It was too quiet in the middle, and Qin Songyao felt embarrassed, so he found a word to say.
Bo Siyan raised his head and glanced at her and said, "Afraid that if I die, I will force you to bury me?"
Qin Songyao shrugged, nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, we were originally resentful couples, and it would be too miserable to be tied together even after we die."
Bao Siyan snorted coldly.
It became quiet again.
Qin Songyao glanced and noticed that the corner of the band-aid on the man's arm had been raised.
"You haven't replaced it with a new one yet?"
Bao Siyan followed her gaze and landed on his forearm. He frowned and reached out to put down his cuffs.
"Not in time."
Qin Songyao glanced around and said, "Is there one in your office?"
Bao Siyan looked at her and said quietly: "There's no one here, so there's no need to pretend to care about me."
Qin Songyao smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid that if you die, you will want me to bury you."
It's no good if they talk to each other.
Qin Songyao stood up speechlessly and searched around the office.
"Can I go to the lounge?"
"It's not like you haven't been there before, so you still want me to open the door for you?"
whispering sound.
If he didn't choke her, would he really die?
Qin Songyao turned around and opened the door to the lounge.
It hits your face with a light cold aroma.
Qin Songyao smelled it and felt familiar. He walked to the bedside shelf and took a look. It was indeed the incense she brought last time.
At that time, Bao Siyan only glanced at it, dismissed it angrily as useless, and asked her to take it away.
She quietly put it in the lounge, but she didn't expect that he didn't throw it away.
The interior furnishings are cold and every inch seems to have been measured, rigorous and meticulous, and not stained by dust.
The white incense placed on the metal shelf looks a bit inconsistent.
Qin Songyao thought for a while, took down the incense and took it away later.
She lowered her head and opened the bedside table drawer. She remembered that there were band-aids.
But upon opening it, the bedside table was clean and empty, except for an unpacked box of... family planning supplies.
She frowned immediately.
The first reaction was that he brought people to the company.
Just when I was feeling disgusted, I suddenly took a glance and saw the details of the supplies marked on the box.
She blinked and suddenly remembered.
This is what she brought last time.
Why hasn’t he thrown it away yet?
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Qin Songyao quickly came to his senses and closed the drawer.
At the door, the man folded his hands and looked at her quietly.
"Sneaky, what are you doing?"
"nothing."
Bao Siyan walked in, probably looking for a lighter. He had a cigarette in his hand.
The lounge space is neither big nor small, but it is enough to bring each other's breath closer.
He also walked to the bedside table, lowered his head to get the lighter, and she stood behind him.
To the left was the bed. She had been here once before, and the scenes that had happened were still vivid in her mind. Plus the box of sex just now, she couldn't help but have some random thoughts.
Suddenly, his voice came from behind.
"Stealing something?"
Qin Songyao came back to his senses and turned around for a second, "No!"
It turned too fast and almost hit his chest.
Her high heels were unsteady, so she took a half step back and put the aromatherapy behind her.
"Last time you said you didn't like it, I took it out."
"You can take my things if you want?"
"I bought it!" She raised her head.
"Has your name been engraved on it, or will it respond if you call it?"
Qin Songyao hissed and couldn't figure out why he was so rebellious.
If she doesn’t like it, why not take it away?
Bo Siyan passed by her and said without hesitation: "Put down the things and get out."
Qin Songyao had no choice but to look at the aromatherapy in his hand and put it heavily on the shelf.