Clingy Love Guide [Transmigration Book]

Qiao's father and Qiao Yi didn't communicate much, but every time they would be pissed off. In the past, Qiao Yi would yell at him, and he could outshine anyone. Today, with Qiao Yi's attitude, he still felt that his son had been dropped. But no matter how bad the relationship was, he could still hear his son's voice.

However, the words were not as harsh as usual, and the voice was softened a lot, even more polite, but it was even more irritating to Joe's father's ears, and it felt like Joe was trying to mock him.

Father Qiao was so choked that he couldn't speak for a moment, and when he realized it, Qiao Yi had already said: "Goodbye." She quickly hung up the phone.

Father Qiao was so angry that he had nowhere to send it. He wanted to call back, but he happened to receive another call, so he had no choice but to give up.

Qiao Yi doesn't like this kind of person who yells as soon as he answers the phone. In Yuanzhen's memory, since Yuanzhen's mother passed away, Qiao's father has never communicated with him like a normal father and son. They Either arguing or a cold war.

But Qiao Yi won't lie, even though he was facing a mobile phone just now, it made his ears turn red.

Qiao touched his ears guiltyly, and began to eat again.

He has his own little habit of eating. He likes to stuff a whole mouthful, but chews very slowly, which allows him to taste the taste better and also helps digestion.

He flipped through the phone's address book, only to find that there was only one contact in the phone, and that was "Zhou Papi".

Qiao Yi plucked the wool of the blanket more vigorously.

The blanket was given by Zhou Shen, he was not particularly happy, it will take some time to accept that Zhou Shen is different from the man in his dream.

But this does not prevent him from pulling out the blanket now as Zhou Shen, who made him grow an identical face.

"I told you not to eat with me." Qiao Yi agreed with the name Zhou Bapi from the bottom of her heart, muttered a few words, and subconsciously looked towards the door.

The action stopped.

Zhou Shen didn't know when he stood there. This man was still wearing that straight suit, with a dull expression, like a pacesetter.

Qiao Yi felt that he had been caught, and his face rose with the temperature of his ears. He rubbed the plucked fur from the blanket, trying to make it look like they hadn't come out of the body, and then stuffed a whole mouthful of it into his mouth. meal.

Cheeks were puffed up.

Zhou Shen didn't speak, just watched Qiao Yi eat quietly.

I don't know what to see.

By the time he realized it, Qiao Yi had almost finished eating.

Qiao Yi was wiping his mouth quietly. He ate almost silently, and the table was clean. Even though his aunt cooked several dishes, he moved the one in front of him.

After wiping her mouth, Qiao Yi looked at Zhou Shen and whispered, "I'm done eating."

Zhou Shen hummed.

Qiao Yi clutched the fur on the blanket, "Then I'm going to sleep..."

Not sure what Zhou Shen was thinking about watching him eat here, Qiao Yi just wanted to sneak out now, but this was Zhou Shen's home after all.

Zhou Shen stared at him for a while, without speaking, just stared at him abruptly.

Qiao Yi wasn't sleepy at first. He had slept for a long time, but he yawned quickly after eating and in such a quiet environment. She shed tears and looked bright.

Only then did Zhou Shen say: "Go."

Seeing the back of Qiao Yi going upstairs and leaving, Zhou Shen frowned and realized what he had done.

He looked at the clean dining table as if no one had eaten at the moment, picked up his mobile phone and called the driver to tell him not to come.

Just let Qiao Yi stay here for another night.

No matter what his purpose is, whether he is acting for himself or not, with Qiao Yi's temperament, he doesn't have the patience to stay with him all the time.

Back in the room, Qiao Yi looked at the yellow ceiling and the pink quilt, and felt that her eyes were bright. The sleepiness just dissipated, and she couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.

I couldn't figure out why I would suddenly wear a book and become another person, or a person completely different from myself.

His life has been going smoothly since he was a child, and his family is well-off and harmonious. He never thought that one day he would become another person.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly.

- Zheng Ming: Are you okay?How did you disappear for a day?

It was the message from the tenor before, and the other party seemed to care about him.

Qiao Yi searched her memory.

In Yuanshen's memory, those people were indeed his friends, but yesterday was his birthday, and he invited his friends to dinner, but they didn't even prepare a cake for him, they only cared about eating, drinking and having fun.

-something

Qiao Yi lay on the bed dangling her legs and typing.

On the other end, Zheng Ming was caught off guard by this straightforward reply, he hesitated for a while before asking: What's wrong?

- it hurts

- comatose all day dizzy

Zheng Ming deletes, deletes, deletes and deletes, no matter how he looks at it, he feels that Qiao Yi's tone is not right, remembering Qiao Yi's expression and eyes when he was in the clubhouse, he automatically made up for it without knowing what happened.

-Why didn't you take me to the hospital earlier?

Zheng Ming felt guilty all of a sudden, and deleted the words he just typed.

After Qiao Yi was taken away by Zhou Shen yesterday, the group of them paid for the wine equally, because they opened a few bottles of expensive wine, which cost them almost a month's living expenses. It wasn't a big deal at all, they were used to spending Qiao Yi's money, and Zheng Ming deliberately waited a whole day to come to Qiao Yi.

I'm afraid that Qiao Yi will still stay by Zhou Shen's side.

But now it's the middle of the night, no matter how hard it is at this time, it's impossible to be together.

Yesterday it was Qiao Yi who said he wanted to treat the guests. Zheng Ming originally wanted to insinuate Qiao Yi to make up the money, but now he can't say it.

He struggled here, but at the other end, Qiao Yi shook his ankle and hurt, and then he remembered that he was looking for medicinal wine to apply it, but was distracted by Cake and Zhou Shen.

He didn't care much about what Zheng Ming replied, he hesitated for a while, and tentatively sent Zhou Shen a text message.

[Brother Zhou Shen, are you asleep? 】

On the other side, Zhou Shen had just come out of the shower and was about to go to bed on time when his work cell phone rang twice. He thought it was something about work, but when he opened it, it was a message from Qiao Yi.

I don't know what Qiao Yi wants to do again.

Zhou Shen frowned at the title "Brother Zhou Shen".

He replied: [No]

【Do you know where the medicinal wine is? 】

Medicinal wine?

Before Zhou Shen had time to think about it, Qiao Yi sent again: [My ankle hurts a little, I want to apply some medicine, but I can't find medicinal wine]

Qiao Yi did look into the room. There was nothing in the room except clothes, not even a medicine box. It could be seen that no one lived there.

He waited for a while before he received a reply: [Open the door]

Qiao Yi was stunned.

Opening the door, Zhou Shen was wearing a pajamas and standing outside the door, his hair was still dripping water, obviously he had just come out of the shower, seeing Qiao Yi, his expression was still calm, when he handed over the medicinal wine, his eyes fell It reached Qiao Yi's calf.

Qiao Yi was still wearing that shirt. He didn't want to wear other clothes, because he opened the door in a hurry and didn't put on his shoes. His ankles did look a little swollen, but it wasn't obvious unless he looked carefully.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou Shen." Qiao Yi just lay down on the bed and blushed, with water in his eyes. He has a youthful voice, and he likes to speak slowly, word by word, with a little bit of it. The tail sounds a little soft.

Zhou Shen paused, and the hand that was about to reach out to close the door dropped to his side, when Qiao Yi whispered, "Why do you need to knead for 10 minutes..."

"Isn't that more painful?"

He didn't feel much when he was drowsy, but when he didn't wear it, he felt pain just to check his ankle, let alone knead it for 10 minutes.

Qiao Yi suddenly regretted it, or else...

He suddenly raised his head and blinked at Zhou Shen: "Otherwise, you'd better...take it back."

He stopped wiping.

Seeing his tangled face, Zhou Shen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "What?"

Qiao Yi squeezed the bottle and explained, "It will hurt."

"The instructions say to knead for 10 minutes and it will hurt."

He spoke very sincerely, and it didn't look like he was looking for trouble on purpose.

Zhou Shen looked at him with lowered eyebrows for a while, and said uncontrollably, "I'll wipe it for you."

Qiao Yi sat on the bed and covered her knees with a blanket. He put down the sleeves of his shirt, tucked his hands in the sleeves, supported the bed with both hands, and looked up at Zhou Shen who was sitting on the chair facing him.

Qiao Yi's white and slender feet sank into the quilt, Zhou Shen touched his ankle, and Qiao Yi flinched: "...cold."

Zhou Shen's hands were too cold, which didn't match the temperature of his body.

Zhou Shen raised his eyelids and glanced at him, ignored him, poured some medicinal wine into his palm, and just about to stick it together, he felt a burst of heat in his ears.

Qiao Yi bent her upper body and tried her best to get close to his ear, reminding her in a low voice, "Be gentle."

Zhou Shen's eyebrows twitched suddenly, Qiao Yi had already retreated, and the next second, Zhou Shen's palm was against the skin of Qiao Yi's ankle, rubbing the medicinal wine on it, the skin was moistened, and the rough thumb Draw a circle along the moistened area to gradually paint the skin red, and the red and white complement each other.

The pain became more and more obvious, Qiao Yi had no choice but to grab the bed sheet, close her eyes and take a deep breath.

At first it was bearable, but gradually, from the pain in the ankle to the cerebral cortex, Zhou Shen didn't listen to his instructions at all.

Qiao Yi straightened her feet and couldn't help but shrink back. As soon as she retreated, Zhou Shen grabbed her calf and pulled him back mercilessly. Zhou Shen finally looked up and asked him puzzledly: "What are you running for?" ?”

Qiao Yi curled up her toes and said a word with a nasal sound: "...it hurts."

Zhou Shen paused, looked down at Qiao Yi's round, pink toes stuck in the pink quilt, and held Qiao Yi's calf tightly with one hand. The place where the medicinal wine was applied left a darker red mark than the surrounding area.

Zhou Shen froze for a moment, expressionlessly, and tried to lighten his strength.

Qiao Yi realized in her pain-sensing nerves that this person was the unfamiliar Zhou Shen.

I should have rejected it if I knew it earlier.

It was said to be 10 minutes, but Zhou Shen didn't miss a single second. Qiao Yi's bed sheet was scratched in a mess, his eyes and cheeks were flushed, tears rolled in his eyes, and he breathed softly.

The moment Qiao Yi let go, she immediately shrank back and wrapped herself in the quilt, her head was exposed outside, her lower lip was red and a little bit worn out, her eyes were full of accusations.

The moment Zhou Shen saw his expression, Zhou Shen felt like a sinner.

Qiao Yi met his gaze, pursed her lower lip, and got her head into the bed.

A silkworm chrysalis was left behind.

Zhou Shen: ...

Zhou Shen looked down at his pajamas wetted with medicinal wine and the smell of medicinal wine all over his body, his brows twitched.

If it weren't for Qiao Yi's expression that I didn't want to apply the medicine myself, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.

Zhou Shen turned around, glanced at the huddled silkworm chrysalis, and frowned in puzzlement: "I let go of my strength."

I don't know what this person did to be so afraid of pain.

It wasn't until Zhou Shen walked to the door that Qiao Yi responded sullenly: "Oh."

Is that called taking it easy?

What answered him was the sound of Zhou Shen closing the door of the room.

Qiao Yi became even more angry, so angry that she didn't know when she fell asleep.

When Qiao Yi went downstairs the next day, her aunt was preparing breakfast for him. When she saw him, she greeted him first, saw his red and swollen eyes, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Master Qiao's eyes? Did you not see him last night?" sleep well?"

Qiao Yi touched her eyelids, and Qiao Yi noticed it when she looked in the mirror.

After Zhou Shen left last night, he didn't want to get up, so he wiped his tears on the quilt, but his eyes were too sensitive, so they were a little swollen.

The fact is like this, but it's not convenient to tell auntie, Qiao Yi pursed her lips: "Probably so."

He didn't use affirmative sentences, so he wasn't lying.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the aunt's expression became subtle in an instant.

Qiao Yi's voice was a little hoarse, but it didn't sound like she had a cold.

It's not a cold, what else could it be... My mouth is also broken...

Mr. doesn't know how to restrain himself.

The aunt coughed lightly, and quickly changed the subject: "Mr. has already gone to work."

"Does the clothes still fit?"

Qiao Yi nodded, "It fits well."

When he got up in the morning, a clean and refreshing sportswear was placed beside the bed, and Qiao Yi felt that Zhou Shen was not so annoying because he didn't need to wear those colorful clothes.

Of course only a little bit.

Auntie smiled with satisfaction.

The sportswear was sent by Zhou Shen. It was blue and white, and Qiao Yi looked like a high school student when he wore it.

After breakfast, Qiao Yi sent Zhou Shen a farewell message, and then went to say goodbye to her aunt with the cake box in her arms.

Yuanshen and Zhou Shen are not really married, and there is no need for him to live here, and now Zhou Shen sees him as a stranger, so rude.

Qiao Yi pursed her lower lip.

Seeing that he was leaving, the aunt was surprised. Seeing Qiao Yi's red and swollen eyes, she thought that Qiao Yi would move back directly.

Could it be that Mr. is not gentle enough?

But she didn't want to inquire too much about the boss's personal affairs, and she couldn't stop Qiao Yi from leaving. She only said that she would let him try her specialties when she came back next time.

In the conference room, the morning meeting had just ended, and Zhou Shen was checking his work text messages.

Among them appeared a very abrupt - [I'm leaving! 】

The sender is Qiao Yi.

Zhou Shen looked at it for a few seconds, then slid over.

Yuanshen lived in a small apartment near the university town, and shared it with others.

When Qiao Yi went back, there was no one in the apartment, but as soon as he entered the room, he was stunned.

The living room was messy, with clothes thrown everywhere, Qiao Yi recognized that the colorful ones must belong to the original.

There were still unfinished instant noodles on the table, exuding a strange smell, and a few unidentified underwear hanging on the sofa.

Qiao Yi stood at the door, neither going in nor not going in, couldn't understand why a young master made such a mess in the house, after struggling for a while, he still tried his best to avoid the things on the ground and entered the house.

He didn't stay in the living room too long, he went directly into Yuan Bo's room.

Then he froze again.

It was even scarier than the room in Zhou Shen's house. It was fine if the room was pasted with pink wallpaper, and there were some messy posters pasted on the wallpaper. The posters were full of men and women of all kinds.

Qiao Yi just glanced at it, blushed and lowered his head.

Clothes that looked like they were worn were piled on the bed.

Qiao Yi stood in place for a few minutes to do some mental training, found two garbage bags to put on her hands, and threw all the clothes, garbage and sheets under the bed into it.

He doesn't want to wash these dirty clothes.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Qiao Yi already felt itchy on her face.

When I looked in the mirror to see if there was any redness on my face, a voice came from outside.

"Qiao Yi, are you back?"

It's Qiao Yi's shared roommate.

The other party's voice was quite loud, Qiao Yi responded in a low voice, and the other party laughed twice when he heard the response: "I thought you wouldn't come back."

He said, walked to the door of Qiao Yi's room, pushed the door, but didn't push it open, a little displeased: "Why are you locking the door?"

Listening to his tone, Qiao Yi felt uncomfortable, and answered him through the door: "I'm cleaning, so you better not come in."

The other party sneered outside the door, "Are you still cleaning? Forget it, I don't want to go in even your dilapidated house."

"Since you're back, let me tell you, I'll bring someone back tonight."

Qiao Yi didn't understand what he meant at first, but at night, he heard the sound of the living room in the room.

At first, it was just rustling, Qiao Yi was still flipping through her professional books, and didn't pay much attention to it.

But soon it was impossible to ignore.

The ambiguous voice became louder and louder, Qiao Yi quickly realized what it was, and immediately blushed.

Why...why is the sound insulation so bad.

And still in the living room.

But at this time, he didn't dare to go out, and stuffed tissues in his ears, he could hear the goosebumps "Baby xxx..."

After about four or five minutes, the outside sound stopped, followed by footsteps, and the sound of closing the room.

Then, it started again.

Qiao Yi: ...

Their voices were too loud, and they didn't intend to restrain themselves at all. It seemed that they didn't care about the third person in the room.

Qiao Yi tidied up all day, but her face was still red and itchy. She couldn't find a bed to sleep in, and she was still thinking about how to sleep tonight. Now it's even more uncomfortable, and she really doesn't want to stay here any longer.

More than half an hour later, Qiao Yi stood in the lobby of a five-star hotel and checked in, holding a few professional books in his arms. He was good-looking, and the color of his hair was more eye-catching. People passing by always looked at him frequently. .

Yuanshen was still in her sophomore year, and now she was on vacation.

Qiao Yi briefly flipped through these books in the afternoon, but she didn't understand them, but she still had to take them with her.

"Sorry, your card is temporarily unavailable." The front desk handed the card back to Qiao Yi apologetically.

Qiao Yi was a little confused, and checked the balance in the phone again.

The eyes that were originally bright, instantly dimmed.

How could the original body... be so poor?

"It's really hard to ask you out once. You have to make an appointment for everything. It's a shame to me."

When entering the hotel, Zhou Shen casually listened to his friend Duan Mingxuan's teasing, and was suddenly stabbed in the arm.

Duan Mingxuan stopped and raised his chin, motioning Zhou Shen to look over to the sofa, "Hey, there's a pretty brother over there."

Zhou Shenli ignored him.

He and Duan Mingxuan are university alumni, and they have a good relationship. Today is a friend's birthday, and Zhou Shen has never attended these events. If Duan Mingxuan hadn't been harassing him repeatedly, he wouldn't have come.

Zhou Shen didn't speak, Duan Mingxuan was still motivated, "Really, the skin is so fair, alas, that yellow hair, if it is curled, it should be more beautiful, and the eyes are also big."

"The clothes on your body...are limited to a certain season? Where did the young master come from? No, Zhou Shen, take a look, you have no worldly desires at such a young age, and you will age faster when you get older! "

Zhou Shen was annoyed by what he said, and glanced in the direction he pointed.

"Tsk tsk, why does it look like he's about to cry, wait for my brother to comfort him..."

Just as Duan Mingxuan took a step, Zhou Shen grabbed his arm.

Duan Mingxuan: "What are you doing? You abstain from sex and I can't abstain from sex. You can't stop people from doing good deeds. Look how long that man sitting on the sofa opposite has been staring at people."

There are indeed a lot of people coming and going here, there is an entertainment venue upstairs, and at this point in time, Duan Mingxuan is not the only one who wants to strike up a conversation.

Qiao Yi sat there as if she didn't notice, with such a pitiful expression, flushed cheeks, and a few books in her arms, she looked like a noble young master who had run away from home.

As soon as Duan Mingxuan finished speaking, he saw a bald man wandering back and forth over the sofa several times.

Zhou Shen's forehead twitched, and he walked towards Qiao Yi.

The author has something to say:

Wife: Take it easy 0-0

Zhou Shen: take it easy

Wife:? ? ?