You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"..."

Jiang Qi fell silent.

It's really tiring, there is a kind of abusive hero who silently gives everything for the heroine behind his back, and because of the character setting without a long mouth, he can't open his mouth to explain the misunderstanding of the little white flower heroine, and can only let her think wildly Powerlessness.

She looked up at the man in front of her very weakly, and persuaded him with 12 points of sincerity:

"Master, it's a long story, but you listen to me, you really can't tell the difference."

"..."

Hearing this, Qi Yu's eyes darkened immediately, his whole body was restrained, and then he walked away without hesitation.

Standing in front of the sofa, looking down at her, with an expression of "then there is no need to talk", and his tone is cold and alienated:

"I don't help other people's girlfriends—"

But before he finished speaking, his calf was gently hooked by a soft force.

"you......"

The man was at a loss for words, and his muscles tensed instantly. He just wanted to pull back, but he was afraid that he might hurt her if he couldn't control his strength.

However, his momentary hesitation gave some people an opportunity.

The next moment, the electric touch on his thigh made Qi Yuelian almost stop breathing.

"..."

He lowered his head stiffly, and met a pair of bright black eyes with a smile unsuspectingly.

"Qi Yu,"

Jiang Qiyu didn't think too much, hugged the young master's golden thigh with her hands and feet, raised her head and smiled brightly at him:

"Then I'll leave it to you tonight."

"Please, please me,"

Qi Yu didn't react, but felt that the leg she held in her arms didn't seem to be his own anymore, and his tone was even more difficult to conceal:

"what?"

"hey-hey......"

Jiang Qiyu smiled mischievously, secretly pinched his muscular thigh, and then——

"Chi Liu" the whole person slid off the sofa.

Before the man had time to react, he quickly squeezed out of him, and slipped into the bed of the luxurious big bed like a little gray mouse being chased by a cat.

"..."

Qi Yu waited for a long time before suppressing the unknown fire in his heart, and when he turned around, he saw a big lump wriggling in the quilt on his bed.

Soon, a head poked out from under the quilt, and confidently occupied the magpie's nest:

"No way, since you don't call for me, and I can't go back, I have to stay with you all night."

This scene alone drained the jealousy that the man had just brewed.

He sighed resignedly, raised his legs a few steps to the edge of the bed and looked down at her:

"... go down."

But instead of listening, the man tried his best to "chrysalis" a few times to the other side, wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and shook his head:

"Do not."

"Go down," Qi Yu leaned over and stretched out his hand, making a gesture to lift the quilt off her body:

"I'll help you contact your assistant."

"No!" Jiang Qiyu moved to the side "chrysalis" twice with sharp eyes and hands, with an attitude of wanting to live and die with this bed:

"I don't want to go back now, I just want to sleep here."

She didn't know how to explain the historical issue of the captain of the security guard, but it was hard to guarantee that Qi Yue wouldn't think wildly when he was here.

So, out of haste and wit, she came up with this stupid trick of fighting poison with poison.

It was to prevent Qi, the heroine of abuse, Yu Yu, from lying on the bed at night and thinking blindly.

"you really......"

Seeing her undefended appearance against him, Qi Yu felt good, and then suddenly thought of something, and looked at her with a sullen face:

"You little girl, why don't you have any precautions against men?"

"—"

Reminded by him, the person who was still pouting his buttocks and trying to "chrysalis" suddenly stopped.

It took a long time before he slowly "rolled" back wrapped in a quilt.

Jiang Qiyu lay on her back on the bed, looking straight at the tall and strong man above.

"..."

Suddenly she grinned at him, smiling heartlessly:

"Qi Yu, take a good look in the mirror, we don't know who needs to be on guard."

"..."

In the end, between the two options of sleeping on the sofa and the bed, the "helpless" Qi Yue could only "reluctantly" lie on the half of the bed given up by someone.

This bed is very big, and it is not a problem for four or five people to lie side by side.

Jiang Qiyu had a big heart, and it was not the first time the two had "sleeped together", so she didn't take it seriously.

Find a comfortable position on the soft pillows and start to feel sleepy.

"..."

The room fell silent for a while.

Only the dim bedside lamp was still dimly on, accompanied by the gradually long breathing of one person, and the beating heartbeat of the other person like a drum.

Qi Yu was standing in a military posture on the bed, and the unforgettable experience of that night was overwhelmingly surging in his mind.

The more I think about it, the more my heart surges, the more I think about it, the more bloody my blood, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep...

And at this moment, a faint sentence from someone beside him made him tremble instantly.

"Let's agree first, you are not allowed to record me talking in my sleep at night."

Jiang Qiyu's original intention was to warn him, after all, she really couldn't control herself about talking in her sleep.

But these words heard Qi Yu's ears, but it was as if a basin of cold water with ice slag was poured all over his body in the scorching midsummer:

"Again?"

He has always been able to catch people's language problems, and immediately sat up straight like a carp, and looked at him with a frown:

"Who recorded you talking in your sleep?!"

It was only then that Jiang Qiyu realized that she had slipped her words again, adhering to the thought that what she said was more wrong, she turned her back to him as if to avoid it.

He slapped his mouth lightly before pretending to be indifferent and said:

"No one."

But Qi Yue was relentless, like a strong wife who found out that her worthless husband was cheating, she raised her hand and snatched him back.

Locked tightly in his arms, he gritted his teeth and asked her:

"Is it him?!"

Is that the damn security guard? !

"..."

The person in his arms was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, but his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, pretending not to be decent.

He continued to ask: "Jiang Qiyu, did you sleep with him?!"

"Ugh......"

Realizing that pretending to be asleep was useless, Jiang Qiyu let out a long sigh and slowly opened her eyes, then curled her lips when she met his frowning eyes.

With a little effort, the slender arm broke free from his strong-looking embrace, and raised it to wrap around the man's neck without hesitation.

When this person was trembling, he slowly pressed him to himself, and whispered in his ear with a slightly sleepy voice:

"Qi Yu, I want to sleep."