Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

hiss!

The heavily closed door left a deep purple mark on Qiao Yichen's palm.

Just now, when Su Zhixing suddenly saw Qiao Yichen appear at the door, she reflexively closed the door with great force.

Who knew he would be so crazy as to use his own hands to block the door.

"Qiao Yichen, aren't you afraid that your hand will be broken by the door?"

Even if he wasn't in pain, she would still feel pain for him.

Su Zhixing hurriedly opened the door, grabbed the man's hand and started massaging it.

His hands are used for surgery and experiments, and nothing can go wrong.

Qiao Yichen stared at the woman with his dark eyes as she was nervous about him, and the breath that was stuck in his heart couldn't help but soften.

"I brought dinner. It's all your favorite. Let's eat together."

He walked into the room carrying a cooler bag of takeout.

The aroma of rice immediately spread in the narrow space.

Su Zhixing suddenly felt hungry and her stomach growled.

As soon as she came back, she buried herself in cleaning the new house and forgot that she had not eaten dinner.

But the house was too small, and when Qiao Yichen's tall stature came in, the room seemed particularly narrow and cramped.

Qiao Yichen glanced around and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"How can someone live in such a small house? Su Zhixing, you have a masochistic tendency, huh?"

"A small house gives me a sense of security. As long as I like it, it's fine. I don't need others to like it."

After Su Zhixing massaged Qiao Yichen's hands with professional techniques and determined that he was not seriously injured, she took the thermal bag from his hand.

"Thank you Professor Qiao for running errands and bringing me delicious food. I won't hesitate to do so."

As she spoke, the smile on her face suddenly faded, and she suddenly pointed at the door and exclaimed,

"Who's there? Sneaky ass, come out now!"

Then she nervously pushed Qiao Yichen towards the door.

"Brother, go and have a look! There was a white figure flashing by just now. It was so scary."

"Let me see." The corners of Qiao Yichen's lips rose slightly.

She has been quirky and cocky since she was a child, so he knew what she was up to.

Qiao Yichen took advantage of the situation and walked to the door and looked outside. "No one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhixing's mischievous voice came from behind him.

"Brother, I need to rest now. I don't have time to greet you! Please go back."

Su Zhixing unceremoniously accepted the delicious food the man brought, but mercilessly pushed him out of the door from behind.

Since she has decided to be independent, she will not let him stay and seduce her mind.

When I see him, I think of his betrayal.

People are like this, once trust is lost, all that is left is suspicion and suffocation!

But just when she successfully pushed the man out of the door, the next second, her slender arms tightened.

She was also dragged out of the room by the man.

With a loud bang, the door closed.

Su Zhixing looked at the closed door, then looked at herself. Qiao Yichen and she were both locked outside.

While I was teasing Qiao Yichen, he was teasing me back?

Su Zhixing's face flushed with embarrassment.

"Qiao Yichen, you already knew I wanted to kick you out, right? Who told you to close the door? You didn't bring your keys or your phone with you, how are you going to get back to your room now?"

Qiao Yichen's low laughter vibrated in his chest.

"Su Zhixing, you underestimate my intelligence, huh? If you beg me, I will find a way to let you in."

"I'm not begging you. Qiao Yichen, lend me your phone. I'll find a locksmith."

Su Zhixing said this and reached out to touch the man's shirt pocket.

"No? Where is the phone?" Her little hand reached into the man's trouser pocket again.

"Su Zhixing, do you still want to force yourself on me? Do you have any manners?"

Qiao Yichen dodged quickly, pressing his tall back against the wall, and used his big hands to push away the woman's attacking small hands.

The more the man hid, the more Su Zhixing was certain that the phone must be in his trouser pocket.

"Qiao Yichen, hand over your phone quickly and stop wasting time!"

Su Zhixing hurriedly approached him again, her little hand constantly reaching towards his trouser pocket.

One was dodging, the other was touching. Suddenly, Su Zhixing's hands froze, and she actually touched a place she shouldn't have touched...