Chapter 138： When the gentleman of the elegant and elegant **** is broken

"Maybe, he won't want to see me very much..."

The woman's extremely lonely voice sounded in the empty corridor, bringing back layers of echoes.

Qi Yan lowered her head and looked at her lost look, her voice lightly said: "I know. If you want to stay here and wait for him, come to my house first. If you want to leave, I will leave things for you. Leave it to him."

The woman thought for a while, and finally chose the latter: "Child, trouble you."

"No, it's not troublesome." Qi Yan said so on his mouth, watching the woman take the elevator and leave. Back home, facing the two bags of things on the table, instantly mad!

——Ah, Qi Yan, what a mess is your little fool! !

But I have agreed to others, and I have to do it, right? Qi Yan should be sitting on the door in idle time!

In the afternoon, Xiao Yi did not return. Qi Yan listened to the door with his ears raised, but found that outside the door, he was silent.

Turning his head and glancing at the fruit, Qi Yan thought, if the fruit didn’t eat fresh, it would lose its meaning...

Well, Qi Yan was thinking whether to eat all the fruits instead of Xiao Yi!

As the sky was getting late, Qi Yan fell asleep on the sofa. Left waiting for Xiao Yi not to return, right waiting for Xiao Yi not to return, Qi Yan, who did not sleep in the afternoon, has long been sleepy. If Xiao Yi never comes back, he may forget this...

Finally, at about nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of collision between footsteps and sparse keys was heard in the corridor.

Qi Yan's body shocked, picked up two bags of food and knocked the door open.

"Xiao Yi! Your aunt gave you—"

Later, Qi Yan was forced to swallow his belly. He stared at Xiao Yi, whose face was flushed with red wine, and the whole person was stunned.

——Drinking, drinking? !

Xiao Yi turned his head, looked at Qi Yan confusedly, and suddenly smiled: "Neighbor?"

"Um...not me, you are wrong." After finishing, Qi Yan will close the door.

Fortunately, Xiao Yi was a step faster than him, and quickly came over to resist the door, and pressed Qi Yan against the door, and came to the door properly.

Fiery breath sprayed on Qi Yan's cheeks, causing his milky face to turn red instantly.

"You, you, what do you want to do!" Qi Yan encouraged himself in his heart: "Hurry up and let me go! Otherwise, I, I will not let you go!"

Hearing his threats, Xiao Yi laughed softly. Compared with the clear tone in the past, there is now a hint of husky.

"Sure enough, even threatening people are so stupid."

"...Stupid?" Qi Yan burst into tears: "You said I was stupid?! You are stupid! You stupid!"

"Um..." Xiao Yi responded with a nasal voice: "I am a fool."

His straightforward confession made Qi Yan not know what to do.

The two maintained such a posture for a while, Qi Yan twisted his wrist, ready to drill out of the gap, heard Xiao Yi can not hear the voice of joy and anger.

"What did you just say about my aunt?"

"...Well, your aunty gave you some food. If you are not at home, just put it here."

When the words fell, Xiao Yi was silent.

Qi Yan looked at his reddish side face in wonder, the smell of wine penetrated into his nostrils. Qi Yan, a pure little otaku, wrinkled his nose and didn't like the smell.

Drinking to hurt your body, just click to the end. I don't know if the kind of drink that is dead is a life-long feud or money.

"She is not my aunt."

Xiao Yi's voice suddenly remembered, with some desolate desolation.

"She is my father's wife."

Qi Yan paused for a moment, a clear flash in his heart.

The wife of the father, but not the mother... How clear the family situation is.

Qi Yan finally understood why the woman had lost her face and told herself that Xiao Yi did not want to see her.

Perhaps Xiao Yi moved out and lived for half the reason, too.

Xiao Yi murmured something, Qi Yan could not hear clearly. He seemed to be talking to himself after being drunk, but the voice was inaudible, like it was in his mouth.

With a heavy shoulder on one side, Qi Yan gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at the back of his head.

——Lao Tzu didn’t sleep in the afternoon! Why did you fall asleep on the shoulder of Lao Tzu when you came back? !

Fen Jinbala dragged Xiao Yi into his home, Qi Yan originally wanted to take his peasant association's own home, but his small body really could not do it while dragging Xiao Yi while opening the door and throwing him in.

Even dragging dragged Xiao Yi to the sofa, Qi Yan tired and gasped. After sitting on the ground for a while, Qi Yan stood up, went back to the house and covered Xiao Yi with a blanket, and then returned to the room. He slept without sleeping.

Qi Yan had a dream. In the dream, he was hunting, and a big bear was hit by him. He ran over excitedly and was going to drag the big bear home, but he found that no matter what, the big bear was immobile and Qi Yan... crying.

Yes, he cried with a snot and tears in his dream.

Awakened by the dream, Qi Yan touched his face. Fortunately, it was sweat or tears.

Looking at the sky outside, the sun has all risen, about eight or nine o'clock. Go to wash as usual, then take out the slices of bread from the cupboard, and take out the milk from the refrigerator. Slowly heat the pan, omelette ham with bread noodle milk... Well, it is a perfect morning.

"If you can, please give me a copy."

A voice sounded suddenly, Qi Yan was stunned, and his brain quickly turned, recalling all the scenes that happened last night.

——Xiao Yi!

I saw Xiao Yi walked over with his eyebrows, sat on the bar, and said unkindly.

Qi Yan jumped a cross on his forehead: "You go home for me!"

Xiao Yi smiled bitterly: "Although I miss it too, but last night... I might have lost my house key."

When Xiao Yi woke up, Qi Yan was still awake. He looked around. Although he was drunk last night, he hadn't broken a piece, and he knew a lot about what happened. Don't think about it, you must be in a stupid neighbor's house.

In my heart, I owed a big favor to others, Xiao Yi touched the key, and found that there was no key to his door in the bunch of keys...

Recalling what happened last night, Xiao Yi felt that the key was either in the corridor outside or lost. He opened the door and swept the corridor, but he didn't find the key... well, very good, lost.

It's really a bad thing in pairs.

Qi Yan rolled his eyes and placed bread and milk in front of him.

"Eat yourself, no one is waiting for you."

Xiao Yi was also not picky, picked up the bread and ate it.

Qi Yan fried the eggs in a frying pan. After thinking about it, he took another egg out of the refrigerator.

Good people do it all, send the Buddha to the west.

Looking at the way he was wearing an apron, it was hard for Xiao Yi to think that he was an otaku. With a smile, Xiao Yi's voice was full of sincerity.

"Thank you."