answer to Qing'er seemed so guilty.

"You are not interested, but I am interested." Qing'er said happily: "I like his handsomeness, admire his elegance, and even his aura."

Qing'er was completely lost in her admiration for Gao Yuanshang. It took her unknown how long she had been brewing before she came next to Song Anle and said, "Do you think I'm fascinated by him?"

Song Anle had an expression of not knowing how to change. She looked at Qing'er and couldn't laugh, and she didn't dare to worry. After all, she knew more about Gao Yuanshang's character than Qing'er. From those short contacts, she saw two different Gao Yuanshangs, so she really had no way to judge whether he was good or bad.

But she could never accept the promiscuity of him and Xiaoju that night, or it was not worthy of forgiveness, but how could she explain this to love?

Qing'er saw Song Anle silent, afraid that she would really like Gao Yuanshang, but because of her, she was embarrassed to admit it, so she said, "What's wrong? You are also fascinated by him?"

"Qinger." Song Anle spoke in an impatient tone, and his face also showed serious displeasure.

"Okay, I won't say it." Qing'er said meaninglessly again: "Actually, it would be great if we marry one person, so we won't have to separate in the future, right?"
Chapter completed!