Chapter 104

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when Wei Yan came back, Zheng Quzhi was already lying in bed and sleeping heavily. As soon as he stepped into the room, Wei Yan's face sank: there was a strange smell in the room.

After walking a few steps forward, he found that Zheng Quzhi's strange breath was the strongest. Wei Yan's eyes streaked a dark color. He pursed his mouth and stretched out his hand to pull Zheng Quzhi up.

Zheng Quzhi was sleeping in a muddle. He was caught off guard and was violently pulled up. The bed gas suddenly came up, and he said in a hoarse voice, "let's not let people go to sleep!"

Wei Yan's voice is very cold, with some gnashing teeth meaning: "who just came?"

Zheng Quzhi dizzy, feel the other party familiar with the breath, know that the other side is Wei Yan, rest assured, the fire also dispersed some.

Suddenly, I remembered that a man had just started to do something to himself. Immediately, Wei Qu Baba put his hand around Wei Yan's waist, and said with some grievances: "a man just coveted my beauty. His intention was not right. He almost lost his innocence. He whined..."

Wei Yan's face was gloomy. She pulled Zheng Quzhi aside and looked at him for a long time. Finally, she carried him and threw him into the bathroom angrily. She said in a deep voice, "take a bath."

Zheng Qu knows a muddle: "I washed."

Wei Yan doesn't care about him. He takes a shower and pours it on Zheng Quzhi. Zheng Quzhi's clothes were instantly soaked and drenched. Water poured on Zheng Quzhi, but Wei Yan calmed down.

After a long silence, he turned up the temperature and handed the flower sprinklers to Zheng Quzhi: "don't get cold. I'll get dry clothes."

"Laozi Grass Mud Horse!" Zheng Quzhi was completely angry. He was much more daring than before when he was drunk. Without hesitation, he smashed the flower on Wei Yan's head.

With a dull sound, Wei Yan's head was broken, and the red blood kept pouring out. The shower fell and his clothes were wet.

Zheng Quzhi was stunned, "don't you know how to hide

After a long silence, Wei Yan bent down to pick up the flower sprinklers and handed it to Zheng Quzhi again, "I'll get the dry clothes."

When he came back, he could not see any expression on his face. He was still that beautiful fake face with a smile forever. See Zheng Quzhi has not taken off the clothes, but silly standing, can not help tightening eyebrows: "how do not take off clothes?"

Zheng Quzhi seemed to have regained his mind. He was so slow that he lifted the corner of his clothes and was about to take off. However, Wei Yan's hand suddenly put on his wrist and stopped his movement.

"I'll go out first." Wei Yan coughed gently, put the clothes on one side, walked out with a straight face, and closed the door by the way.

It seems that many people in Qu Zhi's mind have not been able to walk before. Also, after such a big toss, it's impossible to wake up.

"Are you all right, Mr. Wei?" Zheng Quzhi asked Wei Yan nervously. Looking at the bleeding mouth, Zheng Qu's bosom friend trembled. If Wei Yan's handsome face had a scar, would Wei Yan's daughter-in-law not let go?

"No problem." Wei Yan was as calm as ever, reaching for the clock hanging on the wall: "it's late, take medicine and go to sleep."

On the table, there is a cup of hot water and an antidote.

"I'll take care of your wound?" Zheng Quzhi did not dare to go to bed as if nothing had happened.

"It's OK." Wei Yan reached out to touch the wound, then put down his hand, staring at the bright red on his finger, and added: "I was just reckless. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry." Zheng Quzhi scratched his painful head, and just wanted to say something, he saw Wei Yan throw a familiar thin blanket to him.

"Covered at night." It was an unquestionable tone. As soon as Wei Yan finished speaking, she turned and took the clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

Zheng Quzhi exclaimed and stopped him. Looking down at the clothes he was holding in his hand, he said earnestly, "Mr. Wei, you should wear comfortable clothes at night. You can't use these clothes to sleep at night."

Then he walked S-shaped to get his suitcase, found a set of pajamas, and then went back to Wei Yan and put the clothes on him: "I hurt you. This suit is for you."

Wei Yan's face was stunned. She opened her mouth but didn't speak. She looked down at Zheng Quzhi's clothes. Her throat moved. Finally, she nodded heavily: "OK."

Words, flash into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of the water, Zheng Quzhi took the sobering medicine and sat on the bed waiting for a moment. In the end, however, he could not resist the sleepiness, and he fell asleep.

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the next day, Zheng Quzhi woke up early.

As soon as he moved, he felt a little strange. His body suddenly became stiff. As expected, he found that his whole body was in Wei Yan's arms, and he still held Wei Yan's waist tightly???

Aware of this, Zheng Quzhi quickly released his hand and moved to the side. Clinker, this bed is not big, he this move, caught off guard will fall down.

Then a strong hand attached to his waist pulled him back again. For a moment, he threw himself into Wei Yan's arms and was hit by Wei Yan's breath."Mr. Wei..." Zheng Quzhi was busy making money. After sitting up, he looked down at Wei Yan. Seeing Wei Yan wearing a familiar pajamas, Zheng Quzhi suddenly widened his eyes.

His pajamas are just loose T-shirts. They are more comfortable to wear. His loose white T-shirt doesn't look very loose on Wei Yan's body, it just shows one side of the clavicle.

Zheng Quzhi moved his eyes away from his eyes. He had a headache and recalled it carefully. He caught some vague memories. Suddenly he heard something. He was busy and lowered his head.

Sure enough, the wound on Wei Yan's forehead is still there. It's scabby. It's obvious.

"Mr. Wei!" He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. His face was tense: "here you are..."

The voice did not fall was interrupted by Wei Yan: "unimpeded."

With that, Wei Yan got up. The hair along the head of a few hair, with that beautiful face, looking very silly. Zheng Quzhi swallows saliva, did not say that sentence, but looked at the empty bed next to his eyes and said, "how did we roll to a bed?"

Wei Yan's face was stiff, and she quickly reacted to it and said, "it's you who are crazy about wine. Don't let me go."

Zheng Quzhi was shocked: "really?"

Wei Yan's face did not change, but also heavily nodded: "well."

***After brushing his teeth, Zheng Quzhi looked hopelessly at himself in the mirror, some of whom wanted to hit the wall.

Can this ghost look still be made up?!!

All of a sudden, Zheng Quzhi's eyes were frozen. He could not help but approach the mirror. He stretched out his empty hand and pulled down his collar slightly to reveal his clavicle.

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