Chapter 41 Isn't this an indirect kiss

Seeing Qin Yan's stupid appearance, Mo Yan sneered.

In this difficult world, on such a cold winter night, it is really warm to have such a person who is full of heart and eyes and is all by his side.

This apartment was bought by Qin Yan for the convenience of going to school, and the original three-room room was transformed into a super-large bedroom and study, so he said that one person sleeps in the living room and one person sleeps in the living room, which is not wrong.

But if you sleep in his room, wouldn't it feel strange to enter his private sphere.

Mo Yan pursed his lips, "I sleep in the living room, you sleep in your own room." ”

After speaking, he was ready to take the quilt in his hand.

Qin Yan immediately shook his head like a rattle, hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, and said seriously, "Then what's the matter, you are a girl, I am a man; You sleep in the bedroom, and you have to lock the door to be safe, and you can't resist if I get too bad. ”

Hearing this, Mo Yan's nose suddenly became sour, her eyes were red again, and tears filled her eyes, but they didn't fall.

"Qin Yan! Qin Yan! Why are you so good? ”

It was so good that it felt unreal to her.

She lost her parents since she was a child, depended on her grandmother, and met a scumbag like Lu Entropy in her previous life, and never believed that she had such good luck, but Qin Yan made her begin to doubt her cognition.

Mo Yan's tears made Qin Yan at a loss again.

He gently avoided the wound on his neck, took the person into his arms, and comforted him softly,

"Alas, don't cry Yanyan, I'm wrong, I'm wrong; I'm not good, I'm a bad person, I have indescribable thoughts about you; I want you to be my girlfriend all day long, but you ignore me, I don't give up, I always pester you..."

Mo Yan pushed, looked up at him slightly, the sour vinegar on the tip of his nose disappeared, and was replaced by a smile, "How can you say this about yourself!" That listens to you, I sleep in the bedroom, you sleep in the living room. ”

"Uh-huh, the duvet covers have been changed, go to sleep, good night!"

Qin Yan said as he pulled her to the bedroom door;

Then he rubbed her hair affectionately, he wanted a goodnight kiss, but it was just a thought.

When the door was closed, he turned to pick up the quilt from the ground and walked back to the sofa, his face covered in frost.

took out his mobile phone and called the police station, and lightly ordered, "Huangmao's gang, thoroughly check the previous deeds, let them stay in it for the rest of their lives, and arrange people to go in and serve them regularly." ”

The other party responded respectfully, "Yes, Qin Shao." ”

Last time, he was negligent, and he would never let them have any chance to hurt Moyan again.

As for Lu Entropy, he will do it himself.

Ink smoke smelled the smell of mint and quickly fell asleep.

At nine o'clock the next day, she slowly woke up, dreamless all night and refreshed, just like the last time she was in Zhongmu, her sleep has not been good since she returned from rebirth, but as long as Qin Yan is there, she can sleep very soundly.

Pushing open the door, the air is filled with the smell of fried eggs and red bean porridge.

Following the sound, Qin Yan's long back was clumsily busy in the kitchen, with an apron tied around his waist, looking at his mobile phone and in the pot, he was actually cooking?

She approached with her slippers, and Qin Yan turned around when she heard the voice, "Are you awake?" Does the wound still hurt? This soybean and peanut stewed pig's trotter soup will be ready immediately, Xu Qian said that this soup will help the wound heal, you go to the table first and wait. ”

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. You know how to cook? Mo Yan asked with some surprise.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult, I downloaded a cooking app, I just tasted it, and it's okay. Why don't you try it? ”

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he scooped a small spoonful and blew it;

Mo Yan naturally approached, and took a sip of his hand, "Well, it's very delicious, very talented." ”

When I was a child, my grandmother stewed soup, so I liked to let her try the taste like this, and I didn't feel out of harmony at all.

This soup is rich and fragrant, and it is not greasy and odorless, and it takes a lot of processes to make this taste, which is not only talent, but also thought.

After speaking, she nodded, and looked at Qin Yan with bright apricot eyes.

This look full of appreciation made Qin Yan's mood more and more rippling, and he didn't hesitate to send the remaining half a spoonful of soup to his mouth and drink it.

Yes, drank it.

Isn't this an indirect kiss?

I really suspect that Qin Yan is deliberate, but she has no evidence, no evidence...

Mo Yan felt that magma began to erupt in her brain, and a pale pink color flew on her cheeks, making her more and more delicate and moving.

I had to bend over and pretend to go to the disinfection cabinet to find dishes and chopsticks, "Ahem... Where are the bowls and spoons? I'm here to help with the soup. ”

Someone will accept it when he sees it, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily grin to the root of his ears, this morning's hard work is worth it, and the soup that has been drunk by smoke is the best.

After breakfast, the two went back to school and caught up with the third and fourth classes.

Now, Mo Yan will not resist any longer, and Qin Yan is sitting beside her.

It's just that occasionally she can't stand the other party's blazing gaze, she will directly throw a book and cover his face, this kind of seemingly refusal but coquettish interaction makes Qin Shao, who is lazy and noble on weekdays, become a silly and happy second goods.

Ji Yu couldn't help but whisper, "Ah Yan, take away Hadazi, you are fighting with Shi Eryou like this now." ”

"Hehe, you haven't caught it yet, have you? Single dog, you don't understand. Qin Yan glanced at him, turned his head and continued to stare at Mo Yan's side face.

Ji Yu cupped his eyes and said lightly, "Maybe you're not a single dog?" ”

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O, I'm a dog licker at most, and I should be able to stop being a single dog soon. ”

Qin Yan stretched out a finger and shook it on the table; At this moment, he interpreted me as a licking dog, I am happy, I am licking a dog, and I am proud.

Ji Yu was rarely so angry with him that he killed Ren and punished him, so he no longer cared about him.

After school today, there was a rehearsal for the Dunhuang Flying Dance, Ji Yu and Shi Cong sent them home at school, Qin Yan found a reason to leave, and actually went to Lu Entropy's Xixi Villa.

The courtyard here is deep and small bridges and flowing water, quiet and hidden, suitable for shrimp and shrimp.

Alone, he parked the car outside and strode inside.

When Lu Yan entered this area, he had already learned that he was coming, so he sat in the living room in advance and waited for him to come to the hall, leaving only a river boat by his side.

Qin Yan stood at the door, glanced at him coldly, and then quickly approached, and his right hand came into a fist;

Lu Entropy dodged with his head, but Qin Yan's left hook had already followed, hitting him the mandible, and a fishy sweetness in his mouth quickly spread;

Seeing this, Jiang Zhou on the side immediately stepped forward to help, but was retreated by Lu Entropy, "This is my personal matter with Qin Shao, step down!" ”

Qin Yan had just blocked a blow with his arm, and Lu Entropy punched him in the abdomen;

The two were at a stalemate, fists to the flesh, but Qin Yan had spent time in the mercenary special training camp after all, and he was slightly better than Lu Entropy, who grew up in the doting of Old Man Lu.

After a while, the two finally fought almost, Lu Entropy was lying on the ground and moved his suffocating neck, a second ago, he really felt that Qin Yan really wanted to kill him.

But, so what, he is not afraid of death, and the corners of his mouth pull out a strange arc.

Qin Yan staggered to the wall and stood up, exuding a murderous aura all over his body, his gaze fell to the ground like an ice pick, and his tone was as cold as a 10,000-year-old glacier, "This is the last warning, don't get close to Mo Yan, she is my person." ”