Variety show: CP with the villain actor group after divorce

Chapter 142 Didn't You Want Me To Sleep?
The bathroom was filled with smoke, Zhou Yiyao turned off the shower, reached for the bathrobe on the shelf outside the bathroom, and was about to put it on when she got it, the tip of her nose was vaguely entwined with a familiar smell.

Some pictures flashed in her mind, and her eyes fell on the bathrobe in her hand again.

Qin Yan borrowed her bathrobe before, and he only showed half of his body in front of Qian Hao, but because of their height difference, the bathrobe was a bit shorter.

He could only wear trousers on his lower body, but this funny scene was not seen by Qian Hao, but by her afterwards.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhou Yiyao couldn't help laughing, the smell on the bathrobe inevitably reminded her of their previous relationship.

She subconsciously pursed her lips, fiddled with the wet hair on her forehead, put on her bathrobe and left the bathroom.

I don't know if the two of them have a good heart, or something else, and they popped up the WeChat pop-up window for each other.

But when Zhou Yiyao saw the video chat invitation on the pop-up window, she was taken aback.

Her cheeks felt hot for some reason. After being stunned for two seconds, she quickly straightened her hair and wrapped herself in a thin quilt.

After the video call was connected, a certain familiar face appeared in her line of sight. Looking at the bright light on the other side, she remembered it.

At this time in London, it should still be afternoon, right?
Before she could speak, a man's low smile came out of the phone receiver.

"What are you doing wrapping yourself up like a caterpillar?"

Qin Yan's eyes stayed on her small face, watching her wrap herself up like a caterpillar in the summer, a little puzzled, but a little funny at the same time.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he caught a glimpse of Zhou Yiyao's hair dripping, and subconsciously frowned.

"Just got out of the shower?"

The woman on the other side of the video call looked like she had seen a ghost. She lowered her eyes and seemed to see that she was tightly wrapped. A pair of delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked around vigilantly.

"Qin Yan, did you secretly install a surveillance camera in my room?!"

"How do you know I just got out of the shower!!! You!—"

Before she could finish speaking, the male voice on the opposite side suppressed her voice, and Qin Yan leaned back on the sofa and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Zhou Yiyao, I'm curious."

"In your heart, what kind of person am I?"

Zhou Yiyao choked at what he said, looked away with flickering eyes, and said embarrassingly, "Then how do you know that I just took a shower."

As she said that, there was inexplicable heat on her cheeks, and she tried her best to calm down, but it was in vain.

"I'm not here, no one will blow your hair for you."

"You haven't passed your menstrual period yet, be obedient, go and dry your hair first."

Zhou Yiyao nodded. I don't know why Qin Yan remembers these trivial things better than her, and observes them so carefully.

She doesn't like to blow dry her hair, but every time she is with Qin Yan, a certain man will pick up a hair dryer to dry her.

He was a little clumsy at first, and it hurt a little to pull her hair, but he became very handy afterward.

When drying her hair, he would lay a thicker blanket on the floor for her, and then he would sit on the edge of the bed and dry her hair. What was she doing at that time?

It seems to be brushing the video.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao?"

After being read her name, she slowly came back to her senses, and looked at the phone in confusion, only to remember that she hadn't hung up the video call yet.

"Oh oh oh, then I'll hang up the phone and blow dry my hair~"

"Don't hang it up yet, just leave it here."

Zhou Yiyao was puzzled, but still agreed to the request. After the mobile phone was placed on the sheet, she finally got out of the quilt, put on her shoes and went to the bathroom.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Qin Yan felt an indescribable feeling, even if he couldn't meet him face to face, listening to Zhou Yiyao's movements, he felt inexplicably at ease.

"Qin Yan, where did you put the hair dryer when you came to my room last time?"

Hearing the hazy female voice on the other end of the phone, he suddenly bent his lips, "It's in the cabinet under your bedside table."

After a while, the other side of the phone gave him a response.

Zhou Yiyao didn't expect that in her room, she would actually ask Qin Yan where her things are. These are the states that only old couples would have, right?

I don't know if it's the wind from the hair dryer, it's especially hot in summer, or it's something else, but she just feels her heart beating as her cheeks slowly turn red.

After the wet hair was dried, her fair cheeks were already half red. Just as she was about to calm down for a while, she heard a hazy female voice from the bedroom.

"Teacher Qin Yan, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"

!!!

Her nerves tensed instantly. After putting the hair dryer on the sink, she tiptoed into the bedroom and looked at the mobile phone on the bed sheet.

"What's up?"

Qin Yan's cold voice came from the phone, and she couldn't help but feel a little inexplicably afraid. After confirming that she couldn't see herself, she pointed the mirror on the video call to flip.

After confirming that everything was safe, she pressed the phone's mute button again. Mao Maoxiong poked her head out to look at the picture on the screen, but only saw the white ceiling.

hateful!

At the same time, there was another voice from the video call.

"Does Teacher Qin Yan have any activities in the afternoon? The weather is so good in London, wouldn't it be better to go for a walk?"

?

The female voice sounded again, and Zhou Yiyao confirmed that the person opposite was Zhao Yuetong.

but.

Didn't Qin Yan explicitly reject her before? !Moreover, she was in the bedroom at the time and could hear it clearly.

The two almost quarreled at the time.

"I'm going to take a lunch break, so I won't take you out."

'Wow. '

As something was pulled up, the light in the room dimmed instantly, and even the words of the two of them were hazy.

"Mr. Qin Yan, don't drive me away as soon as I come."

'click. '

With the sound of the door, Zhou Yiyao suddenly felt that something was wrong. After pursing her lips, she struggled in her mind whether to speak or not.

"Teacher Qin Yan, can you stop rejecting me all the time, maybe you can try my kind—"

Seeing that she had closed the door, Qin Yan's brows were tightly frowned, and just as he was about to chase her away, he heard a soft female voice.

"Qin Yan! I finished blowing my hair~"

In the quiet space at this moment, this sentence was particularly harsh. After a pause of two seconds, the tone of the woman on the phone changed.

"Qin Yan? You. Didn't you want me to coax you to take a nap? Where are you?"

Hearing the ignorant tone on the phone, Qin Yan suddenly wanted to laugh, but she still cooperated, "Here."

He subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuetong who was not far away with a bad face, and said word by word, "I ordered a takeaway just now, and the deliveryman is still here, I'll take her out first."

Zhao Yuetong:? ? ?

She came here wearing a high-tailored dress, but now she was put on a deliveryman's hat? ? ?

(End of this chapter)