The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Wei Yan is already accustomed to being upright, why does he want to hook someone's shoulders familiarly?

Wei Yan was originally strong, and he didn't seem to like Lian Kan very much. Even Lian Kan would inevitably be angry when he saw the drunk. It is understandable that this energy is a little stronger.

In addition, Wei Yan saw that he came from a wealthy family, and he should have never been yelled at in his life, but he just...

Thinking of this, before leaving, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly went to pack a bowl of dumplings with a guilty conscience, and hurried to Wei Yan's room while he was steaming.

KOKOKO——

A little nervously knocked on the door, Zheng Quzhi held his breath, thinking that he had never been so nervous to meet the goddess secretly when he was a child.

After knocking for a long time without hearing anything inside, Zheng Quzhi became more anxious and twisted the doorknob. The door was actually unlocked. Realizing this, Zheng Quzhi was relieved.

This means there is still salvation, right?

If Wei Yan really didn't want to talk to him, he would lock the door so he could not enter.

The more he pondered Zheng Quzhi, the more he felt that Wei Yan had calmed down. He gently pushed open the door of Wei Yan's room, and Zheng Quzhi poked his head in. It was quiet inside, nothing happened.

He simply entered the room and closed the door. Zheng Quzhi whispered, "Mr. Wei?"

At a glance, I saw a square block on the bed. Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth, put the dumplings aside, and walked towards the bed.

Wei Yan closed his eyes, quietly, his handsome face carried the peace that he didn't have when he was awake, so he looked like a dead body.

"Wei Yan, don't you eat dinner?" Zheng Quzhi squatted by the bed and carefully pulled Wei Yan's quilt.

The other party did not move.

"It's not good for your stomach to skip meals. Why don't you get up and eat a little bit?" Zheng Quzhi increased the volume a little, and put his hand directly into the quilt and poked Wei Yan's arm.

Still nothing happened.

Zheng Quzhi frowned. It stands to reason that a vigilant person like Wei Yan would wake up if there is a disturbance around him? Why haven't you heard anything after calling for a long time? ?

Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi was a little uneasy. He stood up and shook Wei Yan's shoulders, "Wei Yan! Wei Yan!"

After getting no response, Zheng Quzhi's brain went blank for a moment. Afterwards, he subconsciously put his hand on the tip of Wei Yan's nose, felt a slight relief after breathing, and put his hand on Wei Yan's forehead.

A piece of cold, as usual.

That is how the matter? Zheng Quzhi became more and more uneasy. He quickly took out his mobile phone and called Qi Ye. As soon as he was connected, he quickly said: "Brother Qi, Mr. Wei fainted! What should I do? Send to the hospital?"

The other side was quiet for a moment, and hesitated: "Did you faint?"

"Yes, lying on the bed, I can't wake up no matter what you call!" Zheng Quzhi nodded.

Hearing this, Qi Xu's voice returned to its original state: "Oh, that's it, that's okay."

"It's okay?" Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened: "No one can wake up and it's okay? What if you die suddenly?!!!"

"This is our husband's habit." Qi Xie smiled gleefully: "You just make our husband upset at the first sight? Our husband has a habit, he likes to sleep when he gets angry, or the kind of people who can't wake up. Sleep."

"What kind of ghost addiction!" Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth, and his heart fell back.

"Alright, please trouble Master Zheng to take care of our sleeping beauty!" Qi Yue hung up the phone with a smile.

Next to him, Cai Qian's face was dark and gloomy: "Did Zheng Quzhi upset our husband?"

"What do you idiot know?" Qi Xie squinted over and said, "This is fun. Don't interfere with Mr. Zheng and Quzhi."

Cai Qian: "..."

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sleeping Beauty……

Zheng Quzhi leaned on the bed and sat on the ground, his face speechless. When you get angry, you sleep as heavy as a pig, and you can't bark. How does this kind of ghost addiction come about?

Is he a tortoise? Want to indent in the shell? Can everything be solved after sleeping? ? ?

The more he thought about it, Zheng Quzhi felt that the more he wanted to pick up Wei Yan and scold him. Don't **** know when to wake up? I will start shooting tomorrow morning! Could you **** fall asleep on the show?

"Hey! Mr. Wei! Brother Wei! Brother Wei!" Zheng Quzhi turned his head and glared at Wei Yan: "If you don't wake up, I will call the police!"

Staring at Wei Yan for a moment, Zheng Quzhi scolded and got up from the ground to help Wei Yan tuck the quilt, bend down and continue to stare at him: "What happened today is that I am not right. You hurry up and I will apologize."

After looking at Wei Yan's face for a moment, Zheng Quzhi felt helpless for the first time. He really had nothing to do with Wei Yan, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't yell, he couldn't yell, he just wanted to hold him in his palm and shout baby.

The dumplings were already rotten, and Zheng Quzhi was too lazy to take care of it, and he didn't dare to leave, his face was desperate. If Wei Yan does not wake up tomorrow, will the show crew be so angry?

Finally, Zheng Quzhi went back to his room and took a shower, and then went to Wei Yan's room again. Seeing that he was still asleep, Zheng Quzhi didn't feel much ups and downs in his heart. He found a place in Wei Yan's bed to lie down and fell asleep directly.

He didn't believe that Wei Yan could really sleep for that long. As long as Wei Yan wakes up, he will immediately hold his thigh and apologize! What dignity is not dignified, is it important to have him record the show? Nothing can stop him from rising in the entertainment industry!

It's a pity that Zheng Quzhi slept like a pig all night, never waking up once.

The next day I was woken up by my alarm clock, at six ten ten, and the sky outside was still dark. Because he wants to record the show, he must get up in advance to prepare.

I reached out dazedly to reach for the phone. Before I reached it, I noticed that the people around me moved. Then I heard the sound of the alarm clock, and the room became quiet again. I could hear the patter of rain outside.

Zheng Quzhi was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then looked up.

I don’t know how the two people’s postures became so close. Wei Yan, who was lying on his side, was facing him, but he was completely nestled in Wei Yan’s arms, and his hands seemed to hug Wei. Wei Yan's breath was full of the good smell of Wei Yan's waist.

With a sharp spirit, Zheng Quzhi's sleepiness instantly dissipated, and he quickly let go of Wei Yan, with a hoarse voice that just got up: "Good morning, are you awake?"

Wei Yan Liangliang glanced at him and got out of bed to change clothes.

Seeing that Wei Yan was still ignoring himself, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly caught up to hold Wei Yan: "What happened yesterday was that I was wrong, so don't be angry."

"What's wrong with you?" Wei Yan said calmly, slowly pulling his clothes back from Zheng Quzhi's hands, "You don't know why I am angry, so why apologize."

"No matter why you are angry, it is all my fault." Zheng Quzhi bit his head and said every word.