She hadn't even admitted her friend yet, and the only relationship they could be sure of seemed to be this one, "She is now my personal nurse."

He was Yiren's employer? I heard Lingya mention that he was a difficult master to serve. When I saw him today, he was indeed worthy of his reputation.

This man is not as good as Long Yangzhi! Why are you staring at him? Thinking of this, Qin Haoran got goosebumps all over his body. The clothes were wet and cold, and his feet were almost unconscious. He didn't want to stay here for too long, so he leaned over to hug Ling Yiren.

Chen Zhonglei scolded coldly, "What are you doing?"

Qin Haoran pulled a corner of the quilt and "Pick her home."

He suddenly pulled his wrist away, and Qin Haoran frowned unhappily and glared at him.

Chen Zhonglei was not scared by his aura and helped Ling Yiren cover the quilt again, "She needs to rest in bed now."

This ghost place is as cold as an ice cellar. After so long, it has been cold from her feet to her head. The heating is probably a decoration. After looking around, Qin Haoran sarcastically said, "I don't think the environment here can give her a good rest."

"It's raining outside. Do you want her to get sick and become sick?" Chen Zhonglei was very disgusted with his noble young man's style and pointed to the mud-filled crutches. "I don't think you can take good care of her. Go back, I will take care of Yiren."

He was thinking about picking her up soon, but he ignored the objective facts. It was raining heavily outside and it was very difficult for him to walk alone, let alone a lame leg.

Seeing the sarcasm in Chen Zhonglei's eyes, Qin Haoran felt angry and pushed away the sticky candy in front of the bed, "She is my employee and should be taken care of by me. You can leave now."

Chen Zhonglei was not willing to be outdone and squeezed back to the bed, "It's you who should leave."

The two of them pushed me and stopped each other and did not give in to each other. Although Qin Haoran had a lame leg, he did not give in at all. I would squeeze you further.

The decorative light at the head of the bed was almost overturned. Grandma Luo, who was so loud that she could not ignore it. "Two, girl Ling needs quiet now, you come here to sleep."

No matter who they are Ling Yatou's boyfriend, she treats them equally.

"Sorry, this is the only standard room left. You feel wronged." Grandma Luo also specially brought toiletries for Qin Haoran, "Young man, go and wash quickly, don't catch a cold."

After looking at Chen Zhonglei, Qin Haoran looked disgusted and could not stand the same room with a man, "Grandma, are there any other rooms?"

The other rooms are decorated with formaldehyde and cannot be accommodated. Only this reserved standard room and the large-bed room where Ling Yiren lives are left.

Grandma Luo is also a person with vision. Qin Haoran is a child of a rich family who is either rich or noble. From what he despised the accommodation environment just now, you can tell, "No, you can make do with it."

"Mr. Qin, if you really can't get used to living, you can go home. No one has to force you to stay." Chen Zhonglei was quite unwilling to have a room with him.

If Ling Yiren hadn't been begging him here, Qin Haoran would not say anything else and sat at the head of the bed to tidy up his mud trousers.

Chen Zhonglei pursed his lips and walked towards Grandma Luo, "It's getting late, so you can rest early, thank you for your hard work."

Grandma Luo walked out, and Qin Haoran immediately stood up and said thank you.

There were only two of them left in the room, and the atmosphere was awkward. The two beds were very close. Qin Haoran wanted to separate the bed, but now the head of the bed was fixed, but he could only stare at him.

Qin Haoran sneezes constantly, and the air conditioner was still turned on forty-five degrees. There were two bathrobes in the cabinet, which looked very old. I don’t know how many people have worn it.

But compared to the bathrobe, Qin Haoran despised the mud pants on his body and gritted his teeth and pulled them off.

Just as I was about to enter the bathroom door, there was a knock on the door, it was Mr. Lu.

Didn't see them changing clothes, Mr. Lu rummaged through the bottom of the box and found a few shirts and trousers he wore when he was young, "Go and wash quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold. This is the clothes I wore when I was a young man. If you don't dislike it, just make do with it."

Looking at Huang's two white shirts that smelled a lot, Qin Haoran was reluctant to take them. Seeing the disgust in his eyes, Mr. Lu was very embarrassed.

Feeling that the atmosphere at the door was not right, Chen Zhonglei hurried over and took the clothes, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, you can rest early."

Humph, hypocrisy!

Chen Zhonglei split one of the sets and placed them on Qin Haoran's bed, and started playing with his cell phone.

Not used to everything here, Qin Haoran took a bath much faster. While Chen Zhonglei was washing, he quietly slipped to Ling Yiren's room.

You really don't worry! Qin Haoran scolded her in her heart countless times. After hanging glucose, her face turned much better, and she didn't have the paleness she saw when she first came to see.

When will she change her bad habit of frowning? Qin Haoran tried hard to help her smooth it out, but as soon as his hand left, the hill between her eyebrows would arch up again, and she felt helpless and cute.

With his hand touching her face, his fingertips wandering beside her lips, Qin Haoran couldn't help but lower his head.

"What are you doing!"

The roar at the door scared him, and Qin Haoran pretended to move the quilt, "Didn't you see it? Cover her with the quilt."

Chen Zhonglei walked over and looked at Ling Yiren, "She has always been very peaceful when sleeping. You don't need to worry too much. Mr. Qin should go to bed early."

Qin Haoran lowered his voice, "How do you know she sleeps soundly?"

Chen Zhonglei smiled and said, "I still know a lot of things that Mr. Qin doesn't know. Do you want to hear?"

Don't want to listen!

When Qin Haoran lie down, he feels uncomfortable, but Chen Zhonglei slept very well. His bathrobe would open if he accidentally did it, so it would be awkward.

Anyway, the housing was just right and the clothes were just right. Qin Haoran couldn't stand the smell when he smelled it, so he barely put on his body after drying it with a hair dryer.

ah--

Early in the morning, the two handsome guys in the standard room performed a high-pitch performance, which made Grandma Luo and Uncle Lu think that their house was on fire, so they hurriedly ran over from the kitchen.

The room was not on fire, and the two of them were lying on the bed, and they rushed back to the kitchen again.

Ling Yiren stood between the two, covering her ears with her hands, almost deafened by their voices.

Qin Haoran and Chen Zhonglei were holding a pillow and looked at Ling Yiren in the middle in horror.

It seemed like she had caught a ghost. Is she that scary? Ling Yiren said helplessly: "You two are quite capable of sleeping. Grandma Luo has prepared breakfast and let you come and eat."

Chen Zhonglei reacted first, hurriedly got up and pulled Ling Yiren around, "Yiren, are you okay?"

This kid wanted to take the opportunity to take advantage of it. Qin Haoran jumped up from the bed and knocked off his pair of pig paws that were stuck to Ling Yiren, "If you have something to do, you can get up and ask you to have breakfast."
Chapter completed!