We can no longer stay in the villa. There is no guarantee that Yan Zihao will jump over the wall and send people to hunt him down.
Throwing away a roomful of thugs, Tang Qingqian helped Qin Feng walk out of the villa and drove away overnight.
The night is enchanting.
Tang Qingqian turned the steering wheel and glanced at Qin Feng with her beautiful eyes.
"How's it going? Now you know how powerful it is, right?"
"Are you still impulsive and want to protect me?"
Qin Feng just leaned on the seat and did not speak.
Immediately, Tang Qingqian noticed the bright red infiltration on her shoulders.
"Are you injured?" Her beautiful eyes trembled.
"It's okay, I scratched my skin a bit." Qin Feng opened his eyes and said.
Tang Qing pursed her red lips, but didn't say anything she wanted to care about.
"If you feel regretful, I will call Yan Zihao now and I will turn around and go to his house immediately."
She said calmly: "I'm not trying to scare you, Yan Zihao, it's not something you can offend. I admit that I didn't think through what I said before, but you really have to consider reality and your own safety."
"What did you say?" Qin Feng asked.
Tang Qingqian tightened her grip on the steering wheel. She had just asked Qin Feng in the villa if she didn't marry Yan Zihao or would she marry him?
It was a thoughtless sentence, but now it seems very ambiguous in retrospect...
But is this the key point of what she just said? Shouldn't the first reaction be how to protect yourself and survive Yan Zihao's pursuit?
"I asked you if you said you were responsible before, is that true?"
She clenched her fingers and bit her red lips.
"If you're not responsible, why don't you go find that beast now?"
Without giving Tang Qingqian a chance to speak, Qin Feng took a deep breath: "I'm responsible."
…
The Porsche drove into the dormitory building of the Central Hospital late at night. Without knowing where to spend the night, it was safer to stay in the hospital dormitory.
Standing at the door of the dormitory, Qin Feng turned around and was about to leave.
As a result, Tang Qingqian yelled: "Where are you going?"
Qin Feng pondered for a moment: "There are many small hotels nearby..."
Tang Qingqian hugged her shoulders and sneered: "Are you going out like this?"
Qin Feng lowered his head and realized that he was indeed in a miserable state. The clothes on his body were soaked with the blood of Yan Zihao and his men, and his shoulders were still bleeding.
Tang Qingqian said nothing and turned around to open the door.
When people go in, the door is not closed.
Just when Qin Feng didn't know what to do, Tang Qingqian's gnashing of teeth sounded in the dormitory: "Qin, if you don't come in now, don't come to see me again in the future! I'll call Yan Zihao immediately!"
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, cursing secretly that he was still not a man. Tang Qingqian was not afraid of me, so what was my ink mark here?
He walked directly into the bedroom and closed the door with his backhand.
The bedroom is small, with a single room configuration, including a bed, a table, a chair, and a separate bathroom.
When Qin Feng entered the room, Tang Qingqian carried the medicine box and pointed at the chair: "Sit."
Qin Feng felt warm in his heart: "I can do it myself."
Tang Qingqian frowned: "You dare not listen to me?"
Qin Feng choked on his words and could only sit on the chair obediently.
Tang Qingqian opened her clothes and gently wiped the wound with a disinfectant stick with her slender fingers.
Qin Feng originally closed his eyes to rest, but was soon awakened by the itching in his ears.
He opened his eyes and saw Tang Qingqian's long hair falling on his shoulders.
With a flawless profile and a pair of narrow beautiful eyes, she was staring at her wounds with concentration.
It is said that men who focus on their work are the most attractive.
The same applies to women.
What's more, it's a beauty of Tang Qingqian's level.
Qin Feng was fascinated by the sight, and those tempting red lips so close at hand reminded him of the stunning kiss after dinner.
Just as he was immersed in it.
"Snapped!"
"Bah!"
Tang Qingqian slapped the wound on his shoulder suddenly, and Qin Feng suddenly grinned.
"Okay, you sleep on the floor tonight, and you are not allowed to turn on the lights or go to the toilet!"
Tang Qingqian dropped her words, threw the quilt on the bed to the ground, turned off the light and lay down on the bed.
After experiencing two life-and-death battles in one night, Qin Feng felt deprived all over, so he spread out the quilt and fell asleep.
…
The next day.
He was awakened by the quarrel.
Before she even opened her eyes, she heard Tang Qingqian's furious voice:
"If you believe him or not, what good will it do me to lie to you?"
"If you don't want to interfere with my affairs, then don't interfere!"
"And after my accident, instead of caring about me immediately, they blamed me!"
Qin Feng opened his eyes and saw a pair of beautiful and slender long legs hanging down from the bed, with jade feet stepping on his lower abdomen.
"What's wrong?" he asked confused.
On the other side of the phone, the woman's voice was cold: "So you two spent the night together last night?"
Tang Qingqian simply said: "Yes, we are together, what's wrong?"
"Then you haven't considered the consequences?" The woman took a deep breath.
Tang Qingqian ignored it and handed the phone to Qin Feng: "Answer the phone!"