Chapter 339

Yan Zhen feels that he is really stupid. As soon as he wakes up, he should wash quickly. He should not pay attention to Qi buyaomianlin. He is more cheeky than Qi Lin. he has no chance of winning at all. He is still seduced by men and is eaten dry.

Yan Zhen felt that his position was too unswerving. He said he would not let Qi Lin touch him. What happened!

The villain in the heart is crazy, Yan Zhen feels his body light, as if he was picked up.

"Ah! What are you doing? " Yan Zhen was a little frightened because she was suddenly picked up. The main thing is that when she was hugged like this, she felt that her joints were cracking.

Qi Lin said in a low voice: "take a bath."

Qi Lin holds Yan Zhen up to wash. After putting water in the bathroom, Yan Zhen mercilessly drives people out.

"I can do it myself. You go out." Yan Zhen said without expression, but the serious chagrin and shame can't hide Qi Lin.

Qi Lin pick eyebrows, hook lips a smile, while Yan Zhen into the bath, once again in her lips printed on a kiss, "OK, you wash slowly, something to call me."

Yan Zhen angrily patted Qi Lin's face with water, "hurry up."

Qi Lin dotes on a smile, don't care face wet, get up to leave the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Qi Lin's relaxed smile disappeared. Qi Lin touched the corner of his mouth, as if he could feel Yan Zhen's soft lips.

The pain in his heart suddenly burst, making Qi Lin feel dizzy. He felt the excitement of his heart and the familiar dry itch of his throat. He quickly left the bathroom door.

Back in the bedroom, Qi Lin held the table and coughed. Knowing that he felt the bloody smell in his mouth again, his face changed. He hurriedly found the tissue and covered his palm until the white tissue was dyed red.

I, as expected, can't I?

Qi Lin reluctantly closed his eyes and tried to suppress the resentment in his heart. He found the woman he wanted to spend his life with, but he didn't expect that his life would be so short.

For a moment, Qi Lin wants to drag Yan Zhen and let her hang on him all her life. However, he finally gives up. He can't bear to see her so sad.

Just think of this morning's beauty as the most beautiful painting in memory. Keep it in memory!

After several continuous puffs, looking at the unusually bright red blood, Qi Lin coughs a few times and throws the paper towel which has been dyed red by blood into the garbage can. But suddenly, it comes to mind that Yan Zhen may see it, but he has already thrown the paper towel into the garbage can. Do you want to take it out?

Thinking of this, President Qi frowned and stared at the garbage can.

Feeling sticky in his hands, Qi Lin pursed his mouth, went to the bathroom and washed his hands clean. Suddenly he saw the razor on the platform. Qi Lin picked his eyebrows, copied down the outer layer of protection, exposed the sharp blade inside, and without hesitation scratched his fingers.

Then, Qi Lin took out a tissue and wiped it, then threw it back to the dustbin again, nodding with satisfaction.

After Qi Lin finished, the bathroom door just opened.

As Yan Zhen wipes her wet hair, she sees Qi Lin standing in the garbage can with an inexplicable look. Yan Zhen moves, snorts and goes to the wardrobe to pick clothes.

Qi Lin sees Yan Zhen come out, pick eyebrow, way: "just now I use razor, handle hurt."

Yan Zhen

Do you think I'm stupid?

"Yes? Is your hand in the razor? " Yan Zhen light glanced at Qi Lin one eye, tone is unspeakable sarcasm.

Qi Lin Wife, shouldn't you care about me?

Yan Zhen waved his hand and said, "well, you go to take a bath quickly. You get up late today. Don't let people wait for a long time."

Qi Lin had no choice but to wash in the bathroom.

Yan Zhen is choosing clothes. Then she takes out her clothes, purses her mouth, turns around the room, and finally stops beside the garbage can.

There was nothing in it, so the red paper towel was very conspicuous.

Yan Zhen's eyebrows gradually wrinkled, flashed in his brain. When Qi Lin was talking just now, he unconsciously rubbed his left thumb on the palm of his hand, and cold light flashed in his eyes.

That's good. You've learned to lie to yourself?

Yan Zhen sneer, really when she is silly white sweet, a word can deal with the past?

At the beginning, she was able to make such a bold move in Qi Lin's bedroom because of her careful observation, which even Qi Lin had to bow down.

Qi Lin is in the bathroom, looking at the wound on his finger. He thinks deeply in his eyes, and then frowns in his chagrin. If he is near, he will be confused. He is afraid that zhen'er will find something wrong, so he tells the story first. If zhen'er examines it carefully, maybe he will find out something.

There, turn around, leave the trash can, go back to the dresser and look for something.

……

Qi Lin soon finished taking a bath, looking at what Yan Zhen was putting into her bag, picked her eyebrows, walked over, took Yan Zhen's waist and said, "Zhen Er, why haven't you changed?"At this time, Yan Zhen is still wearing a bathrobe. Yan Zhen glances at Qi Lin and doesn't find anything wrong.

Patting open his waist hand, Yan Zhen tied up his hair at will and said: "go to pick clothes with me. Today's occasion is still a little bit more attention. It's no harm."

Qi Lin Gougou lips, said: "good, listen to you."

Qi Lin follows Yan Zhen. They go to the special cloakroom to pick clothes. Although there are clothes in the closet of their bedroom, Yan Zhen always feels that something is wrong, so he grabs Qi Lin and comes to the cloakroom to pick clothes.

Qi Lin's eyes changed, and he sighed in his heart. Sure enough, his zhen'er was so careful that he expected that the blood tissue he threw in the dustbin had not been found abnormal by zhen'er!

Unfortunately, sometimes things are just like this.

……

They chose in the cloakroom for a long time, until aunt Ou sent someone to knock on the door. By this time, it was more than eight o'clock, almost nine o'clock.

Aunt Ou sent someone to knock on the door, but they were Cough , I didn't hear it. Then the servant outside stood silently for a while. Although he couldn't hear the voice inside, when he was in the villa before, he also knew the biological clock of Qi Lin and Yan Zhen. He didn't come out for a while. It's self-evident what he was doing.

The servant quietly went back downstairs. Looking at Aunt Ou's puzzled eyes, she choked out a few words: "Mr. and Mrs. are busy."

Aunt Ou naturally knows what she's up to.

She smilingly asked the servants to heat up the food, and then swing up the photos. Yesterday, she took two photos for her husband and wife, which can be developed later, but how about hanging them there?

Yan Zhen and Qi Lin also decided to dress well.