Wake up early, half past five.

Sleepy!

Early in the morning, Qin Yang rushed to the airport with dark circles under his eyes that couldn't be covered, waiting left and right and seeing no one, and was later told that the trip was canceled, Qin Yang held his mobile phone and gritted his teeth and said: "Lin Kun, you'd better not know about this in advance!"

She grinded her teeth and pinched the phone, Lin Kun was hugging her little girlfriend, you and me, and when she heard this, she pushed her little girlfriend coldly, "Qin ••••••"

Lin Kun was stunned for a moment, the good morning atmosphere was ruined by Qin Yang's woman, and it was disappointing!

The little girlfriend stood at the head of the bed, glaring angrily, her pink and tender cheeks bulging, carrying a pillow as Lin Kun's face, "Stinky Lin Kun, you actually pushed me!" waved his slap and smashed on the pillow, "Let you push me, hum, let you push me!"

Lin Kun couldn't cry or laugh, and pulled his little girlfriend's hand in the palm of his hand, "I'm sorry just now." He pressed the man standing beside the bed into his arms, "Be nice, I'll make you a good breakfast of love in a moment, eh?"

"Bastard!" the person in his arms scolded delicately, and the person in his arms fell softly on his shoulders and began his love breakfast••••••

Qin Yang didn't bother to pursue anything more, the annoying essence of the golden grain was really a different way to block her! The pediatric trick was just an extra trip, a little bigger. Qin Yang has always disdained to confront the golden grains, so he treated this matter as a cloud, and the wind blew and passed, and he yawned and returned to Shangcheng's apartment.

The appraiser and manager of the other party happened to be in a hurry, so the trip was cancelled.

In this way, Qin Yang can just rest, she has always been busy with work and doesn't care about day and night.

In this way, it is rare to be free.

It was raining outside.

This time back to the cage, Qin Yang slept soundly.

The light in the room gently sprinkled on her body, Qin Yang held a book and leaned on the couch, and the rain was falling. The sound of the door lock turning.

Zhou Zhixing entered the door full of moisture, the lights in the living room were on but there was no figure or sound, "Qin Yang?" he took off his coat and pushed open the bedroom door.

Sure enough, she lay on the couch leisurely, "Well, you're back?" Qin Yang looked at his slightly wet hair, which was a little sexier than usual, "It's raining a lot outside!"

"Yes, didn't you mean you were going on a business trip?" but I didn't see him at home for several days!

"Well, there's something wrong with the other side. ”

Zhou Zhixing understood, "Do you want to drink water?" he pointed to Qin Yang's empty cup.

"Drink. Zhou Zhi walked over, and Qin Yang said: "I poured it myself, just to change the tea." She put down the book, got up and touched his hair: "It's raining and it's cold, you go take a hot shower." ”

"It's fine. Qin Yang took the coat in his hand, it was a little wet when he touched it, Zhou Zhixing took off his blazer, and looked closely at the tip of his nose and ears were still red.

"By the way, what do you want to eat at night?" Qin Yang first sorted out his clothes and put them aside, turned around and went into the kitchen, Zhou Zhixing slowly untied his tie there: "Let's drink porridge!" After thinking about it again, he still couldn't think of something that might be due to some cold, and he didn't want to eat anything for a while. So he took a change of clothes and swayed to the kitchen leisurely, his shirt was loose, his chest was slightly exposed, he lowered his head and rubbed Qin Yang's shoulder with his chin: "I drink lily porridge, and you decide the rest." After saying that, he swayed into the bathroom leisurely.

Zhou Zhixing's interest was not high, Qin Yang looked at him a little cowardly and thought: He may have caught a cold. Then stir-fry some light dishes.

Zhou Zhixing's kung fu Qin Yang took a bath and prepared a meal and beckoned him, "The porridge will wait for a while." Looking at his reddish eyes, Qin Yang reached out and tried his forehead, "There is no fever." ”

Qin Yang took the towel in his hand, raised his chin to the sofa, and Zhou Zhixing sat down and leaned on her waist, quietly letting her rub her hair messily.

Being soaked in hot water like this, he was really a little drowsy.