After Luo Hui finished speaking, he retracted his gaze at the same time.

Turning his head, his gaze met Qiu Weiyi's cold eyes, Luo Hui was stunned, and reacted to his disrespectful remarks just now, and immediately covered his mouth.

Qiu Weiyi's face seemed to be written: What did you say?

His eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of frost stared at him deadly, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura, as if to remind Luo Hui: You try it again?

Luo Hui became cowardly in seconds, consciously closed the microphone, and slowly turned around.

Ling Jingyi took the elevator to Fang Qi's room, glanced at the house number, and determined that it was 374, she directly reached out and rang the doorbell.

Inside the room, Fang Qi was still blowing his hair, wearing a loose white bathrobe, obviously just out of the shower.

Fang Qi hummed a little tune pleasantly, his ears were haunted by the sound of a hair dryer, and he didn't hear the doorbell at all.

Ling Jingyi pressed and pressed impatiently, but there was still no movement inside, and suddenly she took a step back from the front and back of the door, stared at the door for about half a second, and then raised her leg unceremoniously.

"Bang-" The entire corridor heard an echo, and Fang Qi in the room was startled, and quickly turned off the hair dryer, completely unaware of what was happening.

With an interval of less than three seconds, there were still aftershocks in the door in front of Ling Jingyi, and she kicked it again unceremoniously.

"Bang-"

Fang Qi shrugged his shoulders, and found that the voice was indeed coming from his back, and it was extremely familiar.

He put down the hair dryer in his hand, turned around, tightened his belt, and walked in the direction of the door, holding the doorknob in his hand.

Ling Jingyi saw that there was still no movement inside, she raised her leg again, ready to kick hard.

However, the door opened without warning.

Ling Jingyi didn't notice that it was too late to close his legs after discovering it, so he didn't stand firm and gave his feet crooked.

Fang Qi opened half of the door, revealing most of his body, just in time for him to see Ling Jingyi's distorted expression, he smiled handsomely, and looked like a play: "Yo, the kick hurts?" ”

Ling Jingyi stood up straight, looked at him expressionlessly, saw his disheveled appearance, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, quickly change your clothes and go back with me." ”

"Tsk......" Fang Qi didn't like her talking to herself so strongly, but when she saw her in pain just now, her mood suddenly improved.

Fang Qi left the door for her, turned around and went in, took a set of clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

Ling Jingyi moved her ankle, it was indeed a foot injury, she frowned lightly, and limped in.

Looking at the open suitcase on the ground, it was empty, and at this glance, he knew that Fang Qi had not packed it.

She gave him almost an hour to take a shower and blow his hair?

Ling Jingyi's feet were really painful, and she couldn't stand on her feet, so she had to go to the edge of the bed and sit down, while waiting for Fang Qi to come out of it.

After a few minutes, the bathroom door was finally opened.

Fang Qi wore a gray hooded sweatshirt with a pair of slacks underneath.

The boy is white and transparent, with light brown broken hair, a black stud earring on his left ear, a pair of hooking peach blossom eyes, and his handsome temperament, so he has gained a large number of female fans, as long as he appears in the audience's field of vision, he will definitely provoke the screams of the girls.

He has a lot of potential in racing, so he has been valued by Ling Jingyi, but Fang Qi is a bit arrogant, he is born with a self-respect, and he doesn't know how high the sky is.

Ling Jingyi glanced at him and ordered him: "Hurry up, pack your luggage." ”