Chapter 8: Huan Fei Yan Shou, which type do you think I lack?

Author: Not as good as the Yanxiang

Chapter 8: Huan Fei Yan Shou, which type do you think I lack?

The music and songs at night fell asleep. In the quiet streets, the sound of wind blowing leaves mixed with the sound of rain poured in through the gaps in the car windows, bringing the chill of early winter.

Yun Qing closed the car window tightly, and a little foggy came into the car after a while. She reached out and turned on the hot air, dissipated the fog, turned around and looked at Qi Yan: "Where are you going?"

He rubbed his hungry belly, searched outside the car window for a while, pointing to the fork in the distance: "Just put me down there."

After a while, when he arrived at the fork in the road, Yun Qing parked the car. Qi Yan pushed the door down, tightened his baseball uniform with his arms, walked to the noodle stall and pointed two sides, and then sat down in front of the low table next to him.

Yun Qing sat in the car and watched for a while. Thinking of Qi Yan's ruthlessness and righteousness tonight, she always felt that this was not Qi Yan she knew. She pushed the door and got out of the car. She didn't order anything, but paid Qi Yan's face money. She walked over, sat down opposite him, took out a tissue to wipe the oil on the yellow table: "Thank you tonight."

"A small thing." He picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks and took the noodles sent by the boss, stirred them for a few times, picked up a small chopstick to dissipate the heat and put them into his mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, he was afraid that Yun Qing would think too much, so he specifically emphasized: "But don't think I have anything to you. If someone else was teased tonight, I would have taken action."

Yun Qing woke up: "I don't think so."

The soft little raindrops fell around them, like chopped diamonds jumping in the yellow light, and were covered with a hint of beautiful charm. Qi Yan raised his eyes to her, looked at her with eyes facing her, and Yun Qing smiled, and he also laughed, as if the night suddenly had the vitality of spring.

Qi Yan continued to lower his head to eat noodles, and Yun Qingze seemed to suddenly remember it and said, "Things between you and Li Yun, Xiang Huaizhi."

He raised his head and asked her, "In your eyes, am I so stupid?"

Yun Qing suddenly understood these things and knew them well. He smiled apologetically and heard him say in a playful way: "I can't tell that you are not famous, and it's quite a bit of a mess for you."

She put her hands in her purse, leaned back slightly, and joked: "Dr. Qi chose me as his daughter-in-law because I was beautiful."

His movement of picking noodles suddenly stopped and stared at her for a few seconds. The light in his eyes flickered and darker, as if he had identified something.

He nodded in disappointment: "That's true."

After a while, Qi Yan put down his chopsticks and raised a sneer on the corner of his lips: "However, I have played with so many women in the past two years, do you really have no resentment?"

She felt that there was no need to hide it in front of him and said bluntly: "I thank them for not having time."

"Um?"

"I don't have to serve my husband, and I enjoy all the treatment Mrs. Qi should have, so why should I complain?"

It is not fake to say anything. But now she is in touch, and this marriage will be unfamiliar, so everyone will live in peace and play their own things.

"So, do you want to hold a banquet one day to thank my confidants?"

She smiled accordingly: "I'm fine. As long as you can control the scene at that time."

Qi Yan lit a cigarette, and his pair of black pupils were unpredictable: "I underestimated you before."

**

Yipin Yufu belongs to a high-end community in Heyi City, with a green area of ​​40%, so even if there are street lights, she still feels dark in the community. She turned on the distance and turned off the lights and felt that it was clear in front of her.

Seeing that it was late at night, someone was wrapping his thin down jacket tightly. When the car passed by the man, Qi Yan deliberately lowered the window and took a few glances.

She asked, "Meet?"

He closed the window and said, "I admit my mistake."

A few minutes later, Yun Qing stopped in front of a typical Song-style courtyard. Qi Yan untied his seat belt while aiming at the time on the display: "Don't go back."

"Um?"

"I said it's too late. Don't go back."

Yun Qing asked in a vague sense of understanding: "What do you mean I will stay here with you tonight?"

He heard the warning in her voice and found it funny: "If you don't sleep with me, what are you afraid of?"

Yun Qing turned his head and looked at him silently.

"If you are really worried about what I will do to you, then it's up to you." After saying that, he pushed the door and got out of the car directly.

She sat in the car without any action. When Qi Yan walked around the front of the car and walked into the house, she saw the wound on the back of his hand. It seemed that she accidentally got it when she was beaten up.

She hesitated and slowly followed Qi Yan's pace. He walked through the small garden in front of the house, stood at the door and looked back at her before opening the door. He changed his shoes and took out a pair of brand new slippers from the cabinet and put them at the door, and went in first.

Before Yun Qing entered the house, she was just standing at the door and shivered by the cool tones of the house. Although it was not the first time she had come, if Qi Yan had not heard the sound in the house, she would have thought she had walked into the morgue on this night.

She changed her slippers and came in, subconsciously rubbing her arms. Qi Yan saw that, carrying two cups of warm water, handed her a cup. Then she walked into the living room and turned on the air conditioner in the house quietly. At this time, the heating in Heyi City was a little earlier, let alone the preheating time was longer than the air conditioner.

He leaned against the cylinder next to the hanging TV wall with one hand in his pocket and drank water. He stretched out his index finger and pointed at the room on the right side of the second floor: "You will sleep in that room tonight, everything inside is clean. Please click whatever you want."

Yun Qing drank the water and pointed at his hand: "Do you want to deal with your injury?"

He looked down and said, "A little injury, it's okay."

"Treat it." She put down the water cup and asked where the medicine box was.

Qi Yan pointed at the cabinet under the TV. She walked over and took it out, squatted on the edge of the sofa and opened it, making a sound to let him go. He raised his hand and saw that the back of his hand was broken, and tiny blood was scabbed around it. To be honest, this could not be considered a injury to him at all.

He moved his fingers, looked at Yun Qing who was looking for medicine, and walked slowly over to sit on the sofa, put his hand on his knee. Yun Qing squatted on the ground with one knee, holding a cotton swab stained with iodine, and was about to apply the wound to him, but he pulled his hand back in time.

Yun Qing looked at him in confusion.

He asked with a wry smile: "Isn't it really touched that I am so attentive to me all of a sudden?"

She was too lazy to explain to him and rolled her eyes to him: "Do you take medicine?"

"Go up." Then he reached out. But before Yun Qing touched him, he pulled him back. This time, he took the cotton swab from her hand, wiped the wound himself, and said, "I like to play. But I am most afraid of provoking innocent women."

Yun Qing choked him: "Then are you still standing up for me tonight?"

He threw the stained cotton swab into the trash can, grabbed the medicine box himself, pulled out a cotton swab and dipped it in iodine and continued to wipe it, "I felt a fever for a moment."

She sorted out the medical box, "No matter whether you are hot or not, I want to thank you tonight."

Qi Yan smiled wryly: "Girl, heroes save beauty is a common way for men to pursue women. Don't think that men treat you like you like this, but in fact he just wants to sleep with you."

She looked at him calmly and asked, "What about you?"

Qi Yan tilted his head to look at her, and the glass light fell from his head into his black pupils, as if stars were building nests inside. He deliberately approached a little, and his voice exuded a mellow and deep feeling like wine, "Huanfei Yanshou, what kind of thing do you think I lack?"

Yun Qing felt like he was slapped in the face in an instant, glared at him angrily, quickly put away the medicine box and sent it back to his original position.

Looking at her very unique appearance, he chuckled, threw it away, stood up and strode upstairs, and said, "Go to bed early, I'll go back to the room first."

However, he stopped on the second floor, put one hand on the solid wood railing, and looked sideways: "And."

He suddenly stopped, Yun Qing waited for a while, but he didn't see any comments, and asked in an unhappy tone: "What else is there?"

"It's okay. Go to bed early." He stood up straight and gently patted the railing and returned to the room.

Yun Qing always felt that there was something in his words. But he didn't want to say it, and she didn't want to ask in depth. After drinking the water, she took the cup Qi Yan had drunk and went to the kitchen to wash it. Her eyes slowly swept through the house, and every tone was filled with laziness in elegance, which was quite in line with his personality. However, the book "Zizhi Tongjian" placed on the living room coffee table with small labels does not look like he could read.

So much so that she picked it up and flipped it out curiously. There were not only paragraphs marked with four or five color pens, but also notes with the words falling down. It seemed that she had spent time reading it. This was really beyond her expectations.

Yun Qing stood there and looked around for a while. It was already past two in the morning when she returned to the room. The decorations in the room were very simple. She found a clean towel and toothbrush in the bathroom and washed it briefly. Then she took off her coat and fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Yun Qing was awakened by the intermittent squeaking sound. She put on her clothes and got up, followed the sound to the room next to the basement screening room, and saw Qi Yan holding a chainsaw and sawing wood. On the chopping board covered with various materials and tools, there was an unformed model car, stained with a lot of wood chips inside and outside.

Qi Yan saw her and turned off the chainsaw: "Did I disturb you?"

She looked at him wearing a leather apron, with sleeves on his forearm, and a craftsman-like appearance. It seemed that this traditional craftsman spirit made his delicate and awe-inspiring facial features softer, and the elegant charm seemed to have soaked into his bones. This would be completely gone from last night's carelessness.

Yun Qing picked up a gadget he carved on the table and admired it: "How can you do these more?"

"It's okay to play."

"Didn't Mr. Qi ask you to go to work in the company?"

He smiled and said, "My boring stuff is okay. If I ask me to do business, I am afraid that Qi will go bankrupt directly."

She put down what she had in her hand, picked up another one and looked at the unformed model car on the table: "Can you drive it if this is done?"

The model car is probably the size of a children's toy car sold in the mall, and can be found in one large and one small.

"It should be possible."

"If Qi went bankrupt that day, you might be able to make a fortune with this."

Qi Yan just listened to it as a joke and joked: "If you remarry and have children that day, I can give it to your child."

Yun Qing shrugged: "Then I guess you can only keep your car for yourself."

"Okay, it seems that he is a fellow fellow man."

“Freedom is poppy.”

Qi Yan looked at her with a smile of appreciation and approval, as if a planet cut through the sparks falling from the night sky. At this time, the phone in Yun Qing's hand rang, disturbing her from watching art.

She then went outside by phone: "What's wrong?"

Lin Bei said happily: "Sister, you are on the hot search."
Chapter completed!