Chapter 878： It turned out to be Qin Si

Chapter 878 It turned out to be Qin Si

Qiao Nian squinted her eyes and handed a can of hot coffee in front of her. When she raised her head, she saw the man's hands hanging down slightly, holding the coffee can, a bit like the hands of the male model in the advertisement, slender, with distinct knuckles. There is no extra flesh on the hands, white and clean, and the nails are still trimmed and rounded.

In short, it looks pretty.

She always likes good-looking people or things, so she looked at it openly for a while, then stretched out her hand and slowly took the coffee from him.

Then I found out that Ye Wangchuan had helped her pull the can open. She just drank. She pressed the corner of her mouth and was in a good mood. She raised her head and took a sip. She still had a sleepy expression on her face, and she could see that she was not full of sleep. .

Ye Wangchuan sat down beside her, glanced at her mobile phone without a trace, and was chatting with someone. He seemed to look at her nickname inadvertently.

The familiar discovery is Qin Si.

Qin Si also threw a double-row game link.

Below is another series of nonsense.

He retracted his gaze and raised his hand to help the girl pull the broken hair on the brow bone to the back. The eyebrows were loose and eye-catching: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Qiao Nian was approached by him and pulled his hair down. His back became unaccustomed to stiffness for a moment. After smelling the familiar mint fragrance on his body, his shoulders relaxed again, and he replied, "I only slept for three hours and finished the sleeping pills. I can't sleep anyhow."

She had the habit of taking a sleeping pill before going to bed a few years ago. When Weilou walked around the city, Weilou gave her pills.

Later, Grandpa Weilou fell ill and Weilou returned to Beijing. During this time, she was busy taking care of Elder Wei. She did not get the medicine for about half a year.

The day before yesterday, she ate the last piece of grain, but it was gone last night. It was too late at night when she found out that there was no medicine, so she was too lazy to buy medicine.

As a result, I couldn't fall asleep last night. I didn't go to bed until 3:30 in the morning. I didn't sleep well all night, all of which were bizarre dreams.

People didn’t rest well, their tempers were generally bad, and Qiao Nian was the same. She didn’t sleep well last night, and she woke up early in the morning. Her brows kept frowning, she was quite lazy and didn't like to talk.

Ye Wangchuan heard her naturally mention the sleeping pill, her thin lips tightened, and said, “I’ll let Gu San prescribe some for you when I look back.”

Qiao Nian glanced at him, still lazily unable to lift the energy: "En."

He looked at the girl’s drowsy look, pinched her fingers and played with her. The girl’s fingertips were slightly cool, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. He wrapped the girl’s hand in his palm, thought for a moment, and whispered: " Have you ever been to the hospital for the problem that you can't sleep?"

Qiao Nian's heart pinched by him was impetuous. He wanted to withdraw his hand. He didn't twitch. He had no choice but to give up. His shoulders weren't tight. Anyway, he didn't resist: "No."

"I'll take you to the hospital another day, and find a Chinese medicine doctor." Ye Wangchuan looked gentle and gentle, but his tone was strong that could not be ignored.

Qiao Nian frowned, not wanting to go to the hospital, but moved his throat and did not refuse: "Look again then!"

Personally, she is more inclined to take sleeping pills, which is quick and easy, and she sleeps as soon as she eats, without so much trouble.

Just as he said, Gu San pulsed over with a bottle. Seeing the two sitting together, he was stuffed with dog food. The pulsation in his hand suddenly stopped fragrant. The corner of his mouth twitched. It was a bitter single dog. The smell of, hasn't been there for a while, I saw the faint eyes of my own grandfather staring in his direction.

(End of this chapter)