Zhan Wuyou, who didn't know that he was being dated, ran to Yan Qing's room that night.
"Go back." Yan Qing held the door with one hand, not intending to let Zhan Wuyou in.
He has things to deal with, and he doesn't have time to accompany this little thing when it becomes popular.
Zhan Wuyou lay prone on the door, his clear eyes followed Yan Qing closely, and he spoke cautiously, "My quilt...is wet, I can't sleep with anyone today."
Yan Qing's room is huge, designed as one room. From the bedroom to the study is the relationship of the aisle door.
Listening to the familiar lines, he looked back at him, "How many times have you been wet under the quilt?"
Zhan Wuyou honestly stretched out his hands, "After staying here for a few days, I got wet a few times."
"Useless things." Yan Qing scolded him softly, and turned back to the sofa chair beside the study, "Did you live like this when you were at Zhan's house?"
Zhan Wuyou is such a character who hits a snake with a stick. Seeing that Yan Qing no longer chased him away, he immediately walked between his legs and sat on the carpet with his upper body leaning on Du Yanqing's long and straight legs .
"No one in Zhan's family cares about me."
Zhan Wuyou put his head on Yan Qing's lap, watching him take out the gold-rimmed glasses from the table, pick up the French book he hadn't finished before, and read on.
He followed suit.
But he really didn't like reading books, and when he looked at the words on it, he turned into hypnotic bugs one by one, burrowing into his ears one by one, coaxing him to sleep.
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After Yan Qing turned a few pages, she found that Zhan Wuyou had fallen asleep leaning on his lap.
For a moment, I was a little dumbfounded.
Others snuggle up to him like a tiger, but this little thing is so close to his eyes when he has nothing to do, and now he can still fall asleep on his own.
He kicked Zhan Wuyou a few times, "Go back to sleep."
Zhan Wuyou was kicked awake, hugged his leg and began to act like a spoiled child, "Master, I just want to stay here with you, I feel very safe when I stay with you, is it because I'm tired of leaning on your leg for too long? Otherwise Shall I click it for you? My technique is very good. Make sure you are full..." The last word 'Yi' was interrupted by a knock on the door.
There are only a handful of people in this family who dare to knock on the door of Yan Qing's room.
Zhan Wuyou obediently got up from the blanket, and stood aside with a clear appearance of master and servant, as if he was at his beck and call.
"Go and open the door." Yan Qing instructed Zhan Wuyou.
Zhan Wuyou replied softly, "Okay, master."
When he turned around, there was a malicious smile on the corner of his lips.
Yan Qing herself may not have noticed it, there is no special situation, the only one who dares to knock on his door after ten o'clock in the evening is Su Xiaoyan! ·
Zhan Wuyou quietly unbuttoned a few buttons to make sure that he could see the traces Yan Qing had left on him, and opened the door.
Holding a bowl of soup in both hands, Su Xiaoyan's voice was as soft as a puddle of water, "Brother Yan..." After seeing the person who opened the door, her voice stopped abruptly, and her gentle and tender face twisted uncontrollably.
"Good evening, Miss Su." Pretending not to see Su Xiaoyan's gaffe, Zhan Wuyou smiled and opened the door.
During the movement, the opened collar opened wider, and the red marks on the white skin were very eye-catching.
Su Xiaoyan unconsciously tightened the fingertips holding the bowl.
"Miss Su," Zhan Wuyou looked at Su Xiaoyan with an ugly face, and asked with concern, "Aren't you coming in?"
This shameless vixen! Wait!
Su Xiaoyan hated it so much, she took a deep breath, put a pleasant smile on her face, and then walked in with the soup in her hands, "Brother Yan, I saw that your light was still on, so I made you a soothing soup." .”
"Auntie can do this kind of thing." Yan Qing took the soup from Su Xiaoyan and drank it down in a gulp.
"You just came back from the hospital, go to rest early."
Su Xiaoyan took the empty bowl, stretched out her hand and gently brushed the hair next to her ear, "Brother Yan, I have something I want to discuss with you."
"En." Yan Qing looked at her and motioned her to continue.
Su Xiaoyan kept silent, but glanced at Zhan Wuyou with a little embarrassment.
She and Yan Qing have been living together for eight years, and she thinks that her relationship is closer than others, and the two of them want to talk about some private matters, and this kind of playful person quits early on.
What a wonderful person Zhan Wuyou is, when he caught Su Xiaoyan's glance, he knew it.
"Master, since Miss Su has something private to tell you, I'll go out first." Before leaving, she didn't forget to take the empty bowl from Su Xiaoyan's hand, she was considerate and obedient. But after leaving the door, he poked his head in again and said, "Master, well, I won't close the door. You see, Miss Su and you are both in their young age, so if something comes out in the evening, I'm sorry for Su Miss is not well."
As he spoke, he helped the two of them open the door wider.
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These words really hit Yan Qing's point.
During the day, he only saw that Su Xiaoyan had reached the age where he could fall in love, and at night, he was deepened by Zhan Wuyou, and when he looked at Su Xiaoyan, who was hesitant to talk, his expression was a little more cautious and serious when facing a child's love affair.
"Okay, he's gone out, what do you want to discuss with me?"
When Su Xiaoyan heard what Zhan Wuyou said just now, she couldn't help but want to call someone to break his hand!
Such a nosy bug. Even if something happened between her and Brother Yan, it was just a matter of course! I want an inferior person like him to talk too much.
"Brother Yan," Su Xiaoyan resentfully wanted to give Zhan Wuyou some trouble.
Acting like a baby, she went forward to hold Yan Qing's hand, "You said you would be the master for me."
Her voice was unrestrained, and Zhan Wuyou walked unhappily, which could be heard clearly outside the corridor.
"What do you want?" Yan Qing's voice was slightly dull.
"Have you forgotten who hurt my Zhan's family?" Su Xiaoyan was so wronged that just hearing the voice made people feel pity.
"This matter?" After a while, Yan Qing's tone relaxed a lot, "I have already been punished."
Zhan Wuyou just wanted to laugh when he heard this. Yan Qing, an old father who faces nonsense and yells to marry his daughter, probably thinks that Su Xiaoyan has a crush on her
His mind was spinning fast.
Thinking back to what Su Xiaoyan said when she first met her, it was indeed quite ambiguous.
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Su Xiaoyan was stunned, "Have you been punished?"
"Ten boards." Yan Qing looked at Su Xiaoyan, this punishment was considered reasonable.
Although Xiaoyan was admitted to the hospital, Yan Qing checked her examination report at the first time, and she was mainly shocked, and there was no external injury.
But the girl is delicate and willing to stay in the hospital for a few more days, so he has nothing to say.
Su Xiaoyan didn't know that Yan Qing had grasped her inspection report as early as the first time, but she felt unreasonable about the answers he gave.
Just, just ten boards? that is it
She had been hospitalized for so many days, but that man only received ten boards? !
"Brother Yan," Su Xiaoyan's expression turned ugly, "Aren't you..." You fell in love with that man.
Brain braked the car in time, and didn't let the words continue.
She couldn't reveal that she knew that Zhan Wuyou was sent by Zhan's family to make amends from the time they met each other.
She said gracefully, "That beautiful little brother, why were you in your room just now?"
Ask him again.
Knowing that the other party has a relationship partner, still not giving up
Yan Qing said, "There are some things to explain at work. It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Su Xiaoyan gritted her teeth, she was really upset that she couldn't tear off a piece of flesh from Zhan Wuyou's body, but facing Yan Qing, she still maintained an obedient and obedient posture.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my room first, brother Yan, you should go to bed earlier."
"Okay." Yan Qing responded and watched her go out. Then he walked through a door to the study.
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Wang Zhi, who was left in France, was in great pain.
As soon as he closed his eyes, the whiteness behind the door flashed uncontrollably in his mind.
Even Lord Yan asked him to leave clues to track down that little thief, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he looked like Zhan Wuyou.
[The author has something to say]: Wang Zhi: I'm done, what's wrong with me? I even suspected that the thief was Wuyou.
Yan Qing: Be confident and get rid of doubts.