The host is irritable every day

Chapter 63 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (5)

Qi Wan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand, picked up the phone, put it to his ear first, and then replied to the person next to him with a firm tone: "If you don't bother, I will just be his bride."

...

night.

Qi Wan, who had no evening self-study task, went to the hospital first, but after finding no one, he came to Tang Junchen's private apartment.

No. 1 in Building 1702 is Tang Junchen’s address.

Looking up from the outside, there was a dim light shining in that room, Qi Wan looked away, and hurriedly took the elevator upstairs.

At first, they knocked lightly on the door rhythmically, and then, when they couldn't get a reply, they began to slap randomly, calling people's names while they were slapping.

For a long time.

Just as she was worried about what would happen to the people inside, she turned sideways and was about to knock the door open, when the door suddenly opened.

Qi Wan didn't stop the car and crashed straight into it.

The person who opened the door would have thought of this a long time ago, and turned his body to avoid her throwing mat. Perhaps out of kindness in his heart, he firmly grasped her arm when he was about to fall.

Seeing that she stood firm, the man frowned slightly, let go with a little disgust, threw a pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet in front of her, closed the door, ignored her, and went straight to the restaurant at home .

After changing her shoes, Qi Wan followed his tail to the dining room, pulled away the chair opposite his table, sat down, rested her chin, and stared intently at the person eating.

The man was sitting there, just wearing a pure white T-shirt was very seductive.

The short black hair is fine and clean, the clear eyebrows and eyes are a bit cold, there is a tear mole under the corner of the left eye, the three-dimensional and high nose bridge, the lip color is slightly white, two very thin petals, the jawline is sharp and angular, and the facial features There is a kind of cool and delicate.

On the table are two simple side dishes, tomato eggs, stir-fried cabbage, and a small bottle of Coke.

Tang Junchen ate very little, only half a bowl of rice, and every time he picked up the food with chopsticks, it was not enough for a mouthful, and he swallowed it slowly when he put it in his mouth.

The common problem of surgeons performing too many operations in a day.

"Is something wrong?"

Tang Junchen finally raised his eyes, looking at her lightly.

Qi Wan touched her neck with her hand resting on her chin, with her fingertips on top, "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"

He didn't speak.

He raised his eyelashes slightly and looked at her calmly.

"..."

After being stared at by him, Qi Wan also looked down, feeling a little embarrassed and bewildered.

1 minutes later.

Urgently twitching all the clever brain cells in her body to think about the unusual, it finally reminded her of something.

"what."

She curled her lips and said, "I have to bring a gift when I come to visit you?"

Tang Junchen put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue from the paper box placed against the wall on the table, and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly.

Although she was speechless, she could still see what he wanted to say "that's not it".

Not intending to continue on this strange topic, Qi Wan took a deep breath, and cut straight to the point: "Tang Junchen, why don't you go home, why don't you answer Uncle Tang's call, why are you hiding from people on purpose?"

Tang Junchen: "..."

Facing a series of questions, he answered casually, "...my mobile phone is in arrears."

As soon as such an answer came out, Qi Wan froze.

Why is it exactly the same as the lie she told his father...

She brushed her hair on her temples and coughed to ease the embarrassing atmosphere, "Well... what I asked was why you didn't go home."

Tang Junchen lowered his eyelids and cleaned up the dishes on the table by himself.

After a long time, when he got up with the stacked bowls and chopsticks in one hand, he replied indifferently: "No time."

Qi Wan frowned, pushed away the chair, and hurriedly followed.

"Then why does Uncle Tang never see him every time he looks for you?"

Tang Junchen came to the sink, picked up a blue dishcloth hanging on the wall, dipped it in some water, and added some dishwashing liquid. He felt very relaxed and calm, "Maybe I missed something."

Miss every day?
What a serious nonsense!

Qi Wan crossed her waist and began to criticize his answer, "Tang Junchen, who are you coaxing, who is in the same place every day..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man spoke indifferently, and naturally changed the subject: "I heard that you became the head teacher."

Qi Wan was led astray: "That's right."

"..."

"...No, Tang Junchen, don't change the subject!"

She raised her eyebrows with some unknown anger, "Escape is not an option, you have to face her anyway! What's more, in order to avoid seeing her, don't you even want to talk to your father?!"

The voice is too excited, how can you challenge a person with mental illness.

She pursed her lips and restrained herself a bit, "You take me back tomorrow night, Uncle Tang invites us to have dinner together."

Tang Junchen opened his mouth.

"Don't use 'no time' as an excuse." Qi Wan cut him off first.

"Before I came to your house, I went to the hospital. Tomorrow is morning and evening shifts. It's your turn to rest the day after tomorrow."

Tang Junchen quietly washed the dishes without saying a word.

Knowing that he wanted to avoid this topic, Qi Wan would not give him this chance.

She looked virtuous, patient and unyielding to others, and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't give me an answer now. I will wait for you downstairs at six o'clock the day after tomorrow until you come to pick me up."

"Anyway, I don't care. Even if you escape tonight, I will still bring you to Uncle Tang tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..."

...

Seven o'clock the next night.

Qi Wan had already waited a full hour downstairs in Tang Junchen.

This guy.

You don't really want to let her keep vigil here, and you really want to avoid her from coming?
Qi Wan rubbed a pebble under her feet to play, looked at the target ahead, and kicked it like a football, [CC, the target you arranged for me this time is really temperamental. 〕

Since the two opened their hearts and hurt each other, they completely forgot the principled problems that the system CC told her about non-completion and commodity exchange in the previous communication.

System CC: [……]

[Host, he is here, right behind you. 〕

Qi Wan mocked secretly, and turned around uncontrollably, "Cut, who are you kidding, why are you the same as the target you arranged to attack..."

"..."

Her voice stopped suddenly.

Because not far behind, the person who was staring at her with his pocket in his pocket made her suddenly petrified.

Grass.

This man is a doctor, not a policeman. How can he walk without making a sound?
Qi Wan's throat tightened, and she trotted up to him with a smile on her face. She blinked her eyes and said in a sweet and soft voice, "Tang Junchen, when did you come?"

Tang Junchen lowered his eyes slightly, "When you kicked the pebbles."

Qi Wan: "..."

Grass.

She gave an embarrassed "huh" laugh.

Then he said, "I thought you weren't coming."

She thought she could wait for someone to say "I won't stop coming", but in the end, she was wrong, Tang Junchen, who rarely had contact with women, didn't understand, and was even a little disgusted, said in a low voice, "I don't want to be called by the property management to pick you up, it's embarrassing. "

Qi Wan: "..."

Nothing to say.

Shrewd eyes found Tang Junchen's motorcycle, "Let's go."

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