Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

The light in the study room was not turned on, and the light was a little dark. Occasionally, the light of fireworks would flash by the window, shining on Zhan Heyan's face against his cold and stern eyes, but it was a bit strangely alluring.

Qiao Yiqiao happened to see Zhan Heyan like this when he came in, and was a little lost for a while.

"why are not you sleeping?"

Zhan Heyan knew that Qiao Yiqiao was the only one who could and would come in now, but he was a little unclear why she stood in the dark for so long without moving.

Qiao Yiqiao was awakened by his voice, her face was flushed, but luckily she was not found in the dark, she touched her hot cheek with her hand, and cursed in her heart that she would be tempted by beauty, but her steps were slow Tun Tun walked over.

"I can't sleep, you didn't go back."

There was some grievance in Qiao Yiqiao's voice, and he moved to Zhan Heyan's side, and he finally saw her face clearly, pursing his lips slightly, as if he was accusing.

His frown suddenly relaxed, and the depression just now gradually disappeared. He stroked her hair and comforted her: "I was planning to go back and you came."

fraud!

Qiao Yiqiao hummed softly in her heart, how could it be possible, if she didn't come, he probably wouldn't come back until next year.

"Okay, then I'll spare you for now, let's go back to sleep, I can't sleep well without you by my side."

She stretched out her hand to wrap his arms around him, coquettishly, her voice was soft and waxy, and the intoxicating coquettishness in her voice, deliberately lowered, made Zhan Heyan's heart tremble.

it is good.

Then, that night, Qiao Yiqiao had no chance to speak, and he swallowed everything between his lips and teeth.

In the morning of the first day of junior high school, it is an inherent custom in Tong City to get up before seven o'clock. In fact, it has been passed down for so many years, and many young people have long forgotten these traditions, but in front of the elderly, these traditions are particularly important.

Early in the morning, Qiao Yiqiao dragged his "sick body" shivering, got out of bed, looked at Zhan Heyan who was still sleeping soundly beside him, and gave him a hard look.

After putting on his clothes with difficulty, his hands were already too cold to look like, and then he put them on his neck

"Jojo!"

Qiao Yiqiao trembled in fright, and stretched her hand in. Under the icy stimulation, Zhan Heyan finally opened his eyes, and saw someone beside the bed triumphantly pranking him successfully. He wanted to speak, but was caught by her righteousness. I got blocked and went back, forget it, it was too much last night.

He accepts punishment!
"Why! Call me useful?"

Qiao Yiqiao glared at him fiercely, and his hands were even more messy, shuttling back and forth on his back, the coldness just now was gone, and now Zhan Heyan only felt a soft hand scratching his hard back However, it caused a series of tremors.

His eyes darkened, and the moment Qiao Yiqiao sensed the danger, he stretched out his hand and yanked her down, pressing her down.

"Jojo, do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Zhan Heyan's voice was low and slightly hoarse, she was too familiar with this tone, she could only hear such a seductive voice in the environment last night.

However, she still has back pain!

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Qiao Yiqiao screamed and wanted to push him away, but the person attached to it was like steel, and she couldn't let him move away no matter what, she could only soften her voice and beg for mercy carefully: "Uncle, I was wrong, really Yes, I shouldn't bully you like this, please forgive me!"

Such a voice seemed to have poured gasoline on the fire in Zhan Heyan's heart, and the fire became more and more intense.

"Young Master Zhan, Young Madam, are you awake? It's time for breakfast."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and the regular sound made Qiao Yiqiao couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It's really too timely to add chicken legs to that little girl in a while.

Zhan Heyan's whole body stiffened.

"We should go down!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yiqiao took advantage of his dazed time to quickly get out of his arms, turned around and entered the cloakroom.

After a while, Qiao Yiqiao came out with a full set of clothes on his face full of joy.

"New year, new weather, I hope you live younger and younger, so let's wear couple outfits today."

A white sweater dazzled the eyes of Zhan Heyan who had just come out of the bathroom, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Don't wear it!"

He has never tried the sweater and jeans style since he was 15 years old. Even if he is casual, it is still a casual suit or jacket. Where does this kind of thing appear?

"no!"

Qiao Yiqiao was resolute and refused forcefully: "You, if you don't wear it, people will think you are my uncle when you go out."

it's my uncle...

These four words seemed to be equipped with an engine, and they kept circulating in his mind, and the sound became louder and louder.

His face darkened.

Qiao Yiqiao realized that the danger was approaching, and was about to return to the cloakroom, when someone shackled him and pressed his hands on the glass of the cloakroom.

"uncle?"

Zhan Heyan spoke viciously, and the voice of gnashing his teeth made Qiao Yiqiao shiver uncontrollably, and his speech was a little awkward.

"I, I was talking nonsense, hehe, talking nonsense!" She smiled dryly and tried to get away with it, but failed.

A demonic voice rang in my ears: "Tonight, I will let you know whether I am your uncle or your brother!"

No!Qiao Yiqiao shook his head frantically, but still failed to change Zhan Heyan's mind.

Seeing the figure of Zhan Heyan pushing her away and walking into the cloakroom, her heart trembled, she threw herself on the bed, and scratched her hair irritably, what should I do?It was just a little joke yesterday, my back was sore and my legs were cramping, what if I did it again tonight?Is she still alive?
Will someone tell you not to overdo it early the next morning?

so annoying!
A soft sound came from Qiao Yiqiao's ears, but at this moment she just wanted to lie on the bed and recharge her energy, and there was no possibility of going back on what Zhan Heyan said.

"Let's go!"

Zhan Heyan stood in front of her with a clean body, looked at her sluggishness facing the ceiling, and smiled softly.

Qiao Yiqiao, who didn't want to leave, slowly turned her gaze, and when she reached Zhan Heyan, she became even more dazed. She never expected that Zhan Heyan was actually wearing a sweater and jeans.

"How do you..."

She got up from the bed and was a little surprised. Although Zhan Heyan is 30 years old, he is well maintained, and his skin is smooth/tender. Sometimes even a woman like her is jealous. Zhan Heyan in a suit is 30 years old. I can barely believe it at the age of [-], but wearing a sweater means walking in the ranks of college students. People will only think that this is a freshman who has just entered college, and there will be no sense of disobedience.

"go!"

Zhan Heyan coughed in embarrassment, took her hand and walked towards the door to cover up his unnaturalness, but the stiff steps and the strength on his wrist still made Qiao Yiqiao feel his inner struggle.

Feeling the uncontrollable smile from the corner of Qiao Yiqiao's mouth, he shook his head helplessly. He planned to come out in casual clothes just now, but after he changed, he saw the sweater next to him and thought of the 30-year-old again. Uncomfortable, finally, finally, he changed into a sweater by accident.

After going downstairs, the living room was already full of people, Zhan Yulin's family sat on the sofa in an orderly manner, but it was obvious that the momentum was different from yesterday.

Qiao Yiqiao knows that after yesterday, the struggle of the Zhan family will start again
After everyone had their breakfast in peace, Zhan Heyan greeted the old lady and returned to the study.

"This is the warrior."

Chinese New Year is just a day of superficial peace.

Qiao Yiqiao understood what she meant, and leaned on his shoulder to comfort him silently.

"If mom calls you these days, don't answer!"

Zhan Heyan remembered something, raised his head and looked at her solemnly.

It's not that Qiao Yiqiao shouldn't know about this, he's just worried that Qiao Yiqiao will be sad.

Qiao Yiqiao was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, she nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."

Don't talk about it, just pretend that you don't know about it.

The two of them stayed in the study room from eight o'clock until one o'clock, and they didn't go downstairs until they heard that Qin Shumeng had come.

The old lady was sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala that she hadn't finished last night. Qin Shumeng next to her must have just arrived and hadn't had time to take off her coat. She sat beside her smiling and talking.

"Jojo."

Qin Shumeng was the first to see Qiao Yiqiao, and waved at her excitedly. Then, when she saw that the cold-faced Hades was beside her, she quickly shrank her neck and forced a smile.

Qiao Yiqiao shook off Zhan Heyan, walked over quickly, sat on the other side of the old lady, took the old lady's arm with her hand naturally, and asked in a friendly tone: "Why are you here now? I thought you were at ten o'clock How long will it be?"

of course not!

Thinking of the mess at home, Qin Shumeng suppressed her smile and said, "I'm thinking of coming here to have a meal in the evening!"

Qiao Yiqiao rolled his eyes and handed it over: "Can I miss you a meal?"

Qin Shumeng twisted her body arrogantly, turned her head to look at the TV, but there was no sound.

The old lady in the middle listened to the bickering between the two, and said with a smile: "You guys, if you have time, Shumeng can stay in the old house for a few more days, and also accompany me, the old lady."

Qin Shumeng's body stiffened, feeling a little troubled, she smiled, and secretly turned her gaze to Qiao Yiqiao for help.

Qiao Yiqiao shrugged her shoulders, expressing that she was helpless, but she tried her best to sell Qin Shumeng: "Shumeng has time recently, so it's not bad to let her accompany you, she likes to play around most, so you won't be lonely anymore. "

After saying this, Qin Shumeng immediately handed it over, but received the cold look from Zhan Heyan, who was drinking tea not far away. The two auras were incomparable at all, and Qin Shumeng quickly stepped back.

"That's fine, as long as my great-grandmother doesn't dislike me!" Qin Shumeng tried hard to make her words sound less forced, and her voice became sweeter.

The old lady was amused by the skit and laughed. She didn't observe her emotions, but took the time to give her a look and patted her hand, then continued watching the TV series, leaving Qin Shumeng depressed alone.