The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

After speaking, he looked at Zheng Quzhi a few times: "What did you do last night? I don't think you look good, and what's the matter with your neck?"

Zheng Quzhi's neck has been simply treated and put on a few band-aids. Although it looks weird, the effect is not bad.

"Fuck! Don't mention it!" Zheng Quzhi panicked when he mentioned it, "I'm back! Don't go out for the **** night! Honestly stay in the room!"

Lian Liankan: "Hey, how many times do you want me to warn! Less **** swearing..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Quzhi's figure disappeared.

Lian Liankan kept silent, cursing: "Fuck!"

***

The next day, Zheng Quzhi woke up early in the morning.

When he opened his eyes, the goal was Wei Yan's white and tender skin. He thought in a daze that Cai Qian always said that he had a little white face. In fact, Wei Yan was quite white, right?

The two didn't know why they slept together again, Zheng Quzhi flicked slightly, and took his long hands and feet from Wei Yan.

"Wake up?" He was taking the last hand back, suddenly a cool breath sprayed from his neck. Unexpectedly, it didn't make him feel any gloomy, it was just itchy, with a touch of charm.

He bowed his head and met Wei Yan's eyes.

"Well, isn't it too much today? Get up early and finish it early." He laughed dryly.

"Yeah." Wei Yan responded, but didn't make any move to get up.

The two were still very close, and Wei Yan took a greedy breath, then slowly turned over and turned his back to Zheng Quzhi.

This was the first time Wei Yan was lying on his side in front of Zheng Quzhi. Zheng Quzhi looked at Wei Yan's back for a long time, not knowing what this meant.

Don't want to see him?

Don't want to go to the bed with him? ?

Don't want to stay with him? ? ?

There was some irritation in his heart, and his face suddenly sank when he was a little angry. In fact, in front of Wei Yan, he had already suppressed his emotions, and he had always been a good-tempered image.

I don't know if it is because of the familiarity or what, but now I feel a bit unable to pretend.

He opened his face calmly, got out of bed and washed.

On the other side, Wei Yan's face was pale, and a faint bluish gray appeared on her fair face. Sweat came out constantly, he took a few deep breaths and his eyes were red.

After a long time, he got out of bed, found a medicine bottle from the box he had brought, poured out a black pill, and swallowed it.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, I saw Wei Yan kneeling halfway on the ground, even his back revealed a bit fragile. The little awkwardness of Zheng Quzhi immediately disappeared, and he rushed over nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." With sweat on Wei Yan's face, he stood up with Zheng Quzhi's hand and asked casually, "Who gave the litchi yesterday?"

Zheng Quzhi felt tight, could it be that yesterday's litchi had a problem? Thinking of this, there was a cold sweat on his back, and he explained in a flustered manner: "It was sent by Aunt Lien. I love to eat lychees. As long as there is lychee, he will give me half of it..."

"Don't worry." Wei Yan interrupted him and said warmly: "I don't doubt Lian Liankan, but I don't think it was the right time for the lychee to be delivered. Go and ask where the lychee came from."

"Yeah." Seeing that Wei Yan didn't doubt Lian Liankan, Zheng Quzhi's heart relaxed. He realized that he and Wei Yan were a little close, and stepped back hurriedly, "Then I asked him when we went to the hospital. ask him."

Seeing Zheng Quzhi's movements, Wei Yan flashed an unhappiness in his eyes, without showing any signs on his face, but said: "I will accompany you to the hospital. After going to the hospital, I will find the passbook."

This is the arrangement for today's itinerary?

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied neatly: "Yes."

At breakfast, Zheng Quzhi asked Lian Liankan.

Lian Liankan heard this and was stunned for a few seconds: "The lychee was given by the director. He said that he bought too much when he visited Lin Niansi. Lin Niansi didn't like to eat lychee, so he brought it back. I just met, Give me all the lychees."

Seeing that Zheng Quzhi's expression was wrong, even Lian Kan was even more puzzled: "What's wrong? Are you not your favorite to eat lychees? Is it possible that those lychees are a problem? All the lychees you gave me went into my stomach, so there is no problem?"

This series of questions made Zheng Quzhi's head hurt again, and he groaned slightly. He covered his head and said in annoyance: "It's nothing, just wondering how you can buy lychees properly."

And it was delivered early in the morning.

Listening to Luo Xintong, the lychees were delivered at 7:30 in the morning. He saw that it was Lian Kan, so he didn't show up. But I didn't expect this bag of lychees to make my husband feel uncomfortable.

Speaking of Zheng Quzhi, he was a little surprised. Wei Yan was allergic to lychees. No one knew except himself.

Does Wei Yan trust herself like this?

"Qu Zhi! Zheng Quzhi!" Seeing the people around him distracted, Lian Kan rolled his eyes, "What's the matter with you now? I'm absent-minded every day. I'm wronged with you, right?"

"Fuck!" Zheng Quzhi kicked over, took two buns and went straight back to the room.

Seeing Wei Yan still sitting in the room, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly leaned over and handed him a bun, and said, "Aunt Lian said that the lychee was given to him by Fan."

Wei Yan looked down at the steamed bun Zheng Quzhi handed over. After a few moments, he slowly stretched out his hand to take it. He squeezed the steamed bun and didn't eat it. His eyes moved slightly.

"Wei Yan, do you think Fan Dao and Fan Da are brothers?" Zheng Quzhi expressed his thoughts along the way: "Look, both of them are surnamed Fan, maybe they are brothers!"

As soon as he raised his head, seeing Wei Yan still staring at the bun, he suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to get the bun back: "What's so good about a bun, it's not poisoned..."

Before touching the bun, Wei Yan raised his hand, lowered his head and ate the bun, and said, "It tastes good."

Zheng Quzhi retracted his hand, not paying too much attention to what he said just now: "How come Brother Cai and the others can't come? They have to investigate and investigate the guide, maybe there is a big conspiracy here!"

"You think too much." Wei Yan lowered his head and seriously ate the buns he was holding. Fan Jin had sought out Wei Zhai to expel the dirty stuff before. His background information had long been investigated by Qi Yue, and it was clear to him for three generations. There is no relationship at all.

Otherwise, I wouldn't come to Wei's house when I met dirty things, and I should have looked for Fan Da.

After getting an answer, Zheng Quzhi stayed silent for a long time before speaking again: "Oh, all right."

The room became quiet again, and soon there was a knock on the door and Cai Yuan’s loud voice: "Sir! Sir!"

Wei Yan swallowed the last bite of the bun slowly, took a paper towel and wiped the corner of his mouth, then raised his eyes to look at the door, and said coldly, "Enter."