Yan Qing walked into the room and closed the door with her backhand, preventing Wang Zhi from seeing the last possibility.
Wang Zhi outside the door only had time to sweep across the white snow, but before he could react, the door closed with a slamming sound.
He rubbed his nose, vaguely guessing what he saw, but his desire to survive prompted him to skip this scene. He turned back and rushed into the guest bedroom quickly and quickly.
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After Yan Qing closed the door, she looked up and down at the tender body in front of her eyes.
Zhan Wuyou cleverly smiled and leaned forward, "Master, are you here to see me?"
Yan Qing seemed to find it funny, tilting her head slightly and humming softly.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly stepped forward and carried Zhan Wuyou on his shoulders.
Zhan Wuyou was startled, and almost dropped the voice controller in his palm to the ground, "Master, master."
'Snapped! 'Yan Qing patted her round white buttocks with a palm, and began to settle accounts, "It's easy to call me by my name?"
—Is this the end of the fall? He even spanked himself!
Zhan Wuyou faced down, his bloodshot and embarrassment made his face look like a ripe tomato, "Master, Master, you don't like it, you don't like it, even though your name sounds nice, I still like to call you—Master .”
"Heh." Yan Qing stood where she was, and patted on the other buttock again, "Accustomed to sleeping naked? It's really clean."
"..." It's only been a long time since I got spanked by this bastard, and then I slapped his ass again!
Zhan Wuyou's upper body was hanging on Yan Qing's back, and he could see the man's firm buttocks at a glance. If the relationship between the two of them hadn't reached that level, he really wanted to hit him back.
"If you like it, I won't wear it in front of you from now on."
Zhan Wuyou spoke sweet words, and his actions were not ambiguous. He balled up the ball of evidence in his palm and threw it towards the bottom of the bed.
The metal objects and wires are cleverly hidden in the darkness under the bed.
Zhan Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief quietly, before he could fully let out the breath, Yan Qing carried him to the bedside.
When he reached the bedside, he was thrown onto the bed.
The mattress sank and bounced up again, Zhan Wuyou was about to get up when he was pushed back to the original place by a big hand.
Zhan Wuyou actually liked the feeling that Yan Qing was suppressing him. He relaxed his body and slumped on the bed, his voice was sticky and soft, "Did you..." Want it
Before she finished speaking, Yan Qing said with disgust, "The pillow is stuffed in the quilt? What kind of hobby is it?"
It's not to pretend that someone is sleeping in the bed, but of course it can't be said that way. Zhan Wuyou said obediently, "If you don't accompany me, I can't fall asleep. Only when I hug the pillow and imagine you by my side can I fall asleep."
"Then you really don't choose." A broken pillow can replace yourself.
Yan Qing swept across his slightly red and swollen buttocks after being hit by the board, and then pulled out the two obtrusive pillows from the quilt.
"Master," Zhan Wuyou rolled his eyes around.
Yan Qing's eyes on her buttocks are hard to ignore.
This person probably wanted to see if he was seriously injured, but he couldn't bear it.
Zhan Wuyou was a little sweet in his heart, half propped himself up, turned his head to look at Yan Qing, and said obediently, "Your plank is not strong, so I didn't get hurt."
Yan Qing ignored him, stood up from the bed, took off her clothes and hung them on the hanger, looked back at the gadget lying on the bed and was still staring at her, and said in a vicious voice, "Get out if you don't sleep."
"Sleep, sleep!" Zhan Wuyou obediently put the pillow on the head of the bed, lying up straight as if in a coffin, obediently folded his hands on his abdomen, but his eyes were still unwilling to close, and he squinted They quietly looked at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing knew it well, but she didn't bother to talk about this gadget, she took off her clothes and went to the bathroom.
There was the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Zhan Wuyou was so careless that he let the dirt be thrown under the bed.
He lifted the quilt and quickly got out of bed, took out the silver metal object from Yan Qing's clothes pocket, took out a bunch of things under the bed, and put them back into his bag.
After doing these things, don’t forget to wipe your body with wet wipes early, apply some body milk, and make sure you are fragrant and smooth before you tuck yourself back into the bed.
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Zhan Wuyou originally thought that after Yan Qing came out, he would be passionate in a foreign country.
But the nerves that were tense all the way sensed that Yan Qing was by her side, and inexplicably relaxed.
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When Yan Qing came out wrapped in a bath towel, Zhan Wuyou had already fallen into a deep sleep.
His posture is still the same as that of a coffin, the whole person is straight and upright, with his hands clasped on his abdomen, if it is not for the pink complexion, he is not much different from a dead person, especially his breathing is lighter than ordinary people Much shallower.
"Little thing." Yan Qing cursed softly, turned off the light and went to bed, within three seconds, a body rolled into her arms.
Zhan Wuyou leaned on Yan Qing's generous shoulder, showing a soft smile in his deep sleep.
"You bastard, get down!" Yan Qing's voice was low.
Zhan Wuyou fell asleep unconsciously.
Yan Qing frowned and waited for a while,
After a long while, they stretched out their arms and hugged him dissatisfied, and fell asleep together.
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The mission failed, and the original two-day itinerary was shortened to one day.
The two of them woke up from sleep, had something to eat and went to the airport by car.
Because of this, Zhan Wuyou's idea of being passionate in a foreign country was killed.
When boarding the plane, Zhan Wuyou was regretting that he didn't come in the morning, he turned his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind, he couldn't help leaning over, "Master."
Yan Qing closed her eyes and rested her mind, and ignored him.
Zhan Wuyou didn't feel cold, and whispered, "Why did we go back after only staying for a day?"
Yan Qing half-opened her eyes, her amber eyes were slightly slanted towards him.
Zhan Wuyou looked at him curiously about the baby.
Yan Qing closed her eyes again, and after a long while threw a few words out of her mouth, "I lost money, I'm not in the mood to play."
Zhan Wuyou said in his heart: My dear, I'm sorry, I caused you to lose money, and I will make it back for you next time. He comforted obediently, "As the old saying goes, you can save money and prevent disasters. You will have smooth sailing in the future and your wishes will come true."
Yan Qing snorted.
Zhan Wuyou felt that he could hear a bit of arrogance from this humming.
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Domestic, hospital suites for senior VIPs.
Su Xiaoyan was almost taken aback when she saw Chen Zhe who pushed the door open.
Chen Zhe had a brace on his arm, and his face was sallow and distorted. At first glance, it looks more like a sick patient than Su Xiaoyan lying on the hospital bed.
"Brother Chen," Su Xiaoyan sat up from the bed and asked with concern, "You, what's wrong with you?"
Not long ago, she was discussing with Chen Li how to fix Zhan Wuyou, and she took a lot of eye drops along the way.
She was sure that Chen Zhe would trouble Zhan Wuyou when he went back.
Now Chen Zhi's appearance is probably due to some accident in the process of teaching others.
Chen Zhi frowned. Wanting to teach Zhan Wuyou a lesson for Su Xiaoyan failed, but it is really shameful to say that he was punished instead. In front of the woman he loves, he naturally still wants some face, so he seemed not to care and said, "There was a little accident, it's nothing, it doesn't hurt at all."
"Is that so?" Su Xiaoyan frowned slightly, and said distressedly, "But, you seem to be seriously injured, is it really not painful?" She wanted to save face, she was unwilling to tell the truth, how would she know what happened? thing! It really doesn't work to rely on this trash, she still needs to be discharged from the hospital.
A word of Su Xiaoyan's concern for Chen Chen could give him a panacea. Looking at her concerned face, he felt that Xiaoyan was beautiful and kind-hearted, and she was the most innocent and lovely girl in the world.
If he can marry her, he will definitely be the happiest man in the world.
"It's okay." He didn't want to make Su Xiaoyan worry, so he shook his arm reluctantly, and forced a smile, "It's just an exaggeration."
"Really, you scared me." Su Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, then blinked, and said softly, "Brother Yan, are you busy recently?"
Chen Zhe sat on the visiting chair, took a mandarin orange from the fruit bowl, and peeled it open for Su Xiaoyan, "Master Yan took over the job and went to France."
"Ah?" Su Xiaoyan took Wo Tang and put it in her palm.
In my heart, I secretly regretted listening to Chen Jintao's words. If she had been discharged from the hospital early, she might be able to accompany Brother Yan to France now.
"Then, how long will it take to come back? I've been in the hospital for a week, Brother Yan... After seeing me on the first day, I haven't been here again. I'm a little scared to stay in the hospital alone, and I can't sleep well every night , It’s really scary here, I’ll leave the hospital today.”
Su Xiaoyan was determined to leave the hospital, so naturally she would not listen to Chen Zhe's advice.
That afternoon, Su Xiaoyan, who had packed up and was discharged from the hospital, and Yan Qing, who had just returned to China, bumped into each other at the door.
[The author has something to say]: Warm reminder: Your vicious female partner is online.
Zhan Wuyou (looking sideways at Yan Qing): Your good sister is online.
Yan Qing: ...