I went viral after dressing as a fucking villain

As before, Qiao Qingxin, who sneezed from the cold, still didn't wait for Jiang Yihong's news, and she was so angry that she directly played a video call to Jiang Yihong.

It's a pity that Jiang Yihong had already turned the phone to silent, and was afraid that the light on the phone screen would affect Su Hanying's sleep, so Jiang Yihong got up again and simply turned off the phone.

Not to mention Qiao Qingxin playing video calls, Jiang Yihong would not even answer her ordinary calls.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Qiao Qingxin really couldn't stand the severe cold that penetrated her bones, so she directly got out of the bathtub, ran under her shaggy head and took a comfortable hot shower.

Wrapped in several layers of quilts, Qiao Qingxin felt that she had come back to life. While secretly calling Jiang Yihong a scumbag, she couldn't restrain her excitement that she would see Jiang Yihong tomorrow.

In this love-hate conflict, Qiao Qingxin fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know if others can have good dreams, but Su Hanying only knows that she was nestled in Jiang Yihong's arms last night, and she slept soundly.

Sitting up from the bed, for the first time, Su Hanying saw Jiang Yihong's figure on the bed in the early morning.

"Are you still sleepy? You worked so late last night, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

She should have woken up a long time ago, Su Hanying looked at Jiang Yihong with clear eyes.

Su Hanying, who was full of happiness from the moment she opened her eyes, subconsciously hooked Jiang Yihong's neck, and said in a slightly hoarse voice with a bit of laziness: "Why didn't you go to work today?"

"No, I'll accompany you. Sheng Zeyuan is here, and I'm worried about you being alone."

Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled Su Hanying into his arms, lowered his head and kissed Su Hanying's forehead lightly, Jiang Yihong's voice was full of tenderness.

Since the people he puts on top of his heart are so proactive, how can he back down.

I have to say that it feels super comfortable and safe to be hugged tightly by someone.

Surrounded by the happiness that others dream of, Su Hanying slowly closed her eyes, muttered a few words in a low voice, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Feeling the long and steady breathing of the little person in his arms, Jiang Yihong couldn't help laughing silently.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know whose family's lazy pig this is."

Gently dropping a kiss on Su Hanying's lips, Jiang Yihong slowly withdrew his slightly numb arm from under Su Hanying's neck, and when he walked out of the room, he switched to the indifferent and alienated mode again.

Opening the door of the opposite room, looking at Sheng Zeyuan, who was soaking in the water of the bathtub, fearing that he would slip and drown in the bathtub when he fell asleep.

"Brother, you are here. I'm going back to sleep." Jiang Yiran, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, yawned and returned to the bedroom with bloodshot eyes.

"Let go of me quickly." Sheng Zeyuan, who was dizzy and just wanted to sleep, saw Jiang Yihong as if he saw a savior.

In Sheng Zeyuan's imagination, he should have yelled out these words very angrily, but when he opened his mouth seriously, only intermittent sounds came out.

"What's the situation?" After clearing his throat several times, Sheng Zeyuan could only keep his voice hoarse, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.For a while, Sheng Zeyuan couldn't accept this reality.

"How is it? How does it feel to lose your voice?" Fearing that he would really freeze to death if he continued to soak, Jiang Yihong lifted Sheng Zeyuan out of the bathtub in disgust and threw him on the bed.

"Jiang Yihong, are you plotting against me? Have you mixed something into those ice cubes?"

Unable to make a sound, Sheng Zeyuan's anger was expressed entirely by his ferocious expression and lip shape.

Fortunately, Jiang Yihong could understand lip language, otherwise he wouldn't know what Sheng Zeyuan was trying to express by saying "cheepy wah".

"No." Too lazy to talk nonsense with Sheng Zeyuan, Jiang Yihong just dropped these two words coldly.

I don't know which question Jiang Yihong refers to by "no". Sheng Zeyuan, who had just been untied from the rope, just wanted to vent his fists, but found that his limbs were completely out of his control, as heavy as more than 200 kilograms of scrap iron.

"Don't stare at me, you just have a fever, plus inflammation of the tonsils."

Throwing a bag of cold medicine to Sheng Zeyuan, Jiang Yihong turned and left with a very indifferent back.

At the same time, it was not only Sheng Zeyuan who found out that he had a fever, but also Qiao Qingxin who had just arrived in the early morning last night.

Looking at the number on the thermometer, Qiao Qingxin clenched the quilt with both hands, resisted the discomfort and called the front desk.

"Do you have any cold medicine here? Hurry up and send some over here." The powerlessness brought by the fever made Qiao Qingxin even more irritable now.

Hanging up the phone, looking at Jiang Yihong who was still not responding, Qiao Qing's unyielding energy came up again.This time, she chose to make an ordinary phone call to Jiang Yihong.

After pressing the power button in the morning, Jiang Yihong forgot to turn off the phone to silent before going out.

This directly led to the situation that when he went to solve the situation at Sheng Zeyuan, Qiao Qingxin's call was picked up by Su Hanying.

Su Hanying, who was sitting in a sweet dream, was suddenly awakened by a ringtone, dazedly touched Jiang Yihong's mobile phone on the bedside table, and borrowed it instinctively.

"Hey, Jiang Yihong is out now, I will tell him if there is anything."

When Su Hanying's lazy and lovely voice came to Qiao Qingxin's ears through the phone, the label of cuteness was instantly torn off, and Qiao Qingxin labeled her vicious.

"Su Hanying? Why is brother Yihong's mobile phone in your hand? Where is my brother Yihong?"

With a strong nasal voice, the originally imposing words were abruptly spoken with a sense of humor.

"Huh? Who are you?" Maybe it's because of being soaked in Jiang Yihong's honeypot for a long time, Su Hanying now unconsciously reveals the feeling of belonging to a little girl.

This feeling was even more heart-wrenching for Qiao Qingxin.

"Su Hanying, you'd better get away from brother Yihong quickly, he belongs to me. Otherwise, you will have no good fruit to eat."

Enraged by Su Hanying, Qiao Qingxin hung up the phone after she put down such a harsh word.

Being scolded early in the morning, Su Hanying was in a very bad mood.

When she saw the words "Qiao Qingxin" again, her bad mood suddenly became even worse.

When Jiang Yihong finished solving the matter over there, and pushed open the door to continue enjoying this rare leisure with Su Hanying in his arms, he saw Su Hanying sitting on the bed with a dark face and sulking.

"What's the matter, baby, who made you unhappy?"

Glancing coldly at Jiang Yihong, Su Hanying turned around without making a sound.

Although he didn't know what happened, but he remembered what Lu Jingxuan told him before, no matter what happened, he had to admit his mistake first.Jiang Yihong thought for a while, and whispered in Su Hanying's ear, "I'm sorry."

Upon hearing these three words, Su Hanying got excited: "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"