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Chapter 1700 Mo Xiaonuan...

After bringing Nangong Yu back to City S overnight, they had to wait for her to recover.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Nangong Yu, Bei Jiyue relaxed a lot, but she always felt a little strange.

Where is the fault?

"Oh~" She knew it!
It's just that there is an extra Han Qi in this room!

They rarely met Han Qi, and most of Bei Jiyue's impression of Han Qi's brother was from Mo Xiangnuan.

"Brother Han Qi, aren't you performing there? Now go back to City S with us, are you okay?"

"Well, rest tomorrow."

"Oh, what happened today is really thanks to Brother Han Qi's help."

"It should be, as long as sister Yu is fine."

They are all relatives and they should help each other.

Bei Jiyue felt so coincidental and lucky, and she was relieved when she thought about it, "Fortunately, I have you!"

Han Qi suddenly thought of a question, "How do you know I'm there?"

Bei Jiyue explained: "Sister Nuannuan said it. She mentioned to me the day before yesterday that you would perform there, so when sister Yu called me, I was the first to think of it. It's here."

"It was her..."

Han Qi seemed to be lost in thought.

Bei Jiyue and him had no other topics to talk about, so they could only say goodbye tactfully, "Brother Han Qi, you should rest early, I'll watch over here, you were tired from driving just now."

Han Qi stared at her, "Little girl, you should go and accompany your brother Qingfeng."

Bei Jiyue, who had been seen through her thoughts, smiled shyly, "Hehe, then I'll slip away first."

Bei Jiyue carried her skirt and ran away.

What she didn't know was that the person who saved people that night and drove them back to City S for two hours was actually so energetic that he still went out in the middle of the night!

……

Han Qi didn't know what was going on with him, after leaving Ye Qingfeng's apartment with the key, he drove out, and when he woke up, he was already outside Ye's house.

The phone light illuminated his entire face.

As if he couldn't control his fingers, he dialed Mo Xiangnuan's phone number.

He just wanted to hang up the call, but he didn't expect the other party to connect?

"Han Qi?"

The phone was silent for about half a minute before Han Qi called out a long-lost address, "Mo Xiaonuan..."

His voice was hoarse.

At the moment, Mo Xiangnuan, who was staying up all night on vacation to make lesson plans, rubbed his eyes and left from the computer.

She had been staring at the computer for several hours, and her eyes just happened to be a little sore.

So she opened the window and looked up at the dark sky.

Although you can't see anything at this point, it's good to relax your eyes.

"Han Qi, what's the matter with you on the phone?"

"I'm... all right."

"Is that so..."

Neither of them had anything to say, but neither seemed willing to hang up.

It's hard to believe that for the next five minutes, neither of them deliberately said anything.

A gust of wind blew, and the night wind almost dazzled Mo Xiangnuan's eyes.

Her throat was itchy, and she coughed inadvertently.

When Han Qi heard the coughing sound coming from the phone, he immediately asked concerned: "Have you caught a cold?"

"No, it's just that my throat is a little itchy. It's okay." She shook her head while holding the phone to explain, and realized after a while that she and that person were not talking face to face, and who could see shaking her head.

"Aren't you performing in China? Don't you rest so late?"

Han Qi grasped the point of her words, but instead asked a question: "How do you know where I am performing?"

(End of this chapter)