The long flight time finally ended, Wei Yan took a big breath of fresh air as soon as he got off the plane, raised his eyes to look at the cloudless weather, and his mood unconsciously improved.

"Brother, speaking of which, shouldn't we go to lunch?"

After a few seconds, no one answered him.

Wei Yan turned to look at Qin Yan, only to see him frowning at his phone, his expression solemn, as if something big had happened that would destroy the world.

He was frightened, stepped over, and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"What's wrong? Be. Is something wrong at home? ”

"Eleven hours from London here."

Qin was disgusted with an inexplicable string of words, pulling him back to reality, with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Yes, it's eleven hours, isn't it noon? Look at how nice the weather is outside—"

"Find a hotel, go straight over, I'm not hungry."

A different color flashed in Qin Yan's eyes, put his mobile phone in his pocket, and neatly lifted his suitcase and strode forward, leaving Wei Yan stunned in place.

No, it's twelve o'clock in London! Qin was tired of not eating at noon, but he wanted to eat!!

Seeing that Qin didn't reply, Wei Yanchang sighed and immediately chased after him, and when he rushed to the hotel, the camera brother had already started shooting, and the live broadcast room was immediately crowded.

[Did Mr. Qin Yan eat: I'll go, Mr. Qin Yan has a completely different painting style here, it's night in China now, it's still a sunny day here, and the buildings in London look quite retro. 】

[Briefly loved: Damn, the painting style here is really different, this daytime, now it's night in China, so it seems that Mr. Qin is very strange here. 】

[Daily wall climbing: Who says it's not, it's seven o'clock in the evening in China now, it's time for dinner, and I have to have lunch here~]

[Centenarian stealing home: There is finally a picture here, I've been watching Yaoyao for a long time, and I'm still playing games, it's really exciting, since that one just now, both sides have obviously become serious, and they have been pulling, and the score is biting to death. 】

[Opinion Zhong Qin is true: What what, is it so intense? I just took a look, the score is now 15:15, and overtime has begun, so Yaoyao has the potential to play the game, most of the people who play with her are professional anchors. 】

[Barley sticker: It's not good to say, because it's a team game after all, but I can see that Yueran's sense of existence is not high, and the comparison comes out all of a sudden, and it's a bit of a dimensionality reduction blow, and I thought she was okay to play before. 】

Netizens were discussing frantically in the live broadcast room, not noticing at all that when Wei Yan checked in, Qin Yan was sitting on the sofa at the hotel front desk, looking at his phone in a daze.

He disappeared for eleven hours.

Zhou Yiyao didn't send him a message.

Qin Yan's arm holding the mobile phone subconsciously tightened, and soon a not-so-pleasant female voice broke into his ears.

"Teacher Qin, what a coincidence, you also live in this hotel~"

As he spoke, Zhao Yuetong sat down beside him, looking at him with crooked eyebrows and eyes, unable to take his eyes off him.

Isn't the reason why they stay in the same hotel because the organizers arranged it here?

Qin Yan nodded shallowly, and quietly distanced himself from her, and some kind of suspicion was about to overflow the screen.

"Teacher Qin Yan, do you want to go to lunch together?"

Zhao Yuetong smiled a little, thinking very clearly in his heart.

She wants to take advantage of this trip to London to show herself well, she doesn't believe that there is no man she can't take!

What's more, aren't men all one type?

As long as you give them a little sweetness, they will pounce immediately.

"No, I'm not hungry."

The man still had no expression on his face, and Zhao Yuetong just wanted to say something, when he saw him get up and walk towards the front desk of the hotel, without a trace of nostalgia.

Zhao Yuetong clenched her palms, and the slight pain made her thoughts clear.

Do you really want to use the method that the agent's sister told her?

She glanced at the man in front of her with burning eyes, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

This trip to London lasted for five days, and I was not in a hurry for a day or two, so I would think about the countermeasures and how to implement them.

Qin is disgusted.

It's definitely going to be in her pocket.

At the same time, a certain party was handling the room, and since the guest's room was fixed, it was quickly completed.

After entering the room, the camera brother was locked out, and the live broadcast room fell into darkness.

Qin Yan put the headset in the bathroom, opened the curtains indoors, and the dazzling light from the outside spilled into the room, but his mood was not as good as the weather in London.

An hour passed again.

For twelve hours, Yaoyao still didn't send him a message.

What the hell is she doing?

Escaping from the cameraman's sight, Qin Yan just clicked into his homepage, but looking at the other party's avatar in the live broadcast, he just moved his fingertips to the screen but stopped.

There was some uncertainty in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he put down his phone.

Qin Yan lay quietly on the bed, looking at the ceiling above his head, his mood was delicate, the journey was boring, he should be able to fall asleep soon at this time after a tired day.

No matter how bad it is, it's on the way to eat.

But he didn't expect that a message with no conscience was sent to him

Just as he was tossing and turning in bed, the message on his phone rang with a ding-dong.

He rolled over as if he didn't care, reaching for his phone.

It's not too unconscionable, at least this will finally know how to send a message to yourself.

But when he opened the page, his whole face was gloomy.

(Innocent male high school: Damn, brother, take a look at this, is it Sister Yaoyao's Weibo!) link~)

It's a chat record in a group, and there are a few big words written on the title.

"What kind of lust and indulgence of the game anchor is for~"

He frowned and clicked in, and found that it was a boy he didn't know, and Zhou Yiyao's Weibo private message.

(Barley: Guanji, I often watch you play games, well, that is, can you add an Alipay friend.?) ）

(Kanji: You are, barley??? Damn, no, no, no. Do you know me? ）

(Guanji: Ahem, the QR code is for you.) ）

followed by a bunch of reads, and then there appeared Guanji said that Zhou Yiyao added his contact information just to hire his Alipay chick to work for her.

(Guanji: Friends, am I not proactive enough?) Why didn't Yaoyao reply to me? ）

(Kanji: I really didn't expect my goddess to notice that I felt like I was being favored by an angel, does anyone understand)

Seeing this, Qin Yan's fists tightened, he flew on the plane for eleven hours, and Zhou Yiyao was asking for another man's Alipay QR code?

Is it because he is afraid that he will find out if he asks for WeChat directly?

Oh, that's a good point to consider.

(End of chapter)