Qi Yan spoke almost rascally.
After finishing speaking, he withdrew his hand from the water glass and pushed the wheelchair to the balcony.
Tan Bengbeng was stunned on the dining table. She, who was always a little cold, couldn't react. What's wrong with him
Just looking at the back of him pushing the wheelchair and turning around angrily, I always feel that he is angry.
Who are you mad at
hers
Just because she said she didn't like him? However, the rules of the game he specified were not to lie, she was just telling the truth.
Tan Bengbeng didn't figure it out until he was full and cleared the table. To be honest, what was wrong with him.
In the end, it was concluded that it was Qi Yan who had a bad temper.
When she came out of the kitchen and walked to the living room, the wheelchair that was parked on the balcony just now had disappeared.
Is he out
Tan Bengbeng looked around the living room, but saw no one.
After thinking about it, he went straight back to his room without looking for him.
She hasn't slept well in the past two days. In order to prevent Qi Yan from asking her to wait on her at night, she can go back to her room to catch up on sleep while she still has time.
Tan Bengbeng pushed open the door, turned around and locked it.
Thinking that Qi Yan might have the key to her room, locking it would be of no use to him.
She bit her lip, thought for a while, and moved the sofa next to the door over, blocking the door.
The sofa is very heavy, let alone a girl, even an ordinary man, it may not be possible for one person to lift it up.
Qi Yan is bad at walking, sitting in a wheelchair, no matter how great his skills are, he can't push this door open.
She can sleep peacefully.
Tan Bengbeng arranged the sofa, clapped his hands, and turned to walk to the big bed in the room.
Looking up, Tan Bengbeng froze when he saw the man lying on her bed with a lazy posture and mocking eyes staring at her quietly.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask why he was in her room and sleeping on her bed.
After thinking about it, this house is his, and he can sleep wherever he wants.
Instead, she moved the sofa to block the door... He saw it all.
He actually kept silent.
"You are quite strong, but I underestimated you. I shouldn't have asked you what kind of person you like just now. You should have asked if you grew up moving bricks. It's just that you move this sofa to block the door. Who are you planning to block?"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Asked knowingly, who else could there be except him, a rascal who doesn't talk much.
But thinking that he didn't like to listen to the truth, Tan Bengbeng chose to remain silent.
Qi Yan caught a glimpse of her lowering her head, sitting up from the bed, getting into the wheelchair, and walking towards her slowly.
Hearing the sound of the wheelchair sliding towards him, Tan Bengbeng subconsciously wanted to run.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw the door tightly blocked by the sofa.
what is this
Shoot yourself in the foot with a rock...
This night, Tan Bengbeng, who had angered Qi Yan one after another, tasted the most vengeful side of a man.
Until she was so tired that she fell asleep, she didn't even want to understand whether he was really disabled or fake, and why he had endless strength when he got to bed...
She wanted to reach out to touch his legs, but before her hands touched him, her arms had already been clasped by him, she raised her head above her head, and started a new round of conquest.
Until she couldn't take it anymore and passed out in his arms.
Day by day passed.
Tan Bengbeng found that Qi Yan was a little different from what she had imagined.
For example, he looked at Xie Ning casually, but when she pushed him to the medicine garden, she could see his very focused side.