Whether it was Zhan Qianyan or Ling Qi, including Mu Yi, they had probably never eaten such a lively meal. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

Tian Tian's mouth barely stopped throughout the whole process.

But she usually doesn't talk until she's finished eating, and although it's noisy, she doesn't spray everywhere.

And she has a sweet voice that doesn't sound annoying.

After eating and looking at the time, they sent Tian Tian back to the hotel before returning to the company.

"She's a little noisy, but she's a nice person."

On the way back, Ling Qi looked at Zhan Qianyan apologetically.

Tian Tian kept talking, and only she knew what it was for.

A person who seems to be noisy, often has half a tentative sentence out of ten, and it is easy to dig out the secrets in people's hearts.

Best of all, you won't be defenseless at all.

Fortunately, Zhan Qianyan is not stupid, and he should respond to all changes with the same and prevent a drop of water from leaking.

In addition to looking at her dotingly and showing her love for dog food, she only greeted Tian Tian politely.

I don't answer her words.

I don't know if it's such a character, or if I see something.

"I know. She's your friend and I won't mind. ”

Zhan Qianyan held her soft hand, and his voice was warm.

Ling Qi lowered his head and looked at the hands held by the two.

His fingers moved in his palm, and he inexplicably felt that the hands of the two of them looked particularly good together.

His complexion was slightly heavier than hers, but not dark.

The big hand wrapped her small hand in the palm of her hand, making her hand more and more white and small.

I paused, and a picture flashed in my mind.

It seems that someone once held her hand like this......

With a tingling pain in his mind, Ling Qi jerked his hand out of Zhan Qianyan's palm, his face pale.

Zhan Qianyan was defenseless and was pulled out of her hand.

Then I saw her covering her temples with her hands, frowning and pursing her lips with a look of forbearance.

"Qiqi."

Zhan Qianyan's heart lifted up heavily, and his deep eyes stared at her.

Ling Qi glanced at him, hooked his lips and wanted to smile at him and say that he was fine, but he felt a sharp pain again.

An uncontrollable moan escaped from her lips, and she slammed her head against the soft leather chair behind her.

Zhan Qianyan looked distressed and put his hand on the back of her head.

Mu Yi also hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road and looked back.

The back of Ling Qi's head was held by Zhan Qianyan's warm palm, and he felt that the pain was not so intense.

I closed my eyes and rested for a while, only then did I feel the pain fade a little bit.

"What do you think?"

Zhan Qianyan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and there was worry in her deep voice.

"It's okay."

Ling Qi sat up and raised his eyes to look at Zhan Qianyan, his voice a little hoarse.

Looking at his face, I only felt inexplicably relieved, and even the last residual pain seemed to disappear.

"Yiyi, go find Zhanchen."

Zhan Qianyan frowned, sat up straight, and looked ahead.

Mu Yi responded, and hurriedly started the car and drove towards Yue Zhanchen's laboratory.

Because he recently wanted to stabilize Jiang Ming's newly discovered ability, he hadn't been to the hospital recently.

A day of almost non-stop research in the laboratory.

Jiang Ming didn't have to be tortured by the virus, and he had the opportunity to help his sister, so he naturally fully cooperated.

"No, I'm ......"

Ling Qi grabbed his wrist and said he was fine.

She didn't know why she had a headache just now, but now she's fine.

"It's better to let Zhanchen take a look."

"But I'm going to work soon."

"Am I like the kind of boss who doesn't care about the health of his employees?"

Zhan Qianyan raised his eyebrows.