Shi Jinyang cooperated with him and stared at her quietly the whole time.
The childlike appearance in his impression seemed to have nothing to do with gentleness.
Maybe he didn't know her comprehensively, or maybe she was unusual tonight. When she wiped her for him, she actually made him feel tender.
A long process.
Tong Yan only helped him wipe his body that was exposed to the air, and then ran to Qing Qingchen's room to get some clothes.
Her movements were sneaky throughout the whole process, and she even took advantage of Qing Qingchen's absence to get her clothes.
When Qing Qingchen walked to the door of his room with his clothes in his arms, Qing Qingchen happened to walk upstairs.
Looking at her back like a thief, Qing Qingchen frowned and asked, "What is hidden in the room?"
The sudden sound startled Tong Yan. Tong Yan was unprepared for a moment and hit the door panel without being able to brake in time. The pain caused her nose to gasp several times.
"Ugh..." Zhizhi murmured, and she glanced at him angrily, "Brother, what are you doing? You can't even walk without making a sound?"
Qing Qingchen was confused.
Aren't the sounds of his footsteps loud enough
The most unstable person in the Qing family is Qing Qingchen. He often walks in a hurry, and often steps on the stairs when going up and down the stairs. The sound of the stairs can be heard from far away. Tong Xiyao even said him many times because of this.
Qing Qingchen's footsteps when he came up were just normal footsteps.
She didn't even hear it!
"What are you playing at?" Qing Qingchen raised his eyebrows suspiciously and walked towards her.
Tong Yan stretched her hand holding his clothes into the room, calmed her face, and smiled at him, "Brother, are you kidding? It's so late, what else can you play with?"
"It's getting late, you should rest first!" She closed the door with her backhand, and before he could approach, Tong Yan slipped into her room.
Qing Qingchen stopped and stared at her room with a strange expression. He was about to leave when a popping sound suddenly came from the room.
Like, someone hit the floor.
Qing Qingchen thought it was Tong Yan who fell down, took a few steps to the door of the room, and banged the door, "Yan Yan, what's wrong, are you okay?"
In the room, Shi Jinyang fell under Tong Yan's bed, dragging the clothes in Tong Yan's hands to the floor.
He was really drunk and as stubborn as a child.
"Don't move! Don't move! I'll help you!" Tong Yan was helpless to him, and whispered back to him, trying to help him up, but Qing Qingchen patted the door again, "Yan Yan, you are talking ?”
Childlike face, "..."
Tong Yan was startled and raised his face in surprise. The expression on his face was dull for a few seconds. He coughed lightly and said calmly, "No, brother, I have a dry mouth and I'm coughing."
"Really?" Qing Qingchen looked suspicious.
"Otherwise?" Tong Yan asked him back, urging, "Brother, you go back to your room to sleep first, I'm going to sleep too."
Qing Qingchen stood outside the door for a moment, not trusting her, "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay, go back to your room!"
Qing Qingchen had no choice but to turn around and walk toward his room. A sound of wine burping suddenly came from Tong Yan's room.
"Have you been drinking?" Qing Qingchen paused again.
Tong Yan glanced sideways at Shi Jinyang beside him, her nerves aching.
"Yeah, a small cup, it's okay." Bite her scalp, she replied to Qing Qingchen outside the room.
"What do girls drink?" Qing Qingchen seemed speechless to her.