That Boss is chasing again

The reason is that it is not good to annoy the guests.

After sending Yu Jiaorong away, Yanqing lay down on the bed, turned her head to look at the downcast man, and couldn't help rubbing her temples.

He has to find a way to find a body for him. If he keeps wandering like this, he will be discovered by the world consciousness one day.Besides, the direct exposure of the soul to the world is not good for him.

The most important thing is that there is a bear kid floating around at any time, and I can't say anything about following him, it's too cunning!

Xiao Qi fumbled out of Yanqing's clothes, rubbed against his quilt, scratched his clothes with his paws, and said, "Is the host okay. Do you need Xiao Qi's help to repair the body?"

"No need," Yanqing fished out Xiaoqi and put it on the shoulder socket, "Just sleep with me."

Xiao Qi tilted his head, and the little meatball stepped on Yanqing's collarbone, and said, "It's better for the host to sleep on his side, Xiao Qi remembers that he still has injuries on his back."

The corners of Yanqing's mouth were slightly bent, and said: "It's not serious, and it doesn't hurt. Don't worry."

Taking a sideways glance at the man, Yanqing patted Xiao Qi twice, her head tilted on its small fluffy body, and soon fell asleep.

Just testing the evil spirits today exceeded his original expectations.The evil spirit is much more powerful than he imagined.The luck gathered on his body is almost catching up with the two sons of luck. I don't know what he has experienced to make this happen.

The evil spirit's attitude towards Yu Jiaorong is also worth pondering. It was originally guessed that the evil spirit had something to do with Yu Jiaorong, so it can be confirmed.

It's just that Yu Jiaorong's life experience is not easy to inquire about. From the lines in her words, it can be judged that she sold herself to Hua Fanhai in her early years. Whether Hua's mother knows a thing or two about her past will have to make a routine in another day.

After Yanqing fell into a deep sleep, the man approached quietly.Xiao Qi opened her eyes vigilantly, saw the man's face, bared her teeth as a warning.

It was this man who kept pestering the host. In the last world, nearly half of the stored energy was spent on nurturing his soul, and it was finally nourished.Look, the soul is dimmed again.Moreover, he took up a lot of the host's time in the last world, which is really hateful, obviously it should be by the host's side.If it was someone else, the host would be sad after leaving that world.

After returning to the system space in the last world, the host couldn't take a good rest, and sat in Benhaiyuan all day, it was all his fault!

This world has no body, it really deserves it!

The man ignored Xiaoqi's bluffing behavior, taking care not to touch Yanqing's skin, and unbuttoned his pajamas.There was a layer of black flocculent on the scars on the chest and abdomen.

Xiao Qi saw it too, opened her eyes wide and almost exclaimed, but fortunately she stopped in time and did not wake Yan Qing up.

Glancing at it, the man twisted a corner of the floc to try to peel it off.That layer of floc didn't move at all, but tended to stick even tighter.

Xiao Qi roared, "Don't move!"

"Hush." ​​The man touched his lips with his index finger, signaling Xiaoqi to keep quiet.

He released a little of his breath, and the flocculent loosened for a while and then remained silent.The man didn't get discouraged, he didn't hide it directly, and exposed himself, the flocculent object immediately swam towards the man's hand close to Yanqing, and those behind Yanqing also rushed forward.

Yanqing vaguely felt that something was wrong, she broke free from sleepiness, and before she opened her eyes, she found that the room was filled with an atmosphere that belonged to the outside world.

Raising his hand, he erected a barrier to temporarily resist the visitation of the world consciousness outside the room. He looked at the stunned man and said coldly, "Come here."

One moment he was still absorbing those black flocs, but the next moment he was interrupted. Looking at Yanqing who was lying on the bed and staring at him, the man froze on the spot.

Those eyes were looking at him, yes.

"Come here." Yanqing said again.

The man took a step forward and bowed his head in silence.

Yanqing sat up, stretched out her hand to hold the man's wrist, and checked the condition of his soul. Fortunately, there was nothing abnormal, and she sent some energy to him, then let him go and said, "Don't do this next time."

The man looked up at him, worry palpable.

"I'm fine. You're helping me by covering yourself." Yanqing asked again: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Shaking his head, the man didn't feel any discomfort, those flocs seemed to be absorbed by him and turned into a part of himself.

Letting him go, Yanqing inspected the remaining black flocs on her scars, and instead of removing them immediately, she buttoned up the buttons to cover them up.

"What is your name?"

Yanqing leaned on the head of the bed and stroked Xiao Qi who was exploding and asked him.

The man's eyes sparkled, and he said, "Ning Han."

"Oh, so my real name is Ning Han." Yanqing nodded knowingly.

"Ok!"

Yanqing asked again: "Did you know me before?"

"do not know……"

She still doesn't remember anything, and there hasn't been a sudden memory recovery in such a long time, very good, very good, Yanqing nodded secretly.

"Then why follow me?" Yanqing continued to ask.

"Because looking at you makes me happy."

Yanqing trembled, scratched Xiaoqi's ears in a disguised way, and said, "You can follow me, but without me, you can't act without authorization."

"it is good!"

"Contain your breath, I'm going to sleep. Don't let out your breath in the future." Yanqing said.

"it is good."

She fell asleep again, wondering if it was because some of the black flocs were absorbed by Ning Han, Yanqing slept very peacefully.

Xiao Qi said to Ning Han like a demonstration: "Bad guys, stay away."

Glancing at Xiao Qi, Ning Han turned to the other side of the bed to lie down, tilted his head, stared at Yan Qing's profile, and smiled contentedly.

Seeing that Ning Han ignored it, Xiaoqi got into Yanqing's quilt angrily, nestled on Yanqing's waist, lay between Ning Han and Yanqing, and gave Ning Han a supercilious look from time to time.

Early the next morning, someone came to pick up Yanqing.

Yanqing got up and tidied up. Yu Jiaorong next door had already put on her make-up and was sitting in the living room on the first floor waiting for him.

Seeing the person who came to pick him up, Yanqing sent someone to send Yu Jiaorong back, saying that she still had some business to do while staying in the small bungalow.

Yu Jiaorong said goodbye to Yanqing, and went back to Hua Fanhai, she still had to deal with Hua's mother's questioning, but she dared not stay, otherwise she would face Hua's mother's endless teachings.

In fact, it's not a big deal, Yanqing stayed here just to clean up the remnants left after being destroyed by the evil spirit yesterday.

Ineffective things, if not dealt with, are used by someone with a heart to do bad things, even if it is not his intention, it is due to his negligence.

It's better to take it seriously.

Properly disposing of the remnants, Yanqing still asks Yujiao out from time to time, almost becoming the gold ingot and God of Wealth in the eyes of Hua's mother.

On this day, he was listening to his subordinates report on the business situation of this quarter in the room he had booked in the hotel. The hotel manager suddenly knocked on the door and said that someone was looking for him.

It's a student-like, dull man with a pair of glasses.

After listening to his description, Yanqing felt very familiar, so she asked the manager to invite him in.

Yuyan ([-])

Duan Heyang straightened the sleeves of his old robe, put on glasses with polished frames, and followed the waiter upstairs with anticipation.

The waiter knocked on the door, and after a while the door opened, he bent down to let Duan Heyang in, and he closed the door himself, waiting outside.

In the room, sitting in front of the desk was a young man in a navy blue suit who politely nodded and smiled at Duan Heyang and said, "Sit down first."

Duan Heyang lowered his head, and there was a leather sofa not far away. He moved over and sat down, with his knees together and his back straight.After sitting upright, he lowered his glasses, looked at Yanqing, and said, "It's Mr. Xiao, right?"

Yanqing nodded and smiled lightly: "Yes. Why is this... Mr. looking for me?"

"My name is Duan Heyang. It's like this. You saved me half a month ago, and I came here specially to thank you." Duan Heyang adjusted his glasses and said.

Tapping the table with her index finger, Yanqing said: "Half a month ago... I don't seem to have saved Mr. Duan. But I hit someone, so I asked the driver to take him to the hospital. Could it be that the person I hit was... Duan gentlemen?"

Duan Heyang nodded embarrassingly: "It's me. But Mr. Xiao didn't bump into me, but sent me to the doctor instead. He is really enthusiastic. I am very grateful."

What is the truth, Yanqing didn't ask much, and saw off the guest: "In that case, Mr. Duan has already thanked you, and I still have something to deal with here..."

"Mr. Xiao, you are busy. You don't need to greet me. I'll just sit by myself." Duan Heyang said anxiously, lest Yanqing think he has too much to do.

He choked Yanqing's next sentence down his throat, and he couldn't say it, and he didn't say it, so he swallowed it by himself, and then ordered: "Give Mr. Duan a cup of tea."

When the tea was served, Duan Heyang took a sip and sighed: "Good tea."

Yanqing looked at the business documents as if no one was around, occasionally glanced at Duan Heyang and Ning Han who was sitting opposite Duan Heyang with his head propped up, the time passed quickly.

After asking his subordinates to deliver the documents, Yanqing sat across from Duan Heyang, seeing that he couldn't put it down to the teacup and tea soup in his hand, so he asked with a smile, "Mr. Duan loves tea very much?"

Duan Heyang smiled shyly and said: "Not really. It's just that you can tell good from bad through your ears and eyes."

"So that's how it is." Yanqing noticed that Duan Heyang seemed to be immersed in unforgettable emotions, so she didn't continue talking, leaving him enough time to recall the past.

Relying on the fact that no one else could see him, Ning Han touched Yanqing's wrist and rubbed it carefully, not knowing what he was touching.

There was an itching feeling on his wrist, and Yanqing looked down and saw Ning Han's hand wrapped around his wrist and caressing slowly, occasionally pressing lightly on a certain place on the wrist, but none of them were the source of the itching feeling. He was at a loss.

Pressing the button temporarily, Yanqing interrupted Duan Heyang, who was secretly hurt and unable to extricate himself, and said: "I want to go out, Mr. Duan, do you want to go downstairs together?"

Duan Heyang also seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, just because he didn't have much defense against Yanqing in his heart, and for a while