Chapter 9 Picking up a man and going home
The best demon, stinky and shameless, narcissistic, perverted and disgusting!
This is Ai Qianqian's entire impression of Ji Tianqi!
It's just that---
At this time, Ai Qianqian would never have thought that such a man with a negative image in her mind would one day be in her heart and could no longer let go.
……
"Shallow, did you just come out of the bar?"
A certain man started chattering again.
Ai Qianqian held the handlebar with both hands and increased the accelerator, didn't she and this product just met tonight, and just now I knew each other's names, he called her "Qianqian" Isn't it too familiar?!
A woman took a long breath and didn't spit it out.
Ji Tianqi continued,
"Shallow, why did you dress up as a man just now?
Are you going to a bar to pick up beautiful women? Or do you have that special hobby~~~"
Saying that, Ji Tianqi smiled demonically again, and Ai Qianqian could imagine the expression of this superb man at this moment without turning his head.
Ai shallow breath spit out fiercely.
JI Tianqi,
"Shallow ---"
Ai Qianqian finally couldn't help it.
Under the bright starry sky, the hateful voice of a certain woman spread with the cool breeze,
"Ji Tianqi, you really don't have the eyesight to see or pretend on purpose!
Didn't you notice that I didn't want to talk to you in the slightest?!
If you're injured, don't let me sit honestly!
Twitter like an old woman with broken thoughts, shut up! ”
Ai Qianqian's heart was a little more comfortable.
Grinding and shattering thoughts, Ai Qianqian had another bad impression of Ji Tianqi.
……
A certain man really shut up.
Suddenly, on the quiet road, there was no Ji Tianqi's noisy voice, and the sudden silence was a little uncomfortable.
Ai Qianqian's heart froze, was the tone of what she just said really so heavy? He actually shut up.
It was quiet for two minutes, and the only sound in my ears was the sound of the wind blowing.
Suddenly, Ai Qianqian felt Ji Tianqi's head resting on his shoulder.
Ai Qianqian's heart "chuckled", isn't it! Did he really lose too much blood and fall into a coma?!
"Ji Tianqi?!"
Ai Qianqian nervously shouted Ji Tianqi's name.
Behind him, there was a pitiful voice from a man,
"What are you doing~~~"
Hearing Ji Tianqi's voice, Ai Qianqian's heart suddenly put down, and his tone was panicked,
"What are you doing?"
"Sleep on your shoulder."
A man's voice was pitiful.
Ai Qianqian nodded helplessly and shook his head again, saying,
"Forget it, you better keep talking, or I'll think you've fainted."
As soon as Ai Qianqian's words were finished, he heard Ji Tianqi's demonic voice behind him at that moment, like being beaten with chicken blood---
"Shallow, how about we change the helmet straps?"
A man poked at an unidentified pink object on the end of his head......
Ai rolled his eyes,
"I think pink is a good fit for you."
Slutty bag demon perverted male ......
"Really, really? Isn't it handsome! I can't help it, how can I be so handsome?! Hahaha---"
A man's unbridled laughter floated on the empty road.
Ai is messy in the shallow wind,
“……”
"shallow, shallow, shallow......"
"I call you to speak, not my name."
"What a nice name!"
"Nonsense!"
"Why don't you call it faint?"
“……”
"It's nice to be faint."
"Roll ......"
"You're cursing again......"
“……”
……
in the living room.
Ai's shallow eyes twitched as he looked at a certain man who occupied his sofa, and he was still wearing a pair of big shorts with blue prints, commonly known as "bohemian style", and the corners of his mouth were cramped.
"Ji Tianqi, do you have to live in my house???
Ai Qianqian really cried.
She swore that if she had known that Ji Zefeng was shameless to this extent, she would definitely bump into herself and would never provoke this thing!
Can you imagine?!
A big man, in front of a group of doctors and nurses, hugged her thighs and cried and howled! What's even more shameless is that this product is deliberately holding the thigh that has been bandaged with eight stitches, and is swaying blindly in front of a group of angels in white~~~
Why is she so ruthless, she doesn't care if she hits him?!
When did she say she didn't care about him?!
She just said one sentence, just one sentence, and she also said that she would go back first, let him have a good rest, and she would come back to the hospital tomorrow!
That's all I said!
This thing is like forgetting to take medicine when she goes out, hugging her thighs and crying so miserable and pitiful, a 1.9-meter-9 man, 1.9 meters!
looks like Nima is so bewitching, and when I saw a group of nurses who were crazy at Ji Tianqi and had a red heart, they were cold to themselves one by one, and they were almost a thousand fingers!
If it weren't for so many people looking at her at that time, she couldn't wait to slap the man she was howling and wipe out his other leg!
I couldn't bear to be bleeding in my heart......
At last---
In the disdain of the doctors and nurses in the row, and the voice of a man howling at the top of his throat---
At the request of the masses, Ai Qianqian drove the shameless man who claimed to be a "first-class disabled" back home on a small white electric car......
……
"Dear drop, my body, this time will be handed over to you!"
On the sofa, Ji Tianqi, who was smiling like a flower, said evilly.
The injured left leg was on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the right leg was longer than the sofa, lying there with a big thorn, wrapped in thick gauze, exaggerated to the point that it was almost a plaster, and those who didn't know thought that the leg was broken!
All of a sudden, Ai Qianqian, who was sitting on the cartoon sofa next to him, suddenly wilted.
Sure enough, Ji Tianqi really relied on her.
……
"Okay."
Ai said weakly.
After a night of tossing, Ai Qianqian was really tired.
Forget it, let him sleep here for the night today, and talk about it tomorrow, although it's summer vacation, she doesn't have to go to class, but she has to go to school tomorrow morning to find a teacher.
Ai's shallow and delicate body lazily nestled into the sofa, and her long eyelashes were slightly closed.
……
A certain man on the big couch was in a state of extreme excitement.
A pair of demonic black eyes, flashing with a faint light, looked at Ai Qianqian's home alone.
The house is not big, almost sixty square meters, but it is a duplex warm house that Ai Qianqian has liked since he was a child, and it is more than enough for Ai Qianqian, who lives alone.
The space is very high, and the living room on the first floor is next to the kitchen, and above is the duplex Ai shallow open room. On the other side of the living room is the bathroom. On the opposite side of the living room, there is a small floor-to-ceiling window, and there is a small balcony outside.
The whole house has a delicate layout but is not cumbersome, and there is warmth in the simplicity.
Although the decoration of the house is not very extravagant, you can see the simple and delicate heart of the owner of this house from the delicate and small vase next to the TV cabinet, the simple transparent chandelier on the ceiling, the patchwork of picture frames on the wall, and the pink satin curtains hanging in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
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"Dear ---"