Professional dismantling

Zhao Yao got out of the car with some awkwardness. The car probably drove for less than half an hour, turning corners and braking suddenly, making him sit on a chair as if he was being tortured. Throat.

Zhao Yao stood in a square that he felt very strange yesterday, but his mood today is a little different from yesterday. Yesterday he was a little scared in panic, and a little helpless in fear. Now that he has a plan and a direction in his heart, he suddenly feels that these ancient The Romanesque architecture looks pretty good too, just treat it as a tourist.

When he was about to go in, Cao Wenjun lightly bumped his shoulder, and he turned his head in surprise.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see Qin Yin yesterday?" He grumbled backwards, "Hey, it's just right."

Zhao Yao looked in the direction of his chin. He was wearing a well-tailored plain knit dark-color striped suit, which complimented the man's height, long legs, and slightly wide shoulders. It looked like he was a regular gym-goer. Thin undressed and fleshy good figure.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his left hand was loosely held by his equally tall female companion. With his head slightly lowered, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised and he whispered to the person beside him.

As if feeling something, the man suddenly turned his head and looked towards him.

When his dark and deep eyes swept over Zhao Yao, he almost whistled to the sky.

In their circle, a figure like this alone is already considered as hot with bare hands, not to mention such a handsome face.

If such a person can be suppressed, Zhao Yao thought to himself, that feeling of conquest...Thinking about it, I feel like my heart has been wiped with honey, but it only took half a second to dispel the idea.

Because the man had put away the smile on his face and walked towards him, his eyes didn't seem very friendly.

Although Qin Yin has a good face and a good figure, it is a pity that he is not the type that Zhao Yao likes, because - he doesn't like people who are taller than himself.

Qin Yin seemed surprised to see him, stopped a meter away from him, looked at him with raised eyebrows for a long while, and then said lazily, "Long time no see?"

Zhao Yao said "I miss you very much" and almost didn't walk out, but fortunately he stopped it in time, and the worst end would be to be choked by his own saliva.

Qin Yin looked at the person in front of him who was slightly bent over, his face was flushed with coughing, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, thought for a while and handed over a handkerchief, "You..."

"Thank you." Zhao Yao took the handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed fiercely without even looking at it, coughing up a mouthful of phlegm, and finally wrapped the phlegm in the handkerchief very politely.

The expression on Qin Yin's face can be described as very exciting, and the female companion on the side looked at Zhao Yao worriedly, as if saying: "Please pray for your own blessings, and pray that you can see the sun tomorrow."

Zhao Yao froze for a moment, looked at the things in his hand, and then felt a little embarrassed.

He was already suffering from a bad cough, plus he still had some fever, so he probably blushed so badly at the moment, coupled with this inexplicable embarrassment, he could imagine how stupid he looked.

Qin Yin glanced at him, took the phlegm-stained handkerchief from his hand, and threw it directly past him into the trash can beside him, "Throw away the useless things."

The voice was so cold that Zhao Yao's back felt hairy for no reason, and he didn't even notice that he accidentally touched his fingertips.

Shit, what kind of bird essay did the ghost author write?

"Do you have a fever?" Qin Yin stared at the person in front of him whose face was as red as a red prawn and asked.

This time the voice did not have the spine-tingling coolness before, but this slightly worried tone seemed a bit strange to Zhao Yao, a brother of the opposite sex who was incompatible with him.

Are you thinking too much?

In fact, they are better than brothers?

Zhao Yao didn't have time to think about it blindly, so he had to climb up the pole, and touched his hot face indifferently, "Oh, maybe he caught a cold, the temperature here is quite cold at night."

This sounded like a gossip between friends, and Cao Wenjun, who was on the side, was a little confused. He lightly touched Zhao Yao's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't you say that you two will pinch when you meet? Talked?"

how could I know!At this moment, Zhao Yao most wanted to yell at this sentence, but he held back.

No matter how the relationship was before, at least it seems to be good now. A good relationship is more conducive to his future actions, isn't it?

"Wait a minute." Qin Yin frowned and said to Zhao Yao, just as he turned sideways, the assistant behind him consciously took a step forward with a congratulatory look on his face.

Qin Yin bowed his head and said something to him, the assistant nodded and quickly walked to the side.

Zhao Yaoyun stood there in a fog, neither staying nor leaving, and the person who told him to wait didn't say anything, the beautiful woman next to him didn't know what to say, and said in a low voice: "I'll enter the venue first, Come find me later?"

"Okay." Qin Yin nodded with a smile, and patted her naked back.

Zhao Yao had goosebumps, he was really defenseless.

However, the assistant's movements were quite agile, and it took only two or three minutes, before he ran back with something in his hand.

Qin Yin took it and handed it to Zhao Yao directly, "Drink it while it's hot." Then he passed him and prepared to walk in.

Zhao Yao reflexively thanked him, grabbed the strap, weighed it and shook it, Cao Wenjun raised his chin and glanced sideways, "Milk tea?"

Before Zhao Yao had time to open it to take a look, suddenly there was a sound of high-heeled shoes "da da" from the right side. Zhao Yao raised his eyes and saw that the tall figure who had just passed him was thrown into his arms, which shocked him even Take two steps back.

It wasn't until he stood still that Zhao Yao realized that it was a woman. She was very beautiful, but the vector was already quite tall, and now she was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes that pinned one foot to the ground, and she looked exactly like him. This 1.8 meters tall is almost the same.

"I hate it, why are you here so late."

The woman's voice seemed to be pinched, and she clenched her fists into fists and lightly hammered Qin Yin's chest. Zhao Yao looked back straight away, almost confused by Lei.

Perhaps it was too much movement, Qin Yin glanced at him subconsciously, then frowned slightly and squeezed the pink fist on his chest, "Isn't this coming?" There was some impatience in the voice.

The good woman was a little unhappy at first, and she pouted as if she wanted to say something. After breaking his face, she suddenly yelled, and then there was a burst of concern in a delicate voice, "What's the matter with your face? How does it hurt?" Is it caught? It hurts my face, does it hurt?"

Zhao Yao stood aside as if he was watching a play. Cao Wenjun pushed him twice and he didn't respond. Who wouldn't want to watch this kind of play that doesn't pay for nothing? play.

Qin Yin turned his face away impatiently, as if trying to avoid the woman touching his face. Unfortunately, the wound on his face was on the left side, and this tilt of the head happened to meet Zhao Yao's playful face .

Zhao Yao was a little embarrassed, just now he was helping him, and now his appearance in the theater was just seen by others, even if the relationship was just to show off to others, it would probably be maintained now I can't go down.

He was thinking about what he should do to explain that his expression just now was just a misunderstanding, but Qin Yin laughed lowly, glanced at Zhao Yao intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a low smile: "It's nothing, just scratched by a wild cat." , It will be fine in two days."

The woman didn't know whether she was really stupid or fake, and said with a worried look on her face, "Since when did you raise a cat and have you been vaccinated?"

Qin Yin seemed to be in a good mood, and took the initiative to hold the woman's hand, and said in a low voice as he walked, "I got the injection, it's not just one injection, and I'll pull out his nails in two days, when the time comes..."

Zhao Yao didn't really hear what was said later, because they had gone a little far, but the woman's laughter was quite hearty, probably because Qin Yin said something funny, which made the beauty's heart flutter.

Cao Wenjun touched Zhao Yao, "The show is over? Then let's go in too."

Zhao Yao nodded, "Who was that woman just now? Talking is more annoying than sister Zhiling's. I almost threw up."

Cao Wenjun stared at him for a while as if looking at something different, "The protagonist of your topic, Ni Man."

Zhao Yao almost vomited blood and died, pointing to the direction where the woman who came with Qin Yin's arm left before, "Who was that woman before?"

"Zhang Shuang, when will your face blindness be cured?" Cao Wenjun glanced at him, sighed and shook his head while walking inside.

Damn, it turns out that Zhao Yao still has face blindness?

But it's also good, so he won't be afraid of others seeing what's going on.

As he walked in, he opened the plastic bag in his hand. Inside was a cardboard hanging cup. Zhao Yao took it out and saw that it was a drink, and it was still hot.

He turned over and looked at the paper attached to the back. It was quite easy to understand the pieces of English separately, but it was hard to understand them together.

He called Cao Wenjun in front of him, and passed the piece of paper over, "Test you, please translate."

Cao Wenjun did not doubt him, and the two of them often recited words like this when they were studying.He glanced at the piece of paper, "Ginger jujube tea."

"WTF?"

Cao Wenjun thought for a while, "It's a kind of tea made from shredded ginger and red dates. My girlfriend likes to drink it, saying it's good for her health."

"There are some benefits." He inserted the straw in and took a sip. It was quite sweet and tasted okay.

"To nourish Qi and blood, her aunt would drink it every day when her aunt came."

- I - damn it!

Zhao Yao didn't catch his breath, grabbed the drink can and supported Cao Wenjun, coughing violently, this time he really choked.

--Oh shit!

He stared at the drink can in his hand, who said that they seem to have a good relationship now?

He made a draft in his heart to get along with people friendly, but not only did they not accept the offer, they even made such a move on him.

Auntie, right? !Our beam is settled.

"Hey, drink slowly, you'll choke yourself." Cao Wenjun is really a good friend and helper. While patting his back, he didn't forget to poke him in the heart with a knife, "It's so delicious! Like this? I won’t fight with you!”

After Zhao Yao coughed along his breath, his face was swollen up to the base of his neck, and he put the drink can into Cao Wenjun's arms, "I'll give you all I like, and come in after drinking."

Cao Wenjun hurriedly picked up the crumbling pot in his arms. The color of this thing was too bright to ruin the new clothes he just bought.