My roommate wants to fuck me every day

"Uh, really..."

Wen Ling's face was a little embarrassed, and he turned his head and looked at Zhao Qilin, why did he come back, what they said just now...he couldn't have heard it.

"Hey? Is Miss Wen leaving?" Guozhen tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and smiled at Wen Lingliang as he spoke.

Zhao Qilin frowned tightly, his eyes locked on Guozhen's face, although he shrunk himself up, but Zhao Qilin could feel it, he must have heard it, seeing his pale as paper face, suddenly felt pain in his heart.

"Well, yes, sorry to bother you all the time."

Even if Wen Lingliang really didn't like it, for Zhao Qilin, he still did a good job on the surface.

"oh, I see!"

Sure enough, he just nodded lightly and didn't say much, Zhao Qilin frowned even more from that expression, what was he trying to force?

"Qilin, take me downstairs."

"En." Zhao Qilin then turned his eyes away from Guozhen, and habitually wanted to reach out his hand to wrap Wen Lingliang's shoulder, and after looking at Guozhen, he lowered his arm again.

Sure enough, he looked away and pretended not to see it.

"It's so busy here, why are you blocking the door!"

Qin Yi took a dozen eggs and some plastic bags and walked slowly up the second step of the stairs, looking at the three and talking.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Sure enough, he turned around and heaved a sigh of relief. Qin Yi's arrival ended the awkward atmosphere. He was really nervous just now.

Why is it him again? Seeing Qin Yi's face with a warm smile, Zhao Qilin felt disgusted and thought unhappily.

"Didn't my mother go back to her hometown to do errands recently? She brought a lot of special products here. Let me bring you some."

Qin Yi walked up to Guozhen and raised the things in his hands, smiling brightly.

"Thank you, Auntie, for me, and trouble you again." If he really wanted to take the things in a hurry, Qin Yi waved his hand and said no.

"Who is this?"

Only then did he shift his gaze to the two people at the door, somewhat intentionally.

"This is..." Sure enough, he spoke slowly, and before he finished speaking, Wen Lingliang announced his family name, with a hand deep in his smile.

"Hi, my name is Wen Lingliang and I'm Qilin's fiancée."

"Hello! Fiancée? You are a good match."

Qin Yi shook hands with her, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Qilin with a smile when he heard this identity.

The latter snorted coldly, grabbed Wen Lingliang's shoulders and said in a cold tone, "Let's go, I'll take you downstairs."

"Okay, let's go first, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Humph……

"Zhao Qilin's fiancée? What's going on~"

After the figures of the two disappeared at the stairs, Qin Yi asked this question, and observed Guo's true expression with some worry.

Sure enough, he forced a bleak smile: "Senior, you think it's a good match too, I heard... they're going to get married!"

"This is real?"

Qin Yi was also a little surprised. Zhao Qilin suddenly disappeared for several years, and suddenly appeared to lose his memory. This created an extra fiancée who was about to get married out of thin air. If this is the case, why did he get entangled with Guozhen again? Hey, I really don’t know if it’s a bad fate. Or did he do it on purpose...

"It's true...you...are you okay?"

Qin Yi looked at Guozhen cautiously, and stretched out his arms to embrace him.

"It's okay, senior. This is a good thing. You should be happy for him. Go in. I bought fish today. There are a lot of vegetables. Let's stay for dinner today."

Sure enough, pretending to be brisk, he turned and entered the room, Qin Yi followed, sighed silently and shook his head, silly really...

Zhao Qilin went downstairs absent-mindedly. Wen Lingliang tiptoed and kissed his side cheek: "I'm leaving."

"kindness."

Zhao Qilin also gave a absent-minded acknowledgment, turned around and left.

Wen Lingliang frowned, a little depressed: "Qi Lin!!"

"En? Is there anything else?"

Zhao Qilin thought she had something to say, so she just turned her head and waited for the next one.

"That's why you want me to leave." Wen Lingliang said angrily.

"Don't think about it, just want to go up and see if it's true, he probably heard what you said just now."

"What a coincidence." Wen Lingliang knew he was wrong, mumbled something in a low voice, and said goodbye briefly, although he was very dissatisfied with Zhao Qilin's indifferent attitude.

Zhao Qilin stepped up the stairs with a few strides, cursing inwardly that this broken community doesn't know how to install an elevator, it's all old antiques.

After closing the door, he stopped at the entrance to change his shoes, and then he heard laughter coming from the kitchen. He didn't know what the hell Qin Yi said again, but it was really breaking.

He deliberately coughed, and successfully attracted the attention of the two people inside. The three of them looked at me and looked at you, but they didn't speak, and they were busy with their own things again.

Zhao Qilin sat on the sofa and opened his notebook to process emails. His jaw was tense and his brows were always furrowed. From time to time, he glanced at the two people who were talking in the kitchen.

During the meal, Qin Yi was not idle. He missed this good opportunity and put a chopstick dish in Guozhen's bowl, and then looked at Zhao Qilin: "You look young, and you already have a fiancée, get married soon. .”

"kindness."

Zhao Qilin didn't know what he was talking about all of a sudden, so he gave a patient and displeased compliment.

"I didn't expect you to start a family so early. Your fiancée is very beautiful."

Qin Yi did it on purpose, and even really felt it, he glanced at Qin Yi with some puzzlement, and Qin Yi smiled back at him.

Zhao Qilin was obviously displeased. He raised his head and said coldly, "Mr. Qin, this is my business. I don't want outsiders to interfere too much."

"I'm sorry, I'm just curious, after all, Miss Wen looks familiar."

Naturally, they are familiar faces, Wen's family is from the officialdom, and so is Qin Yi's family, maybe they met at some time, but he can't remember clearly.

Zhao Qilin snorted coldly and ignored it.

"However... I hope that in the future, I won't go back on my word and affect innocent people."

Qin Yi said suddenly, lowering his head and not looking at anyone, just picking up vegetables, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, his body really shook, he looked at Qin Yi with some embarrassment, shook his head at him, please, Senior, stop talking about these things.

Qin Yi smiled helplessly, he would naturally be careful.

Zhao Qilin completely lost his appetite: "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Yi just smiled and did not answer, and met his gaze with a smile. The two of them made eye contact like this, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread out.

After all, he didn't wait for Qin Yi's answer. Zhao Qilin didn't say anything when he asked Qin Yi again. Zhao Qilin knew that this sentence must be said to himself. What did he mean? who is the person...

"Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Zhao Qilin stood by the bed and unbuttoned his shirt while holding the phone, his tone slightly angry.

"what you mean?"

Nan Yi was sitting in front of the desk, holding a photo of Luo Xi in her hand, her eyes locked on it and gently rubbing it.

"Yi, Han Feng is always joking, don't you even plan to tell me?"

Zhao Qilin suddenly became angry and had nowhere to vent, he just felt like his brain was going to explode.

"You'll always remember, don't keep him waiting too long."

Nan Yi smiled, put the photo back on the table, and hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Zhao Qilin lowered his arms weakly, casually threw the phone on the bed, pinched his throbbing temples and closed his eyes.

"Knock Knock Knock~"

"Come in."

Sure enough, he pushed open the door, saw Zhao Qilin's expression was not good, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, what? Your senior is gone?" Zhao Qilin's somewhat eccentric tone made Guo Zhen stunned, and nodded.

"Well, the senior will leave first if he has something to do."

"Are you okay?"

Sure enough, the hand behind his back nervously picked out the corner of the money, hesitated for a long time, took out the money and gently placed it on the small table.

"?"

Zhao Qilin looked at the money and looked at it, but he didn't know why.

"You... your injury is already healed, please leave."

After finishing a sentence, my heart beats like a chug.

"what?"

Zhao Qilin thought he had heard it wrong, so he looked at Guozhen with a slightly surprised expression and asked again.

"Please leave..."

Sure enough, he bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind, and the pitch was raised a few degrees.

"I only took the money for these days, and the rest has not been touched. You can take it. If you can, I hope...we won't meet again in the future."

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, he seemed to be even more exhausted, his back was covered with sweat, and his heart felt empty and painful.

Zhao Qilin stared at him with his head down, not daring to look at him, and suddenly laughed.

If you really opened your mouth slightly and raised your head to see him blinking his eyes, this...

"I said, really, you probably... fell in love with me!"

There was an obvious smile on Zhao Qilin's mouth, his eyes were firmly locked on Guozhen, and he looked at Guozhen with his arms crossed and interested.

"You... What nonsense are you talking about! How is it possible!" Guo really blushed, stammeringly retorted, his hands were so nervous that there was nowhere to put them down, he had never guessed that Zhao Qilin would come out like this.

"is it?"

Zhao Qilin bent slightly, lowered his head and approached Guozhen with a smile and asked, the warm breath of the two was intertwined with each other, and Guozhen's fingers were trembling slightly, and he dared not look at him without looking away.

Zhao Qilin reached out to grab his chin, turned his head to himself, and said in a soft voice that he didn't expect:

"Say it!"

"Say...what are you talking about!" Guozhen leaned back a little, then bent over and leaned forward again. After tossing around like this for a few rounds, Guozhen almost fell down.

Zhao Qilin pinched the soft waist and brought it to himself:

"Tell me... do you like my things!"