Chapter 104 (2/2)

”I'm sorry.” Zheng Quzhi scratched his painful head, and just wanted to say something, he saw Wei Yan throw a familiar thin blanket to him.

”Covered at night.” It was an unquestionable tone. As soon as Wei Yan finished speaking, she turned and took the clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

Zheng Quzhi exclaimed and stopped him. Looking down at the clothes he was holding in his hand, he said earnestly, ”Mr. Wei, you should wear comfortable clothes at night. You can't use these clothes to sleep at night.”

Then he walked S-shaped to get his suitcase, found a set of pajamas, and then went back to Wei Yan and put the clothes on him: ”I hurt you. This suit is for you.”

Wei Yan's face was stunned. She opened her mouth but didn't speak. She looked down at Zheng Quzhi's clothes. Her throat moved. Finally, she nodded heavily: ”OK.”

Words, flash into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of the water, Zheng Quzhi took the sobering medicine and sat on the bed waiting for a moment. In the end, however, he could not resist the sleepiness, and he fell asleep.

***

the next day, Zheng Quzhi woke up early.

As soon as he moved, he felt a little strange. His body suddenly became stiff. As expected, he found that his whole body was in Wei Yan's arms, and he still held Wei Yan's waist tightly???

Aware of this, Zheng Quzhi quickly released his hand and moved to the side. Clinker, this bed is not big, he this move, caught off guard will fall down.

Then a strong hand attached to his waist pulled him back again. For a moment, he threw himself into Wei Yan's arms and was hit by Wei Yan's breath.”Mr. Wei...” Zheng Quzhi was busy making money. After sitting up, he looked down at Wei Yan. Seeing Wei Yan wearing a familiar pajamas, Zheng Quzhi suddenly widened his eyes.

His pajamas are just loose T-shirts. They are more comfortable to wear. His loose white T-shirt doesn't look very loose on Wei Yan's body, it just shows one side of the clavicle.

Zheng Quzhi moved his eyes away from his eyes. He had a headache and recalled it carefully. He caught some vague memories. Suddenly he heard something. He was busy and lowered his head.

Sure enough, the wound on Wei Yan's forehead is still there. It's scabby. It's obvious.

”Mr. Wei!” He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. His face was tense: ”here you are...”

The voice did not fall was interrupted by Wei Yan: ”unimpeded.”

With that, Wei Yan got up. The hair along the head of a few hair, with that beautiful face, looking very silly. Zheng Quzhi swallows saliva, did not say that sentence, but looked at the empty bed next to his eyes and said, ”how did we roll to a bed?”

Wei Yan's face was stiff, and she quickly reacted to it and said, ”it's you who are crazy about wine. Don't let me go.”

Zheng Quzhi was shocked: ”really?”

Wei Yan's face did not change, but also heavily nodded: ”well.”

***After brushing his teeth, Zheng Quzhi looked hopelessly at himself in the mirror, some of whom wanted to hit the wall.

Can this ghost look still be made up?!!

All of a sudden, Zheng Quzhi's eyes were frozen. He could not help but approach the mirror. He stretched out his empty hand and pulled down his collar slightly to reveal his clavicle.