Hearing the order, Lao Wu nodded slightly, then turned around and left the room lightly.

After going out, Lao Wu hesitated for a while, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sent a text message.

Lao Wu did not forget the instructions given to him by the old lady, and reported the situation of Zhan Qi and Lin An'an to her old man in 1510.

"I don't know if the old lady will be angry with the seventh master......"

muttered in a low voice, and a little worry rose in Lao Wu's heart.

After all, after being discharged from the hospital, I didn't go back to the old house to inform the old lady, which was really a little inconsiderate.

However, Lao Wu could not control Zhan Qi's decision, so he could only do his part with peace of mind.

I didn't think much about it, and found a room to rest.

At the same time, there was still no light on in Zhan Qi's house, only a candle flame flickering left and right in the darkness, and the silence was a little terrifying.

Through the moonlight shining in from the window, you can vaguely see Lin An'an's haggard appearance.

Zhan Qi cautiously approached her, slid to the head of the bed and stopped.

The indifference on her body faded little by little, and her eyes stared at her tenderly for a moment.

After a few hesitations, he still stretched out his hand, wiped away Lin Anan's tears with only two fingers, and gently stroked her cheeks, as if there was nothing.

For fear of waking her up.

But such a tingling touch made her can't help but flutter her eyelashes and deepen the lines between her eyebrows.

Zhan Qi immediately withdrew his hand and only looked at it quietly.

He sighed softly, "Girl, when will you know my heart?" ”

"What the hell am I supposed to do with you......"

Then, holding back the pain in his abdomen, he stood up and looked down at the little man on the bed.

Gently hug her legs and neck, move her whole body to the bed, and adjust to a comfortable position.

"Huh!?"

But no matter how slight the movement was, Lin Anan was still awakened and let out a muffled snort in horror.

Rolling and escaping from Zhan Qi's side, he covered his body.

"What are you doing?"

"Why don't you turn on the lights. ”

The first thing Lin Anan did when he woke up was to turn on the switch on the bedside.

For a moment, the room was brightly lit and a little dazzling.

Finally, Lin Anan saw Zhan Qi's expression clearly, his iceberg face as always, gloomy and chilling down the spine.

At this moment, something seemed to float out of Lin Anan's mind, and it sounded like the voice of Zhan Qi, but he couldn't hear it clearly, and he couldn't remember what he said.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

Looking at Lin An'an, who was holding his hands in front of his chest, Zhan Qi narrowed his eyes, very displeased.

The originally warm scene once became extremely embarrassing.

"How do I know?!"

"Why don't you turn on the lights when it's so dark, aren't you afraid of ......"

Lin Anan wanted to say something, but swallowed it back into his stomach.

Because of the anger emitted by Zhan Qi, she could already feel it very clearly, and her brain was helping her remember what had happened.

War Seven in the darkness is like a bloodthirsty beast that has gone crazy.

The woman's sixth sense kept reminding her that if she continued to talk, nothing good would happen.

So Lin Anan chose to shut up.

"Take care of yourself, you don't have to worry about my business. ”

"It's not early, go to bed. ”

Zhan Qi glanced at Lin An'an and reprimanded her coldly.

Then he struggled to lie down.

Looking at the powerless Zhan Qi, Lin Anan showed a very strange expression, both disgust and helplessness.

"Slow down. ”

As he spoke, he reached out to support him.

"No, you don't. ”

But Zhan Qi didn't appreciate it, and threw her hand away wantonly, insisting on completing these actions by herself.

Like a toddler, he finally lay down slowly, turned off the headlights casually, left a dim night light, closed his eyes and said, "Sleep." ”