Yan Ziqing went to Malacca.

Xu Qizhen's move is really bad, and Yan Ziqing can't fool it easily.

Besides, she also serves as the tutor of the Yan family, and she has to say it face to face to dismiss her.

On his way, he sent someone to inquire where Xu Qizhen settled in Malacca.

Singapore, Malacca and Penang are full of traces of the Yan family. Yan Ziqing can easily find Xu Qizhen.

Sure enough, he just arrived in Malacca and settled down in his own hotel. The manager greeted him personally and told him the address and room number of Xu Qizhen's hotel.

Yan Ziqing straightened up a little, washed his face and ate something. Then he went to Xu Qizhen's room in no hurry.

The two hotels were not far away. When Yan Ziqing drove downstairs, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

His men went to the owner of the restaurant first.

The boss was scared to death when he heard that it was third master Yan. He respectfully handed the key to Xu Qizhen's room to Yan Ziqing.

When Yan Ziqing went upstairs, he said to his men, "just stay in the hall and I'll go up myself."

He's not here to fight.

Xu Qizhen is a young woman. How strong she is, she can't escape his palm.

As he approached, he saw the light coming out of the window.

So late at night, almost all the passengers in the hotel fell asleep. The whole corridor was silent, and the sound of waves gently chasing the beach could be heard.

Only Xu Qizhen's room was lit.

Yan Ziqing hesitated.

He thought that although she was hateful, she didn't cause great disaster, and he slapped her.

In sum, she was also punished. There was no need to break in.

So he put the key in his pocket and knocked on the door.

A single woman who lives alone and is knocked at the door in the middle of the night is half scared to death.

Yan Ziqing could imagine who she was afraid to ask.

If she refuses to open the door, he will use the key again.

Unexpectedly, there was no questioning in the room, but the sound of procrastinating footsteps.

When the door opened, Yan Ziqing first smelled a strong smell of wine, and then the smell of medicinal wine.

Xu Qizhen stumbled against the wall and couldn't see who was outside. Her hair was messy and covered most of her face. She reached out and asked, "have you brought it?"

The tongue is a little out of control.

Yan Ziqing frowned, "how much did you drink?"

Xu Qizhen heard the voice and wanted to open her eyes a little wider to see the visitor clearly. She suddenly approached, and her hot breath almost stuck to Yan Ziqing.

"Oh, Third Master Yan!" Her voice was also high and low. "Are you here to deliver wine?"

Yan Ziqing looked at the drunken cat and wondered whether to press her into the bathtub to wake her up, or let his men drag her out and pour a bucket of cold water.

He pondered.

Xu Qizhen moved forward again and touched his arms: "have you brought wine?"

She couldn't stand still. She talked to herself and almost fell down. Therefore, she hooked Yan Ziqing's neck.

Yan Ziqing didn't think until this moment.

Xu Qizhen hooked Yan Ziqing's neck and looked at his face.

She suddenly spat at Yan Ziqing: "son of a bitch, you dare to hit me! What's wrong with you? Aren't you a hooligan? Why don't you die if you hit me?"

Yan Ziqing was almost drowned in her saliva.

In the middle of the night, the woman almost stuck to him. She was tall and didn't take off her high heels. She could get Yan Ziqing with a little padding.

"Enough, wake up." Yan Ziqing's fire rose slowly from his heart.

Anger and lust intertwined and rose together.

Xu Qizhen refused. She tried to pinch Yan Ziqing's face, then rushed up and bit Yan Ziqing's cheek.

Yan Ziqing had to pinch the back of her neck.

He was no longer polite. He picked up Xu Qizhen and threw her into the bathtub.

He took a shower, turned on cold water from a commanding position, and poured it on Xu Qizhen.

The water was cold. Xu Qizhen finally woke up and struggled to escape, but Yan Ziqing pushed her back.

The water covered her face, drenched her thoroughly, soaked her hair and clothes, and made her outline clearer.

Yan Ziqing's throat moved slightly. I didn't expect her to have such a good figure.

There was a red mark on her cheek, which had not subsided after the day, but it was not very swollen.

The anger in his heart slowly dissipated.

After all, Ruan Yanfeng didn't die, and she also learned a lesson.

Xu Qizhen was soaked in cold water and slowly seemed to wake up.

She stopped struggling and let the water irrigate her.

She leaned against the wall of the bathtub, silent.

Yan Zi cleared the water and asked her, "are you awake?"

Xu Qizhen suddenly jumped up, raised her hand and slapped Yan Ziqing.

She didn't sober up after all. With such a jump and excessive force, the whole person fell into Yan Ziqing's arms and threw Yan Ziqing to the ground.

Yan Ziqing has a headache, back pain and face pain.

The price of the previous slap is too high.

Yan Ziqing endured the pain for a long time and wanted to help her up.

Xu Qizhen suddenly leaned over and kissed him.

The string in Yan Ziqing's mind suddenly snapped. He heard the burning voice in his heart: "it's over."

At 11 noon the next day, Xu Qizhen woke up thirsty.

She sat up and felt that the curtains were not enough to block the light, and the dazzling sun came out.

A headache after a hangover.

She beat her head and found that her face hurt a little. She got that slap yesterday and didn't seem to have faded.

She wanted to get out of bed and pour water, but when she moved, she found that her body hurt violently.

She took several breaths.

I didn't wash my head last night, but I didn't sleep hard.

"When on earth did I sleep?" She asked herself.

The bed beside me moved.

Xu Qizhen was startled and quickly turned to look at it.

She was stunned.

Her head hurt like a needle, which made her hallucinate: "what's all this mess?"

She stretched out her hand to sweep away the illusion in front of her, but her palm hit the man's body firmly, and the warmth of her skin even penetrated the palm of her hand.

"Why do you hit people when you get up early in the morning?" Yan Ziqing didn't wake up much, and his state was not quite right.

Xu Qizhen was frozen. This is wrong. Even if it's a dream, it's really time to make it like this.