Lin Qiuran's talent for the game of eating chicken was something that Zhao Qichen couldn't help but smack slightly when he looked at it.

Especially for the use of sniper rifles, you must know that Lin Qiuran is not a professional player who has been systematically trained.

"I'm tired, I don't play anymore." Lin Qiuran waved his hand and exited the game interface.

"Are you lacking in exercise, this little physical strength is gone..."

Zhao Qichen stared at Lin Qiuran, smiled ambiguously as he spoke, and hooked his chin.

There was still a bunch of dishes in the kitchen that had not had time to be cleaned waiting for Lin Qiuran to clean, where did she have the kung fu to be blind and poor with Zhao Qichen, she rolled her eyes, and Lin Qiuran strode into the kitchen.

The sound of clattering dishes came from the direction of the kitchen, and Zhao Qichen listened to it, as if he was enchanted, and he couldn't control his eyes that kept glancing over.

Lin Qiuran had already taken off her coat at this time, a black tight-fitting undershirt was attached to her delicate body, outlining her beautiful figure, and the linen-colored apron was tied around her waist, which further set off her slender waist.

Zhao Qichen's eyes couldn't help but darken, and the constant sound of water undoubtedly became the biggest temptation at this time.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Qichen gently covered his wound and moved towards the kitchen little by little.

Lin Qiuran had just eaten a handful of chicken, and he was in a very happy mood, holding a cleaning sponge in his hand and constantly drawing circles on the oil-stained plate.

The sponge foam is filled with fine white foam, and if you look down slightly, you can clearly ask for a faint lemon scent.

With the movement of Lin Qiuran's hand, the foam jumped back and forth on the sponge, the dishes and her fingertips.

Suddenly, a warm body covered Lin Qiuran.

After a pause, the sponge fell into the pool with a "snap".

"Let go! Zhao Qichen: Are you crazy? ”

Even if Lin Qiuran didn't have to look back, he knew who this person who didn't have the slightest sound of footsteps was.

"There's no way, maybe I was hit by a poison that is stronger than the one in the finals and is also called 'Lin Qiuran', so I can only sneak close to my 'adrenaline' to solve it, otherwise I will die..."

Zhao Qichen exhaled in Lin Qiuran's ear and muttered in a low voice.

Lin Qiuran shuddered at first, felt the strangeness of his body, stabilized his mind a little, and gritted his teeth and said with some anger:

"Then why don't you die?!"

As he spoke, he was about to break free from Zhao Qichen's arms and began to struggle.

Zhao Qichen's wound was on his back against his neck, and he had been lying on the bed carefully not daring to touch the wound during the rest for the past few days, Lin Qiuran was so excited that he completely forgot that he was still injured.

"Ranran... Don't move, don't move... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Zhao Qichen gasped, and his mouth made a "hiss" painful sound.

Lin Qiuran remembered it at this time, immediately stopped his movements, and said with some worry:

"I don't move, I don't move, does it still hurt?"

Zhao Qichen's expression was originally distorted because of pain, and it was instantly replaced with a ruffian smile:

"It doesn't hurt to hug Ranran."

Lin Qiuran was so teased by Zhao Qichen that his face was slightly red and he couldn't speak.

Zhao Qichen saw that his trick had a good effect, and said in a low voice:

"Ranran, don't you know that you can't move in a man's arms? I'm not Megumi Yanagishita, I'm not messing around..."

As he spoke, Zhao Qichen used his front crotch to push forward ambiguously.

Lin Qiuran's face had turned the color of pig's liver, mixed with anger and shyness, and her mood was also annoyed and angry.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, he heard a sound of shuffling footsteps coming from the stairs.

"Let go!"

These three words were almost squeezed out of Lin Qiuran's teeth, Zhao Qichen looked at the expression of the little woman in his arms, and let go of his hand a little curtly.

Did you go overboard?

But they are all old husbands and wives who have looked at each other and done shameful things, why can't they make this joke?

Lin Qiuran quickly sorted out his appearance, tried his best to restrain the expression on his face, and immediately turned around and picked up the cleaning sponge.

The man who came down was a horse monkey, and while rubbing his sleepy eyes, he yawned and slurred his speech:

"Raymond is swollen, why don't you look for the air window?"

was disturbed by his good deeds, of course Zhao Qichen was full of unhappiness, and his tone was also fierce:

"I thought they were all like you, sleeping like dead pigs."

"I didn't ask you, I asked Sister Ran Ran."

The horse monkey looked at Zhao Qichen's ugly face and didn't know how he offended him.

Lin Qiuran heard the horse monkey call his name, turned around and smiled a little stiffly:

"I've been... I've been waking up so early. ”

The horse monkey poked his head into the pool, and only then did he see that Lin Qiuran was brushing the dishes.

"No matter how poor our club is, we have to hire a cooking aunt... Sister Ran Ran, do you know that brushing dishes and washing clothes is the most painful, and these things in my family belong to my father. ”

"I see that you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, why don't you help Ran Ran?"

When Zhao Qichen heard that the horse monkey actually rushed in front of him to be courteous to Lin Qiuran, the unhappiness in his heart deepened.

"Please, it's you chasing Sister Ran Ran, not me, you can have a snack..."

The horse monkey took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, patted Zhao Qichen on the shoulder, and climbed the stairs to the room after leaving this sentence.

He just slept until he was awakened by thirst and took a bottle of water to drink, but his hands were going to hit the keyboard, how could he be contaminated by something like detergent?

The horse monkey walked while the heart was small.

Left Zhao Qichen with a black line on his face, as well as Lin Qiuran's big eyes at Zhao Qichen.

Since then, Zhao Qichen has been confirming whether Lin Qiuran is really angry all day.

Lin Qiuran mopped the floor, and the dirty water from the mop accidentally poured on his slippers.

Lin Qiuran wiped the table, and the dirty water on the rag shook him in the face.

Lin Qiuran sorted out the bookshelf, and the books on the bookshelf fell and hit his head.

Lin Qiuran......

Well, it looks like it's not light.

Zhao Qichen thought silently as he drew a circle.

Until the evening, when all the team members upstairs were gathered downstairs, Lin Qiuran still ignored Zhao Qichen.

Several people also smelled a strange smell, and several people whispered.

Chubby: "This is ...... Quarrelsome? ”

Old wolf: "I think so." ”

Horse Monkey: "Is this a prelude to a breakup?" ”

Chubby: "Have they ever been together?" ”

Old wolf, horse monkey: "It seems... No. ”

Chubby: "That's the fat man, my curse has worked, hahaha......"

Old wolf, horse monkey: "......"

"So funny? Why don't you say it and share it with me so that I can laugh too? Zhao Qichen was expressionless, and suddenly stepped forward from behind the three of them.

The three of them were immediately silenced, and Xiaopang even squeezed his eyes obediently.