The delicate and long eyebrows furrowed, Qi Yan had a cold face, his eyes looked at Fu Yue faintly, and his thin lips spit out two words.

"Get out."

It's just, it's boring.

Fu Yue pretended not to hear, leaned towards Qi Yan in small steps, and then carefully stretched out his fingers to pull the corner of the other party's shirt.

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't react, he was a little bolder, and followed the corner of his clothes, a little temptation, to shake the man's slender and pale hand.

"Don't be angry......"

Fu Yue muttered, whispering softly.

Qi Yan leaned sideways to face Fu Yue, feeling his hand being held, he reflexively withdrew his hand, and then pushed her away.

Because of the high heels under her feet, Fu Yue didn't stand firmly, she fell down in a daze, her arm hit a corner of the cabinet, and she fell directly to the ground.

Fu Yue didn't make a sound, hung his head, and reached out to cover his arm.

There was a terrible silence in the bedroom.

The man's dark pupils shrank, and he subconsciously bent over, wanting to help Yue Yue, but a word of sorry was like being stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Fu Yue lowered his head, stood up silently, and then half-raised his narrow phoenix eyes and looked deeply at the young officer in front of him.

She left without saying anything.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door being closed, Qi Yan blinked slowly, staring at his beautiful white hand, and then thinking of Fu Yue's complicated eyes just now.

He didn't mean it......

After standing in place for a long time, Qi Yan looked up at the closed door again, and his long cold eyelashes covered the thoughts in his eyes.

Fu Yue who walked out of the bedroom door.

With a calm and delicate face, she exuded low air pressure all over her body, returned to the room where she was now staying, found a medicine box, took out a bottle of medicinal wine, and slowly applied it to the bruises.

System 677 floated out and asked tentatively, "Host, are you alright?" 】

Fu Yue sneered and snorted, "He's dead." ”

She retracted what she had said before she said to treat him well.

Because, she found out, Britney ...... Phew, Jun Heng, that guy just owes.

System 677: [......]

Lord Tiandao, please ask for more blessings.

*

During this time.

The way Fu Yue and Qi Yan get along with each other becomes strange.

In the afternoon, the sun was just right outside, the blue sky was as clear as a lake, and there was not a trace of impurities in the blue, not even the slightest cloud.

Fu Yue was lying on the chaise longue, basking in the sun leisurely, her narrow phoenix eyes were half-squinted, like a lazy cat, and she was about to fall asleep. The slender fingers pinched a fan, occasionally fanning it twice, and the movement was slow.

When Qi Yan walked through the courtyard, he saw Fu Yue who was basking in the sun, he frowned and did not speak.

The woman lying on the chaise longue tried her best to lift half of her eyelids, glanced at the young officer not far away, and said in a strange manner: "It's really strange, Young Marshal Qi went back to Beicheng this time, and he actually stayed for so long?" ”

The implication.

Why don't you stay at home and not leave.

Qi Ash: "......"

The man's beautiful eyes glanced at Fu Yue faintly, pursed his thin lips, and didn't say anything, just walked away.

At lunchtime.

Fu Yue was eating with Qi Yan.

looked at the table of oily and red spicy dishes in front of him.

Qi Yan, who can't get a little spicy: "......"

Glancing at Fu Yue, who was eating with relish, and then at the trembling servants standing around, Qi Ember fell silent, and then slowly put down his chopsticks.

The thin lips said lightly: "Su Chiyue, do you have an opinion on me?" ”