Chapter 46 He asked: It’s her, right?

Author: Not as good as Yanxiang

Chapter 46 He asked: It’s her, right?

He is very busy.

While Yun Qing was getting more and more confused while drinking with others, he noticed that Qi Yan came in and out several times with his mobile phone. When he went out to answer the phone for the fifth, sixth, or seventh time, and then came back in, Yun Qing's cheeks flushed.

He flushed and fell on the sofa.

Her eyes were hazy, like amber drunk in wine, and she looked at him with a radiant smile.

His gloomy gaze calmly swept around the people present, returned to his seat, sat down, reached for the kettle, and was about to pour tea, when he suddenly felt her fingers hooking up his sleeve behind him.

Qi Yan lowered his head and glanced back, hesitated for a few seconds, and then slowly leaned back. At this time, Yun Qing came close to his ear and breathed out warm breath: "Why do I feel that you look a bit like the person I met when I was a child?

A brother."

He was immediately petrified in his seat.

From the first time he met Yun Qing, the familiarity that arose in his heart when he got along with her later, and the brown mole at the end of her eyebrow, all these aroused stronger and stronger doubts in his heart.

The words Yun Qing uttered while drunk just now were more like giving him the most accurate answer to all his doubts.

Another person came to Yun Qing to drink, but Pei Linqian couldn't persuade him. Her body was limp from the alcohol, she grabbed Qi Yan's shoulders and sat up, reaching out to get the wine.

But as soon as she grabbed the edge of the wine glass, she was picked up by Qi Yan. Everyone looked at his sudden and abrupt move with puzzled expressions on their faces. Yun Qing struggled in his arms, clamoring for him to let her go.

Come down.

Qi Yan ignored her. He just hugged her tighter and walked around the people next to him. Pei Linqian, who came to his senses, pushed a few people away, strode over to stop her, and whispered: "Brother Yan, Miss Qing is following

I came with you."

"Xiao Qian, you'd better ask first when pursuing a girl next time, lest you become a mistress without knowing it." He dropped these words coldly, then passed over the dumbfounded Pei Linqian and kicked out of the room with his toes.

He opened the door, hugged Yun Qing and walked away.

Yun Qing felt uncomfortable because she was drunk, so she felt restless in his arms. Before she had gone far, she pressed her chest desperately and pointed to the sign of the restroom next to her, signaling that she was going to vomit.

Qi Yan looked down at her uncomfortable look, turned around and walked to the bathroom. As soon as she reached the door, she jumped down from his hands and walked in unsteadily. Qi Yan raised his head and glanced at the sign of the women's restroom above, but still didn't know.

He followed her in with confidence and helped her into the cubicle.

He was about to follow him in, but Yun Qing pushed him out with her last sense of reason and closed the door. She squatted beside the toilet and vomited violently, and the pungent and sour smell poured into her nasal cavity.

It aroused her even greater nausea.

Yun Qing almost vomited out all the wine she drank and everything she ate, leaving only an empty feeling in her stomach. She took out a tissue and wiped her lips clean. She opened the door, held the door panel and walked out to the sink to rinse her mouth.

A few minutes passed, waiting for her to finish rinsing her mouth, washing her hands, washing her face, and wiping off the water on her hands and face. Qi Yan directly dragged her waist with his hands and sat on the wet sink.

The slender arms were supported on both sides of her body, directly blocking her way.

Yun Qing lowered his gaze like looking at flowers in the fog, as if his whole body was shrouded in a heavy fog. Her usually cold voice also became soft: "What do you want to do?"

Qi Yan stared at her, his deep eyes filled with unprecedented urgency, "What's the name of the brother you met when you were a child? Where did you meet?"

"ah?!"

"You just said that I look like the brother you knew when you were a child."

"Brother, what brother? Did I say that?" She was dazed and rubbed her head, completely unable to remember that she had said such words.

Qi Yan looked at her and looked at her as if she was pretending to be stupid. He rubbed his eyebrows in distress and said, "Yun Qing, this matter is very important to me."

She said casually: "What's the matter?"

He reminded again: "It's what you just said about me looking like the brother you knew when you were a child."

"Brother," she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then raised her arms and put them on his shoulders, looking at him seriously, "Shh. I tell you, I hate my brother to death. He has bullied me since I was a child, stealing from him.

My toy teamed up with my classmates to prank me. I hate him so much."

He said patiently: "Yun Qing."

"Huh?" She looked at him with wide eyes, her eyes drunk by alcohol were gentle and innocent.

Qi Yan patiently said: "Yun Qing, the brother I'm talking about is not Lin Chao."

"It's not Lin Chao. Who is it?"

He couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm asking you."

Yun Qing felt dizzy, leaned forward, rested her chin on his shoulder, and shook her head: "I don't know. I only have one brother, Lin Chao. I don't like him, I don't like him."

Qi Yan let her hold him like this, and slowly leaned his head on his shoulder. The hole in his heart that had been vacant for many years seemed to be being filled little by little. He slowly put one arm around Yun Qing's slender waist.

, Yingying grasped it.

Yun Qing's hands holding his neck became tighter and tighter, her body pressed tightly against his chest, and her cheek rubbed against his neck again and again, like a restless and indulgent deer, seeming to have determined him.

He won't do anything to her.

She murmured to herself: "I don't like it, I don't like it. I hate my brother, I hate my brother."

Qi Yan hugged her and called her softly: "Yun Qing."

"Um."

"Then do you like the brother you met when you were a child?"

"My brother is the most annoying."

He changed his words to be more specific, "Do you like the brother you met in Heluo City when you were seven years old?"

Yun Qing was still mumbling: "I hate my brother, I hate my brother the most."

Qi Yan sighed. Suddenly he heard the sound of tapping on the wall from behind. He looked sideways and saw two women standing at the door hand in hand. He was embarrassed and didn't know whether he should go in or not.

He said sorry several times, took Yun Qing's hands, turned around, carried her on his back and left the women's restroom with some embarrassment. He carried Yun Qing out of the bar, found his car, opened the door and put her in the back.

He lay down on the row of seats and took off his coat to cover her.

He bent down and got out, closed the rear door, and opened the front door. Just as he put one foot in, the phone in his pocket rang. He glanced at Yun Qing, who was sleeping soundly, closed the door gently, and leaned against the car.

The phone was connected: "You said."

The man said: "The matter about the little girl has been found out."

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he asked impatiently: "It's her, isn't it?"

There was silence over there.

Qi Yan asked anxiously: "It's her, right?"

After still being silent for a while, the man said in a somewhat sad tone: "It's a pity that the girl didn't survive that year."
Chapter completed!