The host is irritable every day

Chapter 26 Tender grass eats old cows (26)

There seems to be nothing wrong with this rhetorical question, but the silence...

Holding the quilt in this position did make my arms sore. The stalemate lasted for no less than 10 minutes. Qi Wan lifted the quilt in her arms and answered the question Jiang Yan asked her before: "Everyone who comes is a guest, so you must treat them well. I'll go Sleep on the couch.”

At the end of her words, she curled up and slipped out from Jiang Yan's armpit.

When he was about to see the light, Jiang Yan lowered one arm, and Qi Wan's nose bumped into his arm unexpectedly, and he bounced back like a spring.

Qi Wan rubbed her nose in confusion, looked at the arms in front of her, then turned her head and glanced at Jiang Yan, who was slowly squatting down.

"???"

"I sleep on the sofa." Putting aside a sentence indifferently, Jiang Yan snatched the quilt from her arms with both hands, and turned away.

Qi Wan was left alone with his face in a daze, and even blinked twice.

嚓?
what's the situation.

She leaned against the wall and stood up straight, leaning her head toward the door.

Even sitting in such a dilapidated rental house, Jiang Yan, who has an aristocratic air, still shines brilliantly, holding a cup to drink water is dignified and elegant.

Sure enough, it is out of the mud but not stained, commonly known on the Internet, with its own "immortal energy".

Qi Wan couldn't help but get closer to this "immortal energy". No, she really had something to say.

After walking out of the room, Qi Wan sat down on the sofa and poured a glass of water, took a small sip, and said nonchalantly: "The bed is made."

Jiang Yan put down his glass and said, "Huh?"

"I changed the sheets inside. You are a guest, and as the owner of the house, I have no reason to let guests sleep on the sofa..." Qi Wan said as he leaned against the back of the soft sofa and picked up the quilt beside him. , legs tightly coiled up.

"Don't argue with me, I love sofas."

Jiang Yan: "..."

Squeezing the faintly painful eyebrows, she pulled the quilt tightly with her fingertips, "Go back to the room, don't make trouble."

Is there any reason to let your girlfriend sleep on the sofa?
"I do not!"

However, Qi Wan didn't listen at all, she bent her head down and buried her in the quilt, using all her strength to wrap the quilt tight so that Jiang Yan wouldn't pull it.

Since you can't sleep together, how can there be any reason to let guests sleep on the sofa?
The two were exhausted like this. During this time, Qi Wan's head buried in the quilt moved slightly, and he secretly glanced at Jiang Yan.

As a result, people have good patience, no matter what troubles arise, they can calm down and sit still.

As time went by, not only was her posture tired, but her eyelids were also sleepy, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she raised her head, and in an instant, Jiang Yan's powerful bent arms wrapped her around her waist and lifted her up, Pick up.

Qi Wan: "?!"

"Jiang Yan, let me down!" The sudden suspension caught her off guard, her legs and feet were struggling subconsciously.

"Just let me down!"

But the man muffled, carried her on his shoulders steadily, and walked towards the room with his feet.

Walking to the head of the bed, Qi Wan was thrown on the soft bed with her arms. Before she could realize what she was going to do, she felt the man leaning over, and the hot breath was getting closer. She immediately closed her eyes. .

quiet--

After about 2 minutes, she still didn't wait for the other party's action, but the good smell sprayed out was always lingering at the tip of her nose.

Qi Wan couldn't stop her heart beating faster, clutching the bed sheet tightly with both hands, and slowly opened one eye tentatively.

"..."

It was Jiang Yan's tall and straight nose, and his thin lips slid over the tip of her nose very lightly, and he put one hand on the side of her head.
Just when Qi Wan thought he was going to give her a kiss, Jiang Yan reached over her head with his other hand and picked up the air conditioner remote control. With a "beep-" sound, Qi Wan's face froze.

Jiang Yan didn't pay much attention to her sudden change of complexion, and easily got up while supporting the bed, and started to adjust the air conditioner to a suitable temperature.

After adjusting it, Qi Wan thoughtfully covered her with the quilt that Qi Wan had already loosened and said in a calm and polite tone: "Go to bed, good night."

A face of integrity.

Qi Wan was speechless and furious, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

In the middle of the night, the lonely man and widow are alone in a room, still on the bed, and they are still boyfriend and girlfriend, does he really not know what to do or is he hanging her on purpose?!

For the latter, she thinks it can basically be ruled out.

When the body is awakened, it can take off into the sky, and when it is not awakened, it can actually land on the ground.

That being the case, she helped him do it!
Qi Wan lifted the quilt, grabbed Jiang Yan's wrist who was about to leave, turned around and pressed him on the bed.

"Since you don't want me to sleep on the sofa, and I don't want you to sleep on the sofa, that's easy, let's sleep on the bed together."

In the end, not only was he not reserved, but he also spoke the truth, and the system CC couldn't stop it after hearing it.

Jiang Yan thought she was joking, except that his face didn't slow down slightly, he frowned, and was not protected by Qi Wan's hand clasped around her waist, afraid that she would fall, "Stop making trouble." .”

There was a hint of softness in the hoarse voice.

The breath is not smooth, and it cannot be moved.

Jiang Yan's unresponsive appearance really made her cranky!
She pursed her lips, as if she was holding her breath and swallowing it in her stomach. She let go, turned over and sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, Qi Wan angrily walked into the toilet and closed the door forcefully.

Love to sleep or not to sleep.

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The next day, the sky turned pale, and the morning sun opened the curtain of the morning, and the first ray of sunlight shone on Qi Wan's beautiful eyes through the gap between the undrawn curtains.

Under the inexplicable light, Qi Wan slowly opened his eyes.

I go.

She squinted her eyes, and then turned over and covered her face with the quilt. Good guy, neither of the two flashlights can withstand the natural strong golden light.

The original owner's sleep quality has always been poor, probably because of his previous depression. He didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock at night. He wanted to sleep in the morning but had to go to work. Over time, he developed the habit of getting up early and being greedy at night. Once he woke up, he could never go back to sleep quietly. Habit.

Being the host of this fast travel is really fucking tiring, I can't be myself.

Restricted by the physical fitness of the original owner, Qi Wan rubbed his painful temples and sat up. His fox eyes, which were used to being upturned and charming, became wilted.

He was almost dragging his feet, his eyelids were drooping when he was brushing his teeth in front of the sink, his body was soft and boneless leaning against the wall for support, and finally he felt a little refreshed by the splashes of cold water on his face.

Simply tidy up some beds, and soon, Qi Wan tied a high ponytail, applied a layer of makeup cream on her face, and applied a thin layer of gentle bean paste lip glaze on her lips. She was wearing a light pink tie-cut shirt and straight-leg jeans. Turn off the air conditioner, open the door, and walk out of the unheated living room with the cool air.

The quilt on the sofa was neatly folded, and the used disposable paper cups on the coffee table last night were also cleaned up.

There was no sign of anyone, but the small and closed kitchen made slight noises from time to time.

As soon as he approached the kitchen door, he could see a tall figure indistinctly busy inside on the frosted surface, and the tangy aroma came out from the gap by the door.

Um, the taste of seafood porridge.

(End of this chapter)