Don't slag me, it doesn't work

Chapter 33

Su Xingle's foot stopped, a little surprised, when he looked back, he happened to meet Qin Ye's gaze.

The other people had subtle expressions on the side, one or two glanced at Su Xingle——

Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree.

Su Xingle hasn't let his hair down recently. Messy and clean go hand in hand, and his appearance and temperament have been enhanced. He walked back with some expectation in his heart, took a casual glance outside the house, and closed the door behind him.

Not targeting anyone, I just want to say that everyone outside the door is hot chicken.

Su Xingle walked slowly to Qin Ye's side after finishing this matter, not very enthusiastic, and his mouth was still quite flat:

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

It's not that he doesn't have any thoughts about Qin Ye, it's just that he is more clear-headed and knows that it's useless to rush to show favors, and it's better to stop quietly than to take the initiative to flirt.

Su Xingle was there full of curiosity, waiting for Qin Ye to speak. He had a lot of ideas, but he missed the last one.

Qin Ye: "She's not feeling well, I don't understand, come here."

"..." I don't want to come.

Hang Liu, who was behind Qin Ye, was nestled on the bed, and was taken aback for a moment after hearing this. She was unhappy because Su Xingle was left behind, but now she almost smiled, and lifted her chin at him triumphantly.

See, he asked you to come in because of me, don't think too much.

Su Xingle was already a little mournful, but now he was more sluggish, said "Oh" coldly, and took two steps towards Hangliu.

Probably the "rivals in love" were extremely jealous when they met each other, they used their eyes to solo when they looked at each other, and there was no reason for so.

Knowing how to see a doctor means showing it to the patient. His movements are very casual and his attitude is very perfunctory.

"There's no big problem, it's very good." Su Xingle said this meaningfully and glanced at Qin Ye, intentionally or unintentionally, a little sour, "You don't have to worry too much."

Qin Ye sat on one side from the beginning to the end, he lowered his eyes to himself, and his posture was somewhat relaxed.I didn't care about the swords and swords between them at all.

After hearing Su Xingle's words, he slowly raised his eyes and looked over, his voice was calm and calm:

"What am I worried about?"

"What do you think, didn't you stop me because you were afraid that something might happen to her?"

Qin Ye didn't appreciate the words carefully, and didn't hear the little emotions inside. He stretched his legs forward slightly, adjusted his posture, and replied:

"No, I just want to sleep peacefully at night."

After hearing this, Su Xingle raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, turned his eyes to Hang Liu, and returned the same eyes just now.

See, don't think too much about it.

Hang Liu: ... angry.

The three of them were in the room, and they looked at each other frequently, but there was no gunfire between them. Qin Ye seemed to stay out of it, but after staying for a long time, he also felt something was wrong, and looked back and forth between the two:

"You guys, what do you want to chat privately? I'll go out and make room for you."

……

As soon as Qin Ye said this, the two people who were hostile to each other turned their eyes to Qin Ye, and almost said in unison:

"No, no need."

Just as Qin Ye was about to stand up, he was suddenly called to stop, paused, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

I don't understand, it took almost 10 minutes to look at each other affectionately, and he was sitting like a 200w.

After Su Xingle rejected Qin Zhinan's kind suggestion, he didn't use any tricks to find a way to stay, but turned around and went to the door neatly.

He paused there briefly for half a second, clasped his palms together, and looked sideways at Qin Ye.

"I still have a few cigarettes here. It's boring to smoke alone. If you are idle and bored, come to me." After saying this, Su Xingle glanced at Hangliu, "We have an appointment outside. After all, there are patients here. body."

Su Xingle's sentence or two can be said to be well-founded, and it is just right to win over and exclude others.

For Qin Ye, these words are obviously more attractive than any nice sweet words.

He looked sideways at Su Xingle and smiled, "Okay."

Hang Liu watched this wave of operations, and the Lingtai was suddenly clear. He had recently gone the wrong way, and this one didn't follow his own way at all. Looking back now, he looked like a messy troublemaker.

In the end, it was too hasty. Hang Liu was different from those people. She didn't have enough time. Qin Ye was the only life-saving straw. .

The one with pigtails left, and gave them a soft closing sound.

As soon as he turned around outside the door, he saw [-] squatting against the wall beside him.

Several pairs of eyes met each other awkwardly, and the air stagnated.

Su Xingle made a lip shape and asked breathlessly: "...What are you doing?"

Curly was silent for a while, and as a representative of squatting in the corner, he followed his example and replied:

"Investigate the enemy's situation."

"..."

Hang Liu in the room has already decided to make a change. She still has one night left, if she doesn't succeed, she will be benevolent. If she can't get rid of Qin Ye, she will die.

After Qin Ye sent Su Xingle away, he was still in that position, without any intention of moving.

The room was quiet and silent. Hang Liu reached out and took the bento box, opened it and stared at it for a while, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Not far away, Qin Ye looked at her and said:

"What are you doing?"

Hang Liu looked up at him, "I'll take it for you."

"No, just lie back."

"I have no appetite, and I won't live long anyway. It doesn't matter if I have one more meal or one less meal."

After Hang Liu finished speaking, he paused, "Don't be hungry."

Her feet were a bit unsteady on the ground, Qin Ye wanted to give her a hand, but sister Daiyu loosened her hands for some reason or not, and the bento box fell from her hands, staining herself all over.

"...I don't have much strength, I'm sorry for making it like this."

Hang Liu thought that Qin Ye would say some accusations, after all, this person has a bad temper, but the other party didn't say a word, just pressed her shoulders and pushed her back to the bed to sit, then squatted down with something, silently Silently cleaned up the floor.

His rare good-tempered response gave Hang Liu some hope, and she asked with some expectation:

"Do you think I'm a little annoying?"

"No."

Hang Liu was startled, and before he had time to be happy, he heard Qin Ye bluntly continue:

"Tell the truth more than a little."

"..."

After finishing these things, he got up and looked at Hang Liu's clothes:

"It's up to you."

Hang Liu didn't say no, and didn't use this as an excuse to piss her off. She just acquiesced silently, stood up with difficulty on the bed, took a change of clothes, and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

Compared with before, she was suddenly different, and she didn't ask Qin Ye for help, and walked with difficulty, Qin Ye looked at the thin figure behind her, still standing indifferently, feeling a little cold-blooded for the first time.

In fact, Hang Liu was not too weak to be able to walk, but she acted as she wanted, and when the door of the bathroom room was closed, she put her ears on it.

She listened for a while, but there seemed to be no one outside the house.

A few minutes later, she took a shower. She thought a lot when the water splashed down, and also guessed what Qin Ye was doing right now, but she obviously couldn't guess.

After taking a shower, Hang Liu put on her clothes, and didn't go out immediately. She stood in the bathroom and swept around, took a heavy object from the bottle, lifted it high, fell heavily, and lowered herself to the ground with a voice. take a ride.

The thing landed and rolled in a circle, and the noise it made was not particularly loud, but it was very prominent in this quiet place.

Hang Liu closed her eyes on the ground and lay down for a long time pretending to faint. The ground was cold, and she was also cold. After waiting for a minute, two minutes, three, four, five minutes, her heart also completely cooled down.

She couldn't figure it out. No matter how hard one's heart is, it depends on the situation. How could Qin Ye do this?

Hang Liu sat up a little self-contained, put the smashed things back, sighed with loss, turned his hand and gently opened the door.

The room was silent, she glanced at it, and was taken aback.

There was a bowl of porridge on the small table, it was light and clean.

The window was pushed open a little, the wind blew the curtains and shone some light, Qin Ye sat on the chair, the moonlight cast a nice line on the profile of his face, his head was slightly drooping, one hand folded, eyes closed and he was sleeping .

This picture really hits the heart.

Hang Liu stood for a long while, looked at it for a long time, probably the atmosphere was too good, she suddenly felt that this is also very good, and it is good to be defeated by this person.

In the silence, she leaned over slowly, squatted down beside Qin Ye, and tried to hook his finger with one hand holding his face and the other. Qin Ye must have fallen into a deep sleep and didn't hear those movements, and he still didn't wake up after his index finger was raised by a certain amount.

"Qin Ye, do you want to take a look at me, I'm afraid you won't be able to see me in a while."

Qin Ye didn't open his eyes, and his eyelashes moved slightly. Hang Liu didn't pay attention to it before, but now he got closer to find that his brows were deeply wrinkled.

"What sad dream did you have?"

Hang Liu talked to himself, making an inch of progress, fingertips to fingertips, gently upward, and the next second was a gesture of interlocking fingers.

"Your hands are quite cold, similar to mine. If you are unhappy for a while, let me hold you while you are in danger."

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Qin Ye woke up.

Hang Liu met those eyes, was startled, let go of his hands and stood up, and took half a step back.

Qin Ye hadn't woken up yet, he seemed to be having some kind of nightmare, and there was blood and murderous intent in his eyes, Hang Liu was stung by that look, as if his throat was being strangled, and even his breathing stopped.

This point of confusion started to get strong, and she walked fast. In less than half a second, Qin Ye had already come out of the chaos, but Hang Liu walked back again and again because of her panic. Knocked down the bowl of porridge.

With a crisp sound of "clang", the porcelain bowl fell into several pieces, and she also lost her center of gravity. She didn't even have time to exclaim, and she was about to fall onto the mess.

Qin Ye didn't think much, stood up and took a step, reached out to grab her wrist and pulled it back.

Hang Liu knew that Qin Ye was trying to bring her out of danger, but as far as she was concerned, this pulling directly pulled her into a situation where she would never be able to recover.

Because he just woke up, Qin Ye's hands and feet were still a little stiff, and he couldn't stand still when the incident happened suddenly, so he had to hold Hang Liu's shoulders and fall to the side together.

As soon as the two fell down, Qin Ye supported the ground with his palms as a cushion, and fell on his back.

The room was silent again, they were lying there up and down, Hang Liu had just taken a bath, and there was a scent on her body, Qin Ye came back slowly, without touching her, just said in a deep voice:

"Okay, get up."

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