When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

When Qi Yan opened his eyes again, it was already night.He sat up in a daze, pushed the quilt aside, and was about to go to the ground to get up at night, but when he stepped out of bed, he was stumbled by the people around him.

"Alas..." Qi Yan called out, "Who's dead person is standing next to someone's bed..."

Qi Yan muttered, rubbed his eyes to clear his mind, and fixed his eyes, it was Xi Zhao who was sleeping soundly.

"By the way, he's still in your house..." He glared at him resentfully, and Qi Yan muttered, "It would be nice to ask my brother to pick me up, but I have to share a bed with him, and it's uncomfortable to sleep. snort."

Turning around and taking two steps, Qi Yan was stunned, looked at his naked body which was only covered with a gauze, and quickly jumped back under the quilt with a scream.

Sleeping in a daze, I forgot that I didn't have a cover on my body, just now I went down to the ground and slipped around!

This scream woke Xi Zhao up. He opened his eyes and looked at Qi Yan with displeasure.

"sleep."

"It's your fault..." Qi Yan pursed his mouth aggrievedly: "If you find me a dress, I won't—"

"No way?" Xi Zhao was not used to him, he stretched out his hand and pulled down the curtain on the bed, casually still on Qi Yan: "Cover it up, go get up at night."

Qi Yan shrinks back, wraps around the warm white curtain, crosses Xizhao, and goes down to get up at night.

After a while, Qi Yan came back and found that Xi Zhao hadn't gone back to sleep, but found a book out of nowhere, lit the candle beside the bed, and was reading it quietly.He didn't know what he was working hard for, Qi Yan didn't dare to disturb him, he walked around Xi Zhao silently, climbed back to his place in the bed, covered him with the quilt, and prepared to continue sleeping.

The current relationship between Qi Yan and Xi Zhao is a bit strange and unpredictable, which makes the two of them deep in the fog.

Because there was candlelight dimly lit and the lights flickering, Qi Yan couldn't fall asleep either. He lay down for a while, turned around, and said to Xi Zhao, "Why don't you want me to return to the Devil's Cult? Are you afraid that I will bite you back if I go back?"

"And why did you come to our Wulin League?" Xi Zhao didn't give Qi Yan a look, and his voice was as quiet as the night sky.

Qi Yan thought for a while, and said truthfully: "You spread bad words about my Demon Cult, and I'll let you clear up the rumors."

"When will I spread bad words about the Demon Cult?" Xi Zhao said in the same voice as before.

"You still don't admit it?" Qi Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "It is said that my demon sect has done a lot of evil, and those who support you, Xi Zhao, as the leader of the martial arts are not all your subordinates!"

Xi Zhao tilted his head, gave him an indifferent look, and then flicked his hand, the candle light went out in an instant.

Qi Yan stared at the man as if he was too lazy to bother with him and slept under the quilt, and was very dazed for a while.

——what's the matter?How can there be a sense of déjà vu that the husband is not happy when the daughter-in-law wants to help her natal family and discuss with her husband?

With a soft sigh, Qi Yan stretched out his hand, pretended to hit Xi Zhao a few times from the air, then retracted with a soft snort, closed his eyes, and went to sleep!

A good night's sleep, with smoky dreams, as wonderful as a fairyland.Walking in the mist without seeing any scenery, I just feel very floating and can't have strange dreams, which is very helpful for sleep.

It seems that because of getting up in the middle of the night, Qi Yan didn't wake up very early the next day.When Xi Zhao was dressed neatly and finished washing, Qi Yan opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the neat and tidy Xi Zhao, feeling a little dazed.

Seeing that he had woken up, Xi Zhao picked up a long robe and white shirt and threw it over: "Put it on."

Qi Yan smacked his lips, picked up the clothes and looked at them, then threw them aside in disgust: "I want to wear red."

Xi Zhao's indifferent eyes fell on his face: "If you don't wear it, you don't have it."

"Hmm..." Qi Yan flinched, and took back the crescent-white gown in a spineless manner. Under Xi Zhao's gaze, he went down to the ground: "Is there no maidservant to help me get dressed?"

"Come yourself." Xi Zhao said.

Qi Yan took a deep breath, resigned himself to his fate, and began to put on his underwear.

About a quarter of an hour later, Qi Yan was fully dressed, but he had a new trouble.Sitting in front of the dressing table, Qi Yan looked at his messy long hair, with a mournful face, and turned to look at Xi Zhao.

"Call a maid to tie my hair for me."

Xi Zhao, holding the scroll in his hand, looked up at him, and said, "There is no maidservant."

"...you martial arts leader doesn't have a maid?!" Qi Yan couldn't believe it: "Did you hide the maid?"

"Why do I hide my maidservant?" Xi Zhao really didn't understand his brain circuit, stood up with a sigh, came behind Qi Yan, and straightened his head: "I'll tie your hair for you."

"...you know how to tie your hair?!" Qi Yan was staring at Xi Zhao in the round mirror, but did not get any response from him.

The majestic martial arts leader, without a maidservant, and doing everything by himself, Qi Yan really doesn't understand what kind of person Xi Zhao is.

His long, smooth hair was tied into a ponytail by a crown, making Qi Yan look extraordinarily heroic.Satisfied with looking at himself in the mirror, Qi Yan stretched out his hand, rummaging through boxes and boxes.

Xi Zhao frowned: "What are you looking for?"

"Jade skin and rouge." Qi Yan replied confidently.

Although I don't know what 'Jade Skin Rouge' is, I know it's something that only women have.

Xi Zhao said, "Where did the jade skin rouge come from?"

Qi Yan rummaged through things for a while, then sighed decadently.

"Oh, you really don't know how to take care of your skin." Qi Yan touched his cheek: "My little face, I haven't put on jade skin rouge for two days, and I don't know if it will affect the touch."

Xi Zhao didn't speak to him, he flicked his sleeves, went to the outer room, sat on a round stool, and started to eat breakfast.

"Hey, breakfast is already served!" Qi Yan walked over, sat next to Xi Zhao, picked up a piece of steamed cake with chopsticks and took a bite: "Well, it tastes good, but it's far worse than the crystal cake from the Demon Cult. ~."

Xi Zhao filled a bowl of porridge, chewed it slowly, and kept silent; Qi Yan, on the other hand, kept talking.

"You still said you don't have a maid, so who served the breakfast just now? Hmph, liar~."

"The cook of your Wulin League is pretty good. How about taking me to the Devil's Cult for a few days and let him teach our cook how to make this steamed cake?"

"Stop talking, why are you so stingy. You ask me to take the cook back, and I will ask my brother to accompany you to compete."

……

Xi Zhao perfectly explained what it means to eat without talking and sleeping without talking, and Qi Yan perfectly explained what it means to chatter.

Just as the two were eating vigorously, an urgent voice suddenly came from outside.

"Leader! The protector of the Demon Sect—Xuanwu, led people into the Martial Arts League!"

When the words fell, Xi Zhao stopped holding the chopsticks, and Qi Yan also looked bewildered.

His cold eyes quickly swept towards Qi Yan, and Xi Zhaoyi grasped his wrist with more force: "When did you send the letter?"

Qi Yan was in pain, his mind was in chaos, he thought for a long time before he murmured: "Before I was arrested and taken into Xingchun Tower..."

——Could it be the signal flare asking for money? ?