Qiu Lingyang is not a kind person, but he is not hard-hearted either, although he didn't watch the scene just now, he could feel it.

Thinking about it at the moment, I can't help but feel a little stuffy in my heart. The feeling of depression in the heart will naturally be affected, and he will open the door with his head down.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt a strong masculine atmosphere, and when I looked up, there was a man lying on the sofa in the living room.

The man lay quietly motionless, presumably asleep.

Of course, there will definitely not be a second man who can break into her house like this, except for Shang Xufeng.

She glanced at him from afar, then withdrew her gaze, deliberately not looking at him as she passed by the living room. If he wants to come, come on, anyway, she can't stop it, and she doesn't bother to say anything to him again.

As soon as he walked up the ladder, a man's lazy and hoarse voice came from behind him: "Qiu Lingyang, you ruthless and damned woman." ”

She stopped, looked back, and saw that the man was still lying still.

scolded her in her dreams, the corners of her lips raised a sarcastic arc, why did she run here to hate her so much?

What the man was thinking, she couldn't guess, and she didn't bother to guess.

Back in the room, Qiu Lingyang thought about this sentence for a long time.

She quickly shook her head again, now, she had nothing to do with him, and she didn't need to guess what he thought.

Qiu Lingyang came to the study, found a book and flipped through it, thinking that this would calm his heart, but he didn't expect that his eyes were staring at the book, and he was still thinking about the man.

She sat in her study for hours, until it was dark and she wanted to go downstairs to make dinner.

I guessed that the man in the hall should have left, and when I went downstairs, I couldn't help but glance over there, only to see that the man was still lying there.

She withdrew her gaze again, telling herself to ignore the man. I told myself not to pay attention to him, but when I was cooking, I couldn't help but fry two more dishes, stir-fried the beef he liked to eat.

The meals were all served, but the man lying in the hall still didn't react at all, and Qiu Lingyang finally felt that something was wrong.

I took off my apron and pursed my lips, but decided to go over and see him.

The man's face was pale, his lips were chapped, his white shirt was unbuttoned, and his bare chest was unnaturally red.

She quickly reached out to probe his forehead, but before she could reach it, she was burned by his scorching heat.

He had a fever and looked like he had a terrible fever.

Qiu Lingyang was a little panicked, but immediately thought of calling Xiao Gu to inform him.

She threw away her mobile phone, and there was no landline at home, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Shang Xufeng's mobile phone next to him, and when she reached out to touch his mobile phone, the man suddenly reached out and pinched her hand.

He opened his eyes suddenly, stared at her with blood-red eyes, and said in a vague voice: "Qiu Lingyang, is your heart made of iron?" ”

She looked at him, didn't speak, and tried to withdraw her hand, but let him grip it tighter.

He grabbed her hand and asked again, "Young Master Ben is asking you, are you dumb?" ”

Qiu Lingyang took over very calmly: "You have a fever, I'll take the phone to inform Xiao Gu." ”

He said again, "Why are you sympathizing with Young Master Ben now?" ”

There was no way to communicate with this person, Qiu Lingyang glanced at him and simply looked away.

"Why don't you get out, get farther away, and let Young Master Ben see you, I'll definitely kill you." He let go of her hand and suddenly roared fiercely.