The Qi family's house is very wide, and each building has a unique style.

It's good to focus on residences and hotels, and everyone here has a lot of aesthetics and good taste.

There is only one cute style, and that is the pet doctor next to the internal clinic of the Qi family. It was specially designed by Qi Chuan for the circle, with a different style, childish and cute.

It has never come in handy, but recently it has been lit up every night.

Circle suddenly fell ill, without warning or symptoms, just melancholy, dull, and did not eat or drink.

Qi Chuan was the most distressed, he went to guard the circle every day, and only returned to his room late at night.

"What's wrong with the circle, God give me a guide!"

Lying on the bed, Qi Chuan always felt that his head hurt, and recently he felt more and more serious about gaining and losing.

The infinite emptiness and loneliness oppressed him, and he just wanted to fall asleep quickly.

But what's the deal with the smell of the snort?

There's nothing in this room that smells like it!

Qi Chuan couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, turned on the light and searched in the house, only to realize that the smell came from the bathroom.

"Strange, why didn't I smell it when I washed it, but now I have it?"

came back too late, Qi Chuan didn't take a bath, just brushed his teeth and washed his face and prepared to sleep. It's been cold lately, and he doesn't want to take a shower every day.

Pulling back the curtain and entering the room, the smell became more and more intense, accompanied by bursts of heat.

The spacious bathroom was actually bathed!

"Who?"

There was a man sitting in the bathtub with waist-length hair and no strands.

Fortunately, it was the back, otherwise Qi Chuan would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot, how could there be a woman in his room without clothes?

"Are you deaf, forget it, whoever you are, get out of here, this is my room!"

Qi Chuan closed the curtain angrily, found that the strength in his hand had changed somewhat, and hurriedly walked out.

Before he reached the door, he only felt that his soul flew out a few wisps, and the person was out of control.

A hot wind hit behind him, and his nose was full of hot fragrance, and the smell was really intoxicating.

"Aren't you supposed to be ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Chuan's mouth was covered, and then he leaned against the wall in a groggy state.

Murong Jun'er pursed her lips and smiled, pinched his chin and asked softly, "Husband, do you know who I am?"

"You ......"

"I'm the one you love the most!"

Murong Jun'er was close to Qi Chuan's lips, greedy and hard, as if she was the one who was intoxicated.

After a while, the other party reacted and responded enthusiastically.

The figure in the blurred eyes flashed and flashed, changed and changed, this shadow, this figure seemed to be somewhat similar to the person in the dream, Qi Chuan couldn't control himself.

"Husband!"

"Hmmm......"

Murong Jun'er raised her lips and smiled, hanging on him. "Where do you want to be?"

Qi Chuan picked up the person neatly, walked out with heavy steps, and came to the bedside after a while.

He no longer had the strength to hold Murong Jun'er at this time, so he threw the person directly onto the futon.

"Husband, you have to be gentle with others!"

"Good ......"

It's already March, and the air-conditioned room is hot, and the aroma lingers in the nose.

Although it is not as strong as the smell of the bathroom, the head is still not clear, and the hands and feet are still uncontrollable, not to mention the chaotic consciousness.

In the clouds, in the fog, roughly like this.

"Husband, I ...... hurt"

Bang –

There was a sudden knock on the door, which stood out in the stillness of the night.

Murong Jun'er looked puzzled, and was so frightened by a black shadow that she withdrew her hand. When I looked at it again, the figure jumped to the side, not a ghost but a circle.

"Little thing, get out of here!"

Wangwangwws—

The circle bit Murong Jun'er, and then pulled Qi Chuan like crazy, shouting non-stop.

Murong Jun'er covered her arms, frowned in pain, pushed Qi Chuan away and ran to the door and locked the door.

"How dare you spoil my good deeds, wait!"

It's not yet known, it's not going to work out yet. Murong Jun'er brought the prepared knife, approached the bed step by step, stared at the black and white little thing and grinded his teeth.

"I dare to kill people, don't I dare to do it to you?"

Wangwong –

The circle was still pulling Qi Chuan, and when he caught a glimpse of Murong Jun'er coming over with a knife, he still subconsciously protected Qi Chuan, so he didn't leave.

It was sick, but when it saw the light on in its abba's room across from it, it rushed out, and it felt that it needed it.

"It's just right not to hide!"

Murong Jun'er stabbed down, and was about to pierce the heart of the circle, but was held by the wrist.

Moving his gaze, the hand was stretched out by Qi Chuan.

"You?"

"Who dares to move my circle?"

Murong Jun'er shook her hands and didn't dare to speak, she found that Qi Chuan, who was open-eyed, didn't seem to recognize people, and she also comforted herself: The effect of the medicine has not passed, calm and calm!

With a sudden pull, Murong Jun'er was pulled to the side of the bed, and she couldn't take Qi Chuan's hand. Afraid that the circle would bite her, she simply slipped into the quilt and hugged Qi Chuan to sniff the perfume on his wrist.

"Sleep, sleep!"

Sleeping is asleep, Murong Jun'er didn't get up as she wished, she stayed up with the circle.

The sky was almost white, Murong Jun'er touched the knife, she at least had to cut the blood and stain the sheets. Otherwise, how can Qi Chuan be responsible for her tomorrow?

In retrospect, she was sent to Qi's house these days, and Qi Chuan didn't seem to know about her existence yet. Qi Zhenfei is also very busy every day, and only Qi Yunlan occasionally entertains her with a few words.

If that doesn't work out, there's no place for her!

"Where's the knife?"

Murong Jun'er looked around, and found that Qi Chuan was about to wake up, and he was even more anxious, only to find that the knife was circled under its claws.

Angry for a while, Murong Jun'er was about to get out of bed, but found that her waist was tightly grasped.

This is still the posture of Qi Chuan's anti-villain escape yesterday!

"Hmm......" Qi Chuan suddenly woke up, feeling that his head hurt a lot, and in a blink of an eye, he saw someone next to the pillow who was very frightened. "Who are you?"

Murong Jun'er sighed, this matter is not very satisfactory! Anyway, he can't remember yesterday's incident, so he can barely continue......

"Brother Qi!" Murong Jun'er pretended to be aggrieved and shy, ready to slander him.

Before she could turn her head, Qi Chuan kicked her down, clenching his fists as if he wanted to hit someone.

"Why are you here?"

"Brother Qi, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, a quilt was already on his body. The weight, the impact, seemed to be smashed down by Qi Chuan instead of throwing it down.

Murong Jun'er was really aggrieved now, and pulled her head out of the quilt. "Don't you remember? You ...... me"

Wangwong –

Huanhuan grabbed the knife on the ground and jumped on the bed, his eyes kept staring at Qi Chuan as if he had something to say.

Qi Chuan took the knife, very puzzled. "Circle, why are you here? Hmph, this knife can't be someone trying to kill me, right?"

"Brother Qi, do you doubt me?"

"Otherwise, how could the circle think that I was in trouble, and how could I guard this knife and be so hostile to you? I don't have this thing in my room!"

Murong Jun'er lowered her head, and was very embarrassed to grab the carpet. "Brother Qi, that's love...... Interesting...... Goods...... Did you forget all about last night?"

Qi Chuan only felt disgusted, frowned and spat on it, and then threw the knife in front of Murong Jun'er. "You don't disgust me!"

"Brother Qi!" Murong Jun'er cried aggrievedly, "Brother Qi, you still held me in the morning and didn't let go, don't you remember this? I still have the scars you left on my body, you can see it if you don't believe it!"

"Ridiculous!"

Qi Chuan turned his back and rubbed his hair, he didn't believe that he had done such a thing.

For so many years, he has not been close to girls, let alone choosing Murong Jun'er when he is hungry.

In his memory, this didn't happen last night!

has been in and out of the entertainment industry for so many years, and has been mixed in the business circle, how can Qi Chuan not know certain means?

"Brother Qi......"

"I slept you, didn't I?"

"Hmmm......"

Qi Chuan sneered, "I didn't see you, I didn't look for you! I didn't go back to the room until late yesterday, and I didn't see anyone." You slipped into my room, didn't you?"

"Brother Qi, you called me here!"

"Then why don't I remember anything?"

"You were in a bad mood last night, I had a few drinks with you, you were drunk, it's normal to forget!"

Murong Jun'er stared at Qi Chuan pitifully, "But, we already have the reality of husband and wife, you can't help but admit this!"

Qi Chuan shook his head and smiled, and was about to go to hug the circle but found that the bed was tidy.

"Am I moving so little?"

"What?"

"The sheets are all messy and ......"

Qi Chuan stared at Murong Jun'er with a sneer, and when he saw that she understood, he retracted his momentum, and said with disdain: "My fiancée, are you sure we had sex last night?"

Murong Jun'er squeezed her hands, and her voice trembled slightly. "Brother Qi......"

"It's useless to be coquettish, and it's in the second column of my disgust. Want to know what I hate the most?

"I ......"

"My fiancée, you can threaten me with this, or you can go out and preach what we are going to do, so that you can get married. However, you have to think about whether you have anyone else to do with you at the end of the day!"

Murong Jun'er was stunned and didn't move, she knew that the current Qi Chuan was indifferent, and he would never pity her reputation and care about her future.

Qi Chuan sneered for a while, lifted the sheet and threw it in front of Murong Jun'er. "Wash me the white sheets!"

"Brother Qi!"

Murong Jun'er got up and said softly with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I want to marry you so much, I used the wrong method, I shouldn't have listened to their advice." I... Nothing happened to us yesterday, I just took off my clothes myself......"

"Humph!"

"Brother Qi, can you forgive me?"

Qi Chuan rolled his eyes and walked away in a circle. "Get out of here while no one sees it, and if you dare to enter my room in the future, I will ruin your already unsightly, smelly and thick face!"