v2 Chapter 237： When the psychologist's male lead was broken (6)

Jing Ranxiu's indifferent and indifferent voice slowly sounded, mixed with different emotions, which made Qi Yan misunderstand for a moment, that was somehow disappointed pervading all around.

Without any hesitation, Qi Yan nodded: "Of course, otherwise, do you think my brother and I are here with you?"

Jing Ranxiu looked at him for a long time, sighing almost inaudibly.

Yeah, what is he looking forward to? Can this reorganized family with improper households and wrong households evolve into what mothers hope?

"Okay, you don't want to think there anymore, you owe me a favor, you're done!"

Qi Yan rogue came to the conclusion, no matter how Jing Ranxiu reacted, anyway, he had helped Jing Ranxiu, no matter whether he accepted it or not, this is the fact of Tie Zhengzheng.

Jing Ranxiu stared at Qi Yan with unpredictable expressions. For a long time, his thin lips lightly opened: "Well, as you wish."

After this relationship, the two will not have any communication.

In Jing Ranxiu's consciousness, it seems too simple to think of this'human relationship'.

The next day, a slender figure stood at the door of his office. Jing Ran's pedicure paused, but he didn't stop.

Seeing him coming, Qi Yan frowned, complaining: "It's too slow! Did you go to Mars?!"

Jing Ranxiu took the key from his pocket and opened the door of the office: "I'm not as busy as you."

Qi Yan squeezed in front of Jing Ranxiu, as if entering his own home, Ge You paralyzed on the sofa: "Yes, yes, are you the busiest, right? Cut, my lord, I haven't been busy studying all day Well, you are busy first."

Jing Ranxiu displeased his behavior, but said nothing: "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing can't come? Don't forget that you still owe the young man a favor!" Qi Yan shouted loudly, explaining the meaning of the unreasonable trouble.

Regarding his behavior, Jing Ranxiu is still disregarded.

Jing Ranxiu still looked at his files and sorted out his case data as if it were yesterday, as if Qi Yan did not exist.

This is also the case. Qi Yan turned back angrily. Do you have to spend the lesson sleeping in a boring pig! ?

...Alas, it seems pretty good.

The mood was suddenly bright, and Qi Yan, regardless of Jing Ranxiu's giving way, ran inside and opened the curtain, lying on it beautifully. Since you are sleeping all over, you can sleep more comfortably. Qi Yan took off his shoes and coat, pulled away the soft cup and retracted it, his head facing Jing Ranxiu, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Well, last night, the liver game didn't go to sleep until two o'clock, now it's just a good time to sleep...

It seemed that Qi Yan was shocked when he suddenly became quiet. Jing Ranxiu glanced at Qi Yan, his eyes indifferent. This person seems to trust himself too much? Obviously like a little hedgehog covered with thorns, he took the initiative to gather around himself, what do he want to do? What is the special purpose?

Thinking of his mother facing the little overlord in that big villa, Jing Ranxiu had to bow her head. After all, when she endured for a while, her mother would be better... But if you didn't endure, then the overlord's anger , May fall on his poor mother...

Jing Ranxiu sighed in his heart, stood up, walked to the bed, walked around, facing Qi Yan's sleeping face.

Look, so unprepared, and dare to sleep here... really, stupid.

Jing Ranxiu's indifferent eyes fell on the sharp scissors on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly. He is a psychologist, but he also knows some medical knowledge. He knows that the most vulnerable arteries are there, as long as they are gently cut...

The blood flowed on the white floor tiles, revealing the beauty of enchanting fear, and the atmosphere in the house must have suffocated pleasure.

Closing his eyes as if intoxicated, Jing Ranxiu took a few deep breaths and calmed his more agitated mood.

...Mood swings are his greatest weakness. Mingming usually controls so well. Today, how can he see this person and get out of control... What do he long for? Is he a **** picture?

The person on the bed was unaware of it. He turned his mouth, turned over, and continued to fall asleep in another direction, letting him breathe evenly, so that he didn't know at all. In the last minute, he just slapped fish and let it be slaughtered.

When Qi Yan woke up, the sun was shining outside, and heat rushed in through the open window, making Qi Yan touch his neck irritably.

Hey, it’s all sweat...but I slept soundly!

Jing Ranxiu was no longer in the office, Qi Yan swept around, his eyes attracted by the unopened express on the table.

He walked over in his shoes and picked up the express mail. The addressee above was Jing Ranxiu's name. Qi Yan pouted, without any hesitation, began to open the courier.

-Itchy hands! Do you understand the thrill of tearing down couriers! understand! !

I opened the box and there was a black bag inside. Qi Yan couldn't tear the bag, so he bit his mouth. After biting a gap, it was much easier to tear.

When the contents were taken out, Qi Yan was stunned.

Is that... handcuffs? !

The white light handcuffs in Qi Yan's lush white hands have an additional sense of the picture, like a fierce light.

Feeling sweaty behind his back, Qi Yan shrank his shoulders and quickly shoved the handcuffs back to the bag.

When Jing Ranxiu came in, he saw Qi Yan blushing and panicking into the box.

The box has been opened. Although Jing Ranxiu does not have any hobby of express delivery, but his own things are opened at random without knowing it, everyone will be angry.

Cold frost was brewing between the eyebrows, and Jing Ranxiu walked over, his eyes cold: "It's getting more and more wild."

[The male host has a good opinion of Qi Yan of -10, current favorability: -55]

Seeing him so terrible, Qi Yan shrank, but he still dared to say: "Take a courier only! And what you bought abnormally! Disgusting!"

Jing Ranxiu looked at him and smiled angrily, with a cold arc in the corner of his mouth, and his voice was deep: "Disgusting? Abnormal?"

I'm really not good, I want to know what is the real pervert?

Jing Ran Xiu Shun pulled out the black bag from Qi Yan's hand and took out the handcuffs inside. At the moment when Qi Yan was stunned, he held his wrist with one hand and pulled him brutally toward the direction of the single bed.

Some people will forget their original identity if they are not tuned.

Qi Yan's proud energy was not at all useful at this time. He struggled incompetently, and was thrown on the soft bed next second. Before he could recover, his eyes were black, and a shadow shrouded in darkness. Down.

"Jing Ranxiu, you--!"

"Hush." ​​Jing Ranxiu chuckled abruptly. "Just a while."

a while……

When you call.