This question is inexplicably provocative.
Qiao Nian was distracted for a moment, but soon she came back to her senses, not looking at him with her dark eyes: "...Not really."
But the next sentence is - the question is, why are you looking for me for nothing
Ye Wangchuan didn't give her a chance to say the next word. He took a sip of the red wine. His deep eyes seemed to be able to suck people in. He whispered, "I heard from Gu San that after you gave Master Cheng acupuncture, Master Cheng got much better. You also gave Master Cheng a bottle of medicine."
For the first time, Qiao Nian discovered that Gu San was quite talkative. He had the same problem as Jiang Li: he was a chatterbox and couldn't keep secrets.
She just wiped the water off her hair and threw the towel aside. She uttered an "ah", took the phone and walked back to the living room, saying, "I happened to have it with me, so I gave it to him. But migraine is a stubborn disease, and it can't be cured in a day or two. I don't have that much time to stay here. You can find a Chinese medicine acupuncturist to give Master Cheng physical therapy when he is free. It will be more effective if he takes medicine together with it."
Ye Wangchuan kept her words in mind and prepared to ask Bo Jingxing to find someone.
The look he gave her became deeper and more languid, with a kind of lazy and seductive feeling, and his tone was soothing: "I owe you another favor."
Qiao Nian half-closed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy. Hearing this, he replied disapprovingly: "Don't count it. I owe you a lot of favors."
She tilted her head, her wet hair sliding across her brow. She lifted the corners of her eyes, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked through the screen at the man on the other end and said in a bandit-like tone, "Say later..."
Ye Wangchuan inexplicably tightened his grip on the cup, and then he heard the girl's lazy voice, which sounded a bit deliberate.
"Besides, aren't we good friends?"
Ye Wangchuan: “…”
"It's natural for good friends to help each other."
After Qiao Nian finished speaking, she successfully saw the man opposite her froze in expression. He was in an extremely happy mood, with the corners of his mouth raised in an evil arc, and his eyes narrowed as if he had successfully played a prank.
It was rare for Ye Wangchuan to see her in such a good mood. The depression in his heart slowly dissipated. He put down the cup in his hand and said in a low voice: "I'll come over tomorrow."
"Hmm?" Qiao Nian didn't react immediately, and looked at him with dark eyes: "Where to?"
"Nine Institute." "You're in Beijing?" Qiao Nian just noticed the background of his video, which looked like he was at home. He said curiously, "Didn't you say you would be here in a few days?"
Ye Wangchuan tilted his head back with his collar slightly open, revealing his long, straight neck and a large area of honey-colored skin.
Qiao Nian had no intention of looking at it, but her gaze was drawn to it involuntarily and she took another look.
It was unclear whether the man on the other end of the phone did it intentionally or unintentionally, but as he moved, his collar became more obviously open.
"I'm worried about you being there alone."
"… "
Qiao Nian withdrew his gaze and remained silent for a moment.
"you… "
She felt a bit like the last time in the hospital. It was indescribable and quite complicated. She had never encountered this before, but every time she met Ye Wangchuan, she always had an indescribable complicated emotion.
Before she finished speaking, she heard the man's deep voice: "When we get to the ninth institute, I have something to tell you."
Qiao Nian came back to her senses, raised her eyelids, and saw the handsome face of the man on the other side of the screen. She was silent for a moment: "What's the matter? You can tell me now."
She really doesn't like people stopping talking midway.
Keeps people in suspense.
Ye Wangchuan chuckled, but said something with a hidden meaning: "Forget about it tonight, the atmosphere is not good enough. Christmas is coming in a few days, I will treat you to a meal."
(End of this chapter)