I Heard You Like Me Too

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yan glanced at Luo Qiqi who was at the side, and his tone eased: "Qiqi, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back first."

Luo Qiqi: "I..." He glanced at Qi Yan, then at Qin Zhan, still gritted his teeth, and said casually, "I still have things to do, I'm leaving first." Then he hurried out.

As soon as he left, Qin Zhan felt as if a boulder had been unloaded, and took a long breath.

Qi Yan swept the tails of his eyes down, his eyes were dark and unclear, his jaw was tense, and just now the aura of Panasonic became cold again.

Qin Zhan looked at Qi Yan a little helplessly.

He almost said his important secret just now, but his mind was still confused, thinking of the door that was knocked open by Qi Yan, he became even more confused.

With the aura that almost demolished his house, Qi Yan came aggressively to drive Luo Qiqi away, saying that he was going to start work...

What kind of work is it?

Qin Zhan's mood was a bit complicated, and the two of them hadn't spoken a word since they finished the show.

Now that he suddenly faced such a situation, he didn't know what to do at all.

After a stalemate for a while, Qin Zhan seemed to be able to feel the itching in his throat bit by bit, and the air flow rushed to his throat, and he wanted to rush out, but he was tightly suppressed by him, even holding his breath resulting in suffocation.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Qi Yan walk over to open the window, lean out half of his body, as if he was looking for something carefully, then turned back to check the seat where Luo Qiqi was sitting, and picked up Qin Zhan's water glass Take a sip.

Still a little dissatisfied, he frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, and asked, "Where is your computer?"

Qin Zhan's throat loosened, and then he coughed.

Qi Yan hurried forward and scratched his back with his fists like giving a child a back.

Embarrassed and unable to control himself, Qin Zhan raised his hand tremblingly and pointed in a direction, but couldn't help coughing harder.

Qi Yan stepped forward to put the computer away, then turned it back: "Can you still take it? I'll take you to the hospital."

Qin Zhan shook his head hastily: "No, cough, just, just cough cough cough..."

When he twisted his face, Qin Zhan immediately closed his mouth and stopped coughing.

Qin Zhan thought to himself, Qi Yan is very useful sometimes.

Immediately afterwards, as if deliberately against himself, Qin Zhan was overwhelmed by coughing again.

Without saying a word, Qi Yan dragged Qin Zhan to the hospital.

The doctor said nothing, the symptoms are still very mild, pay attention to rest and don't catch cold.

Qin Zhan nodded silently, just in time for Qi Yan to drop by for a review.

He entered the office next door, Qin Zhan took the case sheet, turned around and walked to the door next door.

Qi Yan asked: "I've recovered very well recently, can I drink occasionally?"

The doctor thought about his status as a star, and he would have a lot of entertainment. He pushed down his glasses and hesitated: "It's better not to drink. If there is no special reason, try not to touch it."

Qi Yan frowned: "I want to drink away my worries."

Qin Zhan: "..."

The doctor thought that most of the stars are also stressed, so he pushed his glasses again: "Actually, if you are under a lot of pressure, you can reduce the intensity of work as much as possible, go to rest and rest..."

"relationship issue."

Qin Zhan: "..."

Doctor: "...Then, well...don't drink too much."

Qi Yan nodded and got up, Qin Zhan hurriedly hid in the office.

The doctor raised his head when he heard the movement, wondering: "Mr. Qin, what questions do you still not understand?"

Qin Zhan pulled his lips with difficulty: "I... can I be discharged directly from the hospital?"

The doctor smiled: "Of course, you don't need to be hospitalized at all, just go home and have a good rest, just sweat."

Qin Zhan nodded repeatedly, turned around, and bumped into someone's arms.

Qi Yan: "Do you want to be hospitalized?"

Qin Zhan thought for a while, licked his lips: "Is it okay?"

He didn't even think about it: "No."

Qin Zhan: "..."

Well, just...

"I tore down your house, you are sick, so you live with me."

Qin Zhan's eyes widened: "How can that be done!"

"I want to drink tonight."

His arrogance suddenly weakened.

This sentence is like a token, every time Qi Yan mentioned it, Qin Zhan couldn't refuse to think of the bottle of orange water he handed over.

But this time, he remembered what he had just heard at the door.

Qi Yan said that he had relationship problems.

Qi Yan said before that he didn't have that tendency, so who caused him to have relationship problems?

Qi Yan didn't care that the person in his arms was drooping and thinking about something messy, and pulled Qin Zhan around his long arms to walk outside.

When the two returned home, Qin Zhan went to check his gate very uselessly.

There was no chance of luck at all, and he was directly killed by Qi Yan.

He called the property to report the situation, and simply took a quilt.

Qi Yan: "What are you doing with the quilt?"

Qin Zhan paused for a moment: "When I slept at night..."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "You dislike my quilt?"

He shook his head quickly: "I didn't."

He nodded and raised his chin to signal Qin Zhan.

Qin Zhan hesitated for a moment, his gaze caught Qi Yan's irresistible gaze, so he had no choice but to throw away the quilt in his hand, and followed Qi Yan into his house empty-handed.

As he walked, Qin Zhan recalled something and asked, "Is there anything in my computer?"

Qi Yan breathed slightly, paused, and replied, "I'll know it when I see it."

Qin Zhan was a little baffled, and couldn't help but look up at him.

The thin light in the evening brought out three-dimensional light and shadows, half of his face seemed to be immersed in darkness, the lines of light and dark intertwined, and the curve of his slightly raised lips seemed to have other meanings.

He had a hunch that something was wrong, but Qi Yan didn't say anything, and he wouldn't ask.

Qin Zhan was actually very puzzled.

He didn't understand why Qi Yan still treated him so well. If it was revenge, this kind of revenge was too light for Qin Zhan.

But except for those few times, Qi Yan never mentioned these words.

Qin Zhan was thinking wildly, and followed Qi Yan into the house, all the way to his room.

Qi Yan pointed to the couch in the room: "You sleep there."

"I..." Qin Zhan couldn't say a word in his heart.

The sofa is said to be a sofa, but it is basically the same as a bed.

Qin Zhan thought he was sleeping on the floor or something, but he didn't expect to be treated like this.

Qi Yan's voice sank: "What? Dislike? How about going to bed?"

Like a frightened little rabbit, he quickly shook his head: "No, no, this is fine."

Qi Yan's eyes darkened: "Oh, so you hate the bed?"

Qin Zhan's words stuck in his throat.

Qi Yan, if he's good, can't be skinny, but if there's a cold war, every word can be a stab.

He shook his head quickly: "No, the bed is also very good."

Qi Yan deliberately made things difficult for him, facing Qin Zhan, his tone was frivolous: "Then tell me, do you want to sleep on the bed or on the sofa?"

Qin Zhan: "..."

Why come here all of a sudden?Is it okay for me to sleep on the floor?

He wanted to cry a little, so he weighed the pros and cons with difficulty, Qi Yan is still angry now, and he definitely can't continue to piss him off.

If you want to sleep on the bed, doesn't that mean that you want to steal the show?

He stumbled back: "Sleep, sleep on the sofa."

Qi Yan prolonged his voice with an "oh", "It turns out that he dislikes me sleeping on the bed."