Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

Chapter 351: Is this being confessed? (End of 3)

Seeing him look so nervous, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but squeezed his sweat secretly, for fear of spitting out some bad news from Song Cheng's mouth.

"No, it's okay, I just want to ask...then ask..."

Song Cheng sat opposite Qiao Ansheng, but was afraid to look at Qiao Ansheng. He just lowered his head and pressed his hands firmly on his knees.

He wondered if the flowers at the door of the office were given by Qiao Ansheng’s boyfriend.

Because of this incident, the company group had 99+ messages every minute. Song Cheng couldn't sit still any more when he swiped the news, and rushed over immediately.

But when he sat across from Qiao Ansheng, he felt that his current behavior was too reckless. Those flowers might not necessarily be boyfriends, maybe some suitor.

After all, Qiao Ansheng is so good.

After thinking so deeply, Song Cheng was even more fidgety, his hidden feelings made him a little anxious and fidgeted.

"Those flowers today, An Sheng..."

His tongue was knotted, and the language was full of words, and he didn't know where to start, and he stopped as soon as he spoke.

Qiao Ansheng blinked her watery eyes, full of bewilderment. She didn't hear clearly, so she couldn't help but move forward: "Ah, senior, what are you talking about?"

As soon as she approached, the elegant scent of her body was mixed with the scent of roses, and it hit the tip of Song Cheng's nose again, giving Song Cheng a sense of courage for no reason.

Since college days, he has not confessed because of his cowardice. Is he going to lose to his own cowardice again now?

Thinking of this, Song Cheng took a deep breath, curled up his fingers, his knuckles a little pale.

He raised his head and looked directly at Qiao Ansheng in front of him: "An Sheng, I gave the bunch of flowers this morning."

After the first sentence was opened, the remaining words were like a flood, and they were easily vomited out of the mouth.

"I liked you very much when I was in college, but you didn't notice me at that time. Now I have a house and a car, and I have enough financial resources to give you happiness. If you don't have a boyfriend, can you consider me? ?"

He pours all his feelings for many years on Qiao Ansheng like pour beans.

Qiao Ansheng paused for a few seconds before reacting.

Are you confessed?

Unexpectedly, after so many years, she could still receive such a young confession.

Qiao Ansheng wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help being stretched out at Shang Song Cheng's tight look.

"Senior, you are too direct..."

A smile appeared in Qiao Ansheng's eyes. She glanced at Song Cheng who was very cramped, stood up and patted his shoulder lightly, walked to the desk and picked up the bunch of flowers.

"I can understand your current mood, senior, but I still have to ask senior, do you like me in the past or me now?"

She carefully reinserted the card in the flower and put it in the flower again, and then put the whole bunch of flowers on the table in front of the two of them.

The rose petals were stained with water, and the scent wafted between the two.

"When, of course I like you now."

Song Cheng did not hesitate.

Qiao Ansheng smiled, his eyes cleared.

"Then the question is, since we met for the first time, we can count one hand in total, right? Senior, you said you like me now, then what do you like me?"

Song Cheng was caught off guard and didn't expect to be caught here.

"I……"

Song Cheng's fingers were twisted together, and the blushes floated a little on the white face.

Seeing him howling, Qiao Ansheng slowed down his voice, and continued: "I am very grateful for your liking. After all, I am honored to be liked by someone like you, but you have to figure out what you like. That hazy feeling in college."

"Or do you really like me who has become very worldly? I can tell you without hesitation that I am definitely not alone with me when I was in college."

Song Cheng's sullen confession made Qiao Ansheng couldn't bear to reject him directly, and simply enlightened him a little bit directly, hoping that he could see his heart clearly.

A slight hesitation flashed across Song Cheng's face, but soon he became firm again: "No matter what you become, I always like you. This kind of feeling will not change."

Qiao Ansheng was drinking water, and he choked abruptly by his rhetoric. It seemed that Song Cheng was sinking deeper than she thought.

She coughed violently twice, coughed out the water that was choking in the throat, took out a tissue on one side and wiped her mouth, then slowly asked, "Senior, you have to figure it out. Do you really like feelings, or are you unwilling to make trouble?"

Song Cheng didn't know, so he stared at Qiao Ansheng blankly: "Not reconciled?"

"What you like is just me when I was in college, but you regretted that you didn't confess to me in time, so when we meet again..."

Qiao Ansheng wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, her eyes solemnly looked at Song Cheng.

"This kind of regretful feeling prompted you to have an illusion, that's why you think you like me now..."

Song Cheng, a standard science man, Qiao Ansheng explained the great principles. He opened his eyes and his face was filled with blank expressions.

"I……"

He pinched his fingers, his eyes drifted to Qiao Ansheng's face, and quickly drifted to the bunch of flowers on the table.

Is it really?

He doesn't like Qiao Ansheng now?

"When I was young, I always had to be ignorant of a scene, but it was not a certain person that we liked at that time, it's just that this person can bring you some special feelings..."

Qiao Ansheng’s voice is clear and clear. She bites her words clearly. The sound line is between a girl and a woman. There is a unique charm, crisp like a stream in late autumn: "You said, right, senior?"

Song Cheng couldn't help but remember that when he first paid attention to Qiao Ansheng, it was from her voice.

Qiao Ansheng's voice was the best voice Song Cheng had heard in her entire college days, especially when she was standing on the debate stage in full spirit.

The crisp voice will be mixed with a bit of self-confidence.

Although Qiao Ansheng didn't go to the debate much later, for Song Cheng, her voice would often appear in his dreams.

With it, he was a little vague about Qiao Ansheng's face.

Then he really likes what Qiao Ansheng said, just like some of the feelings she brings to him?

Song Cheng's mind that has been dealing with numbers all the year round began to tie knots in his mind. He frowned and sat there in meditation for a long time before he realized that he said, "You tell me this now. Many, does it mean you want to reject me?"