After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Qianzhe Mian leaned against the wall and drank water slowly.

After a while, Qin Yelan stood behind her and gently hugged her waist.

"You scared me." Qianzhe Mian didn't look back, his tone was calm, and he didn't look frightened at all.

"Well, I'm scaring you." Qin Yelan leaned close to her ear and smiled sullenly, "The performance was good this time. There were no fractures or internal injuries."

"You..." Qianzhe Mian paused and sipped the little water left in the cup, "I still have to go to the palace of country D to erase my identity information."

"I have already solved this matter for you." Qin Yelan rubbed her head, "Shall we go? Back to F Continent."

"Okay, let's go back to F Continent." Qian Zhemian patted Han Su on the shoulder, "Aunt Su Su, we're going back."

"When will you come back next time?" Han Su looked at her seriously, "I will take care of the affairs in the courtyard in two days and plan to leave for Lingcheng."

"It won't take long. When the court hearing is over, we can go back to Lingcheng. I am still a teacher after all." Qian Zhemian joked, "Then let's set off, shall we?"

"Go ahead and be careful on the way." Han Su sent them upstairs before returning to the guest room arranged by Yuncheng to rest.

On the plane, Qian Zhemian put the seat at 150 degrees and slept leaning on the seat the whole time.

Qin Yelan flew the plane in front, controlling the speed, and flew for a full two hours before returning to F Continent.

"Mo Mo?" When the plane landed, he knelt beside his lover, gently stroked her face with his palm, and sighed, "Forget it, I'd better carry you back..."

Qianzhe Mian was asleep and unconscious. The moment she let him hold her in his arms, she rubbed his clothes habitually. After smelling the familiar, cold fragrance of tea, she unconsciously searched for him while she was sleeping. A comfortable position, nestled in his arms, sleeping deeply.

Qin Yelan laughed dumbly. As expected of him, even his habits were exactly the same as when he was a child.

"You..." He put her on the bed in the lounge, covered her with a quilt, and carefully poked her cheek, "I don't know if you, a heartless little person, can remember that every time since childhood, When you were reading late at night or falling asleep on the sofa, I carried you back to your room... You always liked to take off my clothes at that time and wouldn't let me go... Sigh... Mo Mo, I've really missed you all these years. you……"

As Qianzhe Mian's breathing gradually became evener, he poked her face again, smiled softly, and entered the bathroom with his pajamas.

**
Continent F, 07:30 in the morning.

Sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains, and Qian Zhemian slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Yelan lying next to her, his sleeping face peaceful and beautiful.

Thinking of playing around, she quietly stretched out her hand, brushed his eyelashes with her fingertips, and poked his face.

"Mo Mo, don't make trouble." Qin Yelan turned over, stretched out his hand towards Qian Zhemian, and held her in his arms.

"How long have I... been asleep?" Qian Zhemian touched his hand with difficulty, motioned for him to take his hand away, and he slowly sat up.

"It's hard to say, it feels like nine hours." Qin Yelan responded and picked up his clothes from the chair by the window, "Momo, are you going to the court hearing today?"

"Look." Qianzhe Mian said nonchalantly, "I'm getting up."

"Hey, what's the rush?" Qin Yelan gently held her waist, pulled her back, and kissed her lips, "Good morning, Mo Mo."

"Morning..." Qianzhe Mian stared at Qin Yelan in a daze.

"Which wig are you going to wear today?" Qin Yelan stood in front of her wardrobe and turned to ask her.

"I won't wear a wig today. I can probably just wear some men's clothes." Qian Zhemian slowly got out of bed and leaned against Qin Yelan as if he were boneless. "Take out the black men's clothes for me."

"Okay." Qin Yelan didn't ask any more questions. After a while, he took out the clothes from the display window and handed them to Qian Zhemian, "Do you want to wear this?"

"Hmm..." Qianzhe Mian responded in a low voice, hugging her clothes and heading to the bathroom.

Qin Yelan pulled her to the bedside and sat down, "Just change here and I'll make you breakfast - what do you want for breakfast?"

"Is anything possible?" Qianzhe Mian's eyes lit up.

"Spicy or iced, the rest is up to you." Qin Yelan knew she would ask this question and had already thought of the answer, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Hmph..." Qianzhe Mian took the pillow and threw it around on the bed.

"Okay, stop making trouble, tell me, what do you want to eat?" Qin Yelan rubbed her head, pulled her to him, and looked at her carefully.

"Anything is fine..." Qianzhe Mian lowered his head with a gloomy expression, "I want to eat sour soup noodles."

"Be good, wait until you are well before you eat." Qin Yelan coaxed patiently and laughed softly, "Why do you act like a child after being injured this time?"

"You take care of me!" Qianzhe Mian was like a kitten with fried fur, huffing at the people closest to him, but he didn't stretch out his claws or show his teeth.

"Okay..." Qin Yelan still smiled, "Just like when I was a child, no matter how big or small..."

"You are only two years older than me." Qianzhe Mian muttered and pushed him away from the bed, "Go and cook quickly, I'm hungry."

Qin Yelan smiled and stretched out his arms, rubbing her head from a distance: "Well, I'll make breakfast for you."

It wasn't until Qin Yelan left the room that Qian Zhemian felt his heartbeat calm down.

Somehow, from the moment she woke up and saw Qin Yelan's sleeping face, she felt that her heart was beating uncontrollably, and even the coquettishness and pretending to be irritable in the back turned into Instinct reaction…

What on earth is wrong with her?
In the kitchen, Qin Yelan was obviously in a good mood. He took out a pack of quicksand custard buns from the refrigerator and put it in the steamer while humming a song.

"Master of the family." Shuangchen walked behind him and lowered his head, "How is Madam?"

"Very good." Qin Yelan replied nonchalantly, "If you have finished preparing the information I asked you to prepare last night, just put it on the desk in the office. After putting it away, just knock on the door of the lounge three times, Mo Mo Will look at it.”

"Understood." Shuangchen bowed his head respectfully and went out.

Qin Yelan glanced at Shuangchen's back and smiled secretly in his heart.

I don’t know what happened to him, but he suddenly became respectful to me.

Really, we have known each other for so many years, why do we have to do it like this...

Like Qian Zhemian, he doesn't like complicated etiquette and hates establishing master-servant relationships with others. The Qin family's hierarchy has never been so strict, but... now, it seems that he has to accept the fact that things have become like this. .

In the room, Qianzhe Mian changed into men's clothes and sat by the window, basking in the sun in a daze.Last night... she seemed to vaguely hear Qin Yelan talking in her ear...

"I don't know if you, a heartless little person, can remember..."

The memories were intermittent, but she still remembered them.

"Growing up, every time you read a book or fell asleep on the sofa late at night, I would carry you back to your room..."

"At that time, you always liked to take off my clothes and prevent me from leaving..."

"Oh... Mo Mo..." She remembered!Last night, the last words he said were, "I've really missed you all these years..."

Qianzhe Mian fell into deep thought.

Thinking about it this way, he has indeed... been waiting for himself for many years.

The first time he saw himself was probably...

Qianzhe Mian thought for a moment, oh...it seemed to be when he was two years old, and he was only a month old at that time.

At that time, he seemed to often follow his parents at the border... that is, over there in Qizhen. After meeting himself when he was just one month old, he stayed at his home for a long time until his father passed away and she and her mother were forced to After moving back to Lingcheng, he returned to the Qin family.

However, after he returned to Qin's house, it soon became that she spent almost all of her daytime at Qin's house, and only slept at night at her own home - oh no, it was Qin Yelan who stayed with her. Sleeping at home.

"Qin Yelan... Qin Yelan..." Qianzhe Mian lowered his head, "You are really..."

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

From the brother-sister relationship at the beginning, to the true love later...

Qian Zhemian sighed and had to admit that Qin Yelan had always loved him in his own way - even though sometimes, his love was a little irrational.

Suddenly, the door of the lounge was knocked, and Shuangchen's voice came from outside: "Madam, I have prepared the court materials and put them on the desk. When you are free in a while, come out... and take a look?"

"Thank you." Qian Zhemian stood up slowly and opened the door to the lounge very slowly, "Shuangchen, when I was injured, besides helping me cancel my D country nationality, what else did Qin Yelan do? "

"Uh... I didn't do anything..." The more Shuangchen said, the lower his voice became, and his tone became more guilty, "I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything."

"Haha, your explanation...the more you describe it, the darker it gets." Qian Zhemian sneered, "Tell me the truth, what did he do?"

"I really didn't do anything!" Shuangchen said loudly, "Madam, just believe me once!"

"Really?" Qian Zhemian chuckled and took out his mobile phone, "Should I check it out myself, or should I ask Qin Yelan in person, or... you should explain the matter to me clearly now."

"I...I, I, I...Madam, I said, I said it's not okay!!!!" Shuangchen almost knelt down to her.

I thought that the master's aura had become strong enough after last night. Who would have thought that the wife's aura has always been much stronger than the master's aura - no matter how much the master's aura changes. How strong it must be.

"It's... the master of the family..." Shuangchen said in an extremely small voice, very slowly, and in a very guilty tone, "It's... the master of the family, he... he..."

"What?" Qian Zhemian sat on the office chair, holding the document in his hand and flipping through it casually.

"He... exploded... exploded..." Shuangchen heard the footsteps outside the door and hurriedly stopped talking, "Please check if there are any problems with the document first. After all, it is information that will be used in the court hearing later."

"Ah, so that's what you think, okay." Qian Zhemian turned over two more pages and read them at a glance until Qin Yelan walked in with breakfast.

She looked up and saw him smiling gently and putting a plate of quicksand custard buns on the desk: "Have you finished reading?"

Qianzhe Mian was reading the last page and nodded when he heard this: "I've finished reading it. There's no big problem. I feel like there's nothing to change."

After saying that, she looked at Shuangchen: "What about you? What you want to say...why haven't you said it yet?"

"I...I, I, I...I...Master, save me..." Shuangchen was about to cry, "You last night..."

"Oh, what I did last night was to help you change the nationality of country D to the nationality of country F. I took the official seal and stamped it. After lunch, the production team will be able to change the new nationality for you. The ID card has been printed." Qin Yelan smiled and rubbed her head, "What's wrong? My dear Mo Mo, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Are you sure you have nothing else to hide from me?" Qian Zhemian stared at him.

"Alas... I can't hide it from you after all..." Qin Yelan smiled and looked at Shuangchen aside, "You can tell me."

"Oh... yes..." Shuangchen lowered his head, "Madam, it's like this... the head of the family blew up the weapons depot of country D... in a rage..."

"That's it? That's it? Are you sure?" After receiving a positive answer, Qian Zhemian looked at the two people in front of him speechlessly, "It's just this nonsense, is there anything you can hide from me?"

"I'm afraid you'll mind..." Qin Yelan hurriedly coaxed her, "I didn't hurt civilians, I learned from you."

"Come on, you are the one who would do this." Qianzhe Mian pushed his hand away and moved towards her, "How much did those weapons cost?"

"Uh... about [-] million?" Qin Yelan casually reported the number, "As for the unit... it should be the currency of continent F."

"One hundred million continents of currency. When did the works of Master Glacier become so worthless? There are a lot of things in the arsenal, right?" Qian Zhemian glanced at him, "You'd better do the math carefully."

"It doesn't matter whether the calculation is clear or not. Anyway, the royal family of country D has paid the balance." Qin Yelan smiled proudly, with bright eyes, like a big dog begging for praise from its owner.

"I should praise your little genius, right?" Qian Zhemian sat back on his chair and looked at Shuangchen, "Shuangchen, aren't you going to do your own business?"

"Ah, yes, thank you madam for reminding me, I do still have a lot of things to do. Then, I will go and do it first." Shuangchen didn't want to stay any longer and rushed out of the office.

Qin Yelan didn't speak, just closed the door of the office, leaned against the door, and looked at her with a pair of dark peach blossom eyes: "Momo, let's have breakfast?"

"Hmm..." Qian Zhemian lowered his head, picked up a quicksand milk bun, and was about to bite it when he was stopped by Qin Yelan.

"Be careful of burning your mouth." He still smiled and pointed to the side, "Eat this first, the shrimp dumplings."

"Good guy, when did you prepare this?" Qianzhe Mian looked at him in shock.

"There's no time..." Qin Yelan counted the time, "Probably..."

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