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The evil and ruffian voice sounded, squinting and smiling at Chu Qi, and then looked around the room as if nothing, and continued to hook his lips and smile enchantingly: "But, this is my room, Xiao Qi~~~"

Again, the sound of the post-nasal voice rising and falling.

The seventh day of the first month is instantly rigid.

His room?!

"Seven. ”

Jian Yiyang finished talking about things, and when he returned to the room, he didn't see the figure of Chu Qi.

The bed is neatly covered with quilts.

"Seven. "Pushed open the door to wash the bathroom, and I didn't see the seventh day of the first month.

Take out your mobile phone and dial the number of the seventh day of the first month.

But I found the phone on the sofa.

couldn't help frowning, did you go out to dinner by yourself?

It was already half past six in the evening, and today's project had been talked about all day.

Although it is a basically finalized thing, there are still many troublesome little things.

Chu Qi also didn't call him all day, for fear of affecting his work.

Jian Yiyang is very satisfied with this.

His seven is always so measured and knows that he goes out to do things, so he will never bother and affect him.

But why did you go out alone?

Then, the eye falls on the bar.

Hurriedly walked over, there were two cold medicines on them, as well as fever reducers.

Medicine?

Is she sick?

How is it a pill?

She couldn't swallow the pill.

And now?

Jian Yiyang was anxious, picked up the phone and called the main station directly, and after asking, the main station told him very sure that the women in this room had indeed called, but they couldn't understand what she said, but then a man from China like them answered.

As for what was said on the phone, they didn't know at all.

Man?

Like them, also from China?

Jian Yiyang's brows twisted even deeper.

"Snap", put down the phone, and walked towards the door.

Open the door......

And then......

Jian Yiyang's whole body froze, his eyes were like the fire-breathing dragon, staring at the open door diagonally opposite.

There, the seventh day of the first month was wrapped in a white quilt, planning to come out.

"Whoosh"!

Jian Yiyang swept away like a gust of wind.

"Seven!" he held her tightly under the crook of his arm.

"Yiyang?!" Chu Qi looked at him in surprise, and then showed a reassuring smile, as if at the moment she saw him, she finally put her mind at ease, and knew that she was finally safe.

"Yo, Mr. Jane, I'm finally back. Chu Qi was still protected by him in the crook of his arm, and before Jian Yiyang could look into the house, a sound of provocation sounded with a falling stone.

Then I saw Zhao Duo with his hands in the pockets of his pajamas, like a lion who had just woken up, walking lazily towards this side, his eyes were full of ambiguity and ambiguity.

Jian Yiyang's gentle eyes, the anger and anger that had just subsided, rose again when he heard Zhao Duo's provocative voice and saw his ambiguous and ambiguous eyes.

"Yiyang. Chu Qi tugged at the placket of his clothes.

"Well, let's go back to the room first. Rubbing the back of her head, she said very gently, but the eyes that looked at Zhao Duo burst with murderous aura.

However, Zhao Duo, a demon, still liked the fire with oil, smiled at the first seven enchanting smiles and raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Good, go back to the room." Men's affairs, we men solve it ourselves!"

Listen, listen!

This is more intimate than Jian Yiyang's, as if he and Chu Qi are a close couple, and Jian Yiyang is just an insignificant outsider.

"Zhao Duo, shut the fuck up for me!" Chu Qi was on fire, and one turned around and yelled at him.

Yikes!

Zhao Duo's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Chu Qi with incredible eyes.

Even foul language came out.

"Well, go back to your room. Jian Yiyang patted her back through the quilt and said softly.

Chu Qi glanced at Zhao Duo fiercely, nodded, and walked towards his room.

And then......

Chu Qi hadn't even walked into his room, so he only walked to the door.

Originally, there were two rooms diagonally opposite, but it was only a few steps away, but I heard something from the opposite room.

It seems to be the sound of a fight.

"Zhao Duo, I warned you, dare to touch her! The consequences are not something you can bear!" Jian Yiyang's fierce voice came coldly.

And then......

"Thunderclap" The sound of something falling to the ground.

"Hmph!" Zhao Duo sneered disdainfully, "I don't remember what I promised you." I'm really looking forward to it!"

In the room, the two people were inseparable but comparable.

Jian Yiyang made his hand and walked towards Zhao Duo's vital point, and he showed no mercy to his subordinates.

However, Zhao Duo was not blowing, and he could still fight back when avoiding Jian Yiyang's attack.

So, the two of them showed their strength like this. Everyone wanted to kill anyone, but no one hit anyone by half a point.

You can only hear the "whirring" sound of the fist hitting the leg, and the smashing sound of sweeping things falling to the ground.

The seventh day of the first month was wrapped in a quilt like this, standing at the door stupidly, looking at the two inseparable people in the room.

There was a gloomy look in his eyes.

Then he turned around, almost with lightning speed, and went back to his room.

A minute later, it was folded again.

She had changed into a cotton tracksuit and was holding a wooden hanger in her hand. didn't want to think about it, and walked towards the two of them "rubbing".

The two men who were still fighting were inseparable, and when they saw Chu Qi walking towards this side, they seemed to have made an appointment, and they both stopped as fast as possible, because they didn't want to hurt Chu Qi.

And Chu Qi didn't blink, took the wooden hanger in his hand, and threw it towards Zhao Duo.

The hanger hit Zhao Duo's head impartially.

"The surname Zhao, I warn you! Next time, it will not be a hanger in my hand, but a knife!" Chu Qi stood beside Jian Yiyang and yelled at Zhao Duo with an angry face.

She could see it when she stood at the door just now.

Jian Yiyang and Zhao Duo's skills are comparable, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

In that case, why waste so much energy on God?

It's more direct to hit people with things, and she's angry with him anyway.

Not to mention, whether he did anything to her or not, just by his inexplicable act of carrying her to his room and changing her clothes, it was enough for him to die several times.

Because Zhao Duo didn't have time to turn sideways, his forehead was hit by the end of the hanger.

Belch......

On the demonic face, a bag instantly rose, red and red, looking very disobedient!