Seeing Qin Yan acting like a monster, Mo Yan chuckled.
In this difficult world, on such a cold winter night, it is really warm to have such a person who is full of himself and full of himself by his side.
Qin Yan bought this apartment for the convenience of going to school. The original three bedrooms were converted into an oversized bedroom and study room, so he said that one person would sleep in the living room and the other would sleep in the living room, which was correct.
However, if I slept in his room, wouldn't I be entering his private area, which would always feel weird.
Mo Yan pursed her lips, "I'll sleep in the living room, and you sleep in your own room."
After saying that, I was ready to take the quilt from his hand.
Qin Yan immediately shook his head like a rattle, hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, and said seriously, "How can that be done? You are a girl and I am a man; you sleep in the bedroom, and the door must be locked to be safe.
If my bestiality comes out, you won't be able to resist."
Hearing this, Mo Yan's nose suddenly felt sore. Her eyes turned red again, and her eyes filled with tears, but they did not fall.
"Qin Yan! Qin Yan! Why are you so nice?"
It was so good that she felt it was unreal.
She lost both of her parents when she was young and was dependent on her grandmother. In her previous life, she met a scumbag like Lu Entropy. She never believed that she had such good luck. However, Qin Yan made her start to doubt her own knowledge.
Mo Yan's tears made Qin Yan at a loss again.
He gently avoided the wound on his neck, took the person into his arms, and comforted her softly,
"Oh, Yanyan, don't cry, I was wrong, I was wrong; I am not good, I am a bad person, I have indescribable thoughts for you; I want you to be my girlfriend all day long, but you ignore me,
I won’t give up and will always be entangled with you..."
Mo Yan pushed forward and looked up at him slightly. The vinegar on the tip of her nose disappeared, replaced by a tearful smile, "How could you say that about yourself? It's up to you. I'll sleep in the bedroom and you sleep in the living room."
"Hmm, the quilt cover has been changed. Go to bed quickly. Good night!"
Qin Yan said as he pulled her to the bedroom door;
Then he rubbed her hair affectionately. He wanted to kiss her goodnight, but he just wanted to.
After the door was closed, he turned around, picked up the quilt from the floor, and walked back to the sofa, his handsome face covered with frost.
He took out his mobile phone and called the police station, and said calmly, "Huang Mao's gang, thoroughly investigate their previous activities, let them stay there for the rest of their lives, and arrange for people to come in regularly to serve them."
The other party responded respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Qin."
He was negligent last time, and he will gain wisdom after suffering a loss, and he will never let them have any chance to hurt Mo Yan again.
As for Lu Entropy, he will do it himself.
Mo Yan fell asleep quickly while smelling the faint fragrance of mint.
At around nine o'clock the next day, she slowly woke up. She felt refreshed after a dreamless night, just like the last time she was in Zhongmou. Her sleep had not been good since she returned from rebirth, but as long as Qin Yan was there, she could sleep well.
Especially fragrant.
Opening the door, the scent of fried eggs and red bean porridge filled the air.
Looking over at the sound, Qin Yan's tall back was busy clumsily in the kitchen, with an apron tied around his waist. He looked at his phone and then at the pot. He was actually cooking?
She walked closer with her slippers on. Qin Yan turned around after hearing the sound, "Are you awake? Does the wound still hurt? This soybean and peanut stewed pig's trotters soup will be ready soon. Xu Qian said that this soup will help the wound heal. You go to the dining table first.
Wait a moment."
"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. You actually know how to cook?" Mo Yan asked in surprise.
"It doesn't seem to be difficult. I downloaded a cooking app and I just tasted it. It's okay. How about you try it?"
After Qin Yan finished speaking, he took a small spoonful and blew it;
Mo Yan naturally approached and took a sip from his hand, "Well, it's quite delicious and very talented."
When she was a child, her grandmother would like to let her taste the soup when she stewed it, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
This soup is rich and fragrant, and it is not greasy or smelly. It takes a lot of processes to make this taste. It is not only talent, but also thought.
After speaking, she nodded and looked at Qin Yan with bright almond eyes.
This look full of admiration made Qin Yan feel more and more excited. He didn't hesitate to put the remaining half spoonful of soup to his mouth and drank it.
Yes, drink it.
Isn't this an indirect kiss?
I really doubt that Qin Yan did it on purpose, but she has no evidence, no evidence...
Mo Yan felt that magma began to erupt in her brain, and her cheeks suddenly turned pale pink, making her even more delicate and charming.
I had no choice but to bend down and pretend to look for the dishes in the disinfection cabinet, "Ahem...where are the bowls and spoons? I'll help put the soup in."
Someone just stopped when he saw it, and the corners of his mouth turned to his ears involuntarily. The hard work this morning was worth it. The soup that Yanyan drank was the best.
After breakfast, the two went back to school and caught up with the third and fourth classes.
Now, Mo Yan will no longer resist, Qin Yan sits next to her.
However, occasionally she couldn't stand the other person's blazing gaze, and she would throw a book directly into his face. This kind of interaction, which seemed like rejection but was actually coquettish, turned the usually lazy and dignified Mr. Qin into a restless person.
Stupid second-rate goods.
Ji Yu couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "Ayan, take the Hadazi, you are now competing with Shi Eryou."
"Haha, Qingtian hasn't caught up with him yet, has he? You're single, you don't understand." Qin Yan glanced at him, then turned around and continued to stare at Mo Yan's side face in trance.
Ji Yu held his eyes and said calmly, "Isn't it possible that you are not single?"
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o
o
o, I am just a dog licker at most, and I should be able to stop being single soon."
Qin Yan stretched out a finger and shook it on the table; in his expression at this moment, he interpreted it like I am a licking dog, I am happy, I am a licking dog, and I am proud.
It was rare for Ji Yu to be so angry with him that he would kill his heart and stop paying attention to him.
After school today, there was another rehearsal for Dunhuang Feitian Dance. Ji Yu and Shi Cong were waiting at school to send them home. Qin Yan found a reason to leave and actually went to Lu Entropy's Xixi villa.
The courtyard here is deep with small bridges and flowing water, quiet and secluded, suitable for selling shrimps.
Alone, he parked the car outside and strode inside.
Lu Entropy knew that Qin Yan was here when he entered the area, so he sat in the living room in advance to wait for him to come to the hall, leaving only Jiang Zhou beside him.
Qin Yan stood at the door, glanced at him coldly, and then quickly approached, using his right hand to attack with a fist;
Lu Entropy turned his head to dodge, but Qin Yan's left uppercut had already caught up and hit his mandible hard, and a fishy-sweet taste quickly spread in his mouth;
Seeing this, Jiang Zhou on the side immediately stepped forward to help, but Lu Entropy shouted back, "This is a private matter between me and Master Qin, stand down!"
Qin Yan had just blocked a blow with his arm, and Lu Entropy punched him in the abdomen;
The two were locked in a stalemate, with fists and fists going to the flesh, but Qin Yan had spent time in a special mercenary training camp after all, and he was slightly better than Lu Entropy, who grew up under the doting care of Mr. Lu.
After a while, the two men finally fought almost. Lu Entropy lay on the ground and moved his neck, which had been choked. The first second, he really felt that Qin Yan really wanted to kill him.
But, so what, he was not afraid of death, and the corners of his mouth curved into a strange arc.
Qin Yan stood up unsteadily while holding on to the wall, exuding a murderous aura all over his body. His eyes fell to the ground like an ice pick, and his tone was as cold as a thousand-year glacier, "This is the last warning, don't get close to the ink smoke."