Chapter 1234 It's over, I seem to like him ([-])
Hearing this, Xiang Yiqing didn't reply immediately, he glanced at the time, it was a little past eight o'clock.

At this point, it is not impossible to have a cup of tea.

Thinking about it, he nodded, "Wait a minute, I'll find a place to park the car."

In this kind of old town, there is a parking space on the side of the road. He parked directly and got off the car. Qiu Yang waited for him on the spot.

He smiled and walked over, "Let's go."

Qiu Yang nodded, turned around and led the way, Xiang Yiqing, with long legs, caught up with her without haste, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

The community is very quiet and there are few street lights. There is only one street light at the entrance of each building.

Xiang Yiqing looked around for a while, and then frowned worriedly: "The light in your community is so poor, does the camera work at night?"

"I don't know, it should work." Qiu Yang also looked up and looked around. There were big trees with dense branches and leaves everywhere, and the moonlight was quite covered.

When she looked back, she inadvertently swept across Xiang Yiqing's face.

Under the sparse moonlight, the contours of his facial features were clear and clear, and compared to the daytime, he felt a little more gentle and refined.

Her eyes trembled slightly.

"Yiqing." Qiu Yang called Xiang Yiqing subconsciously.

Xiang Yi turned to look at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Facing Shang Qiuyang's obsessed eyes, he was startled, and immediately felt embarrassed.

Qiu Yang immediately put away the thoughts she couldn't help showing, and shook his head lightly, "It's nothing."

Immediately afterwards, she changed the topic, "Miss Xin still has a high fever in the afternoon, so she shouldn't have a fever in the evening."

Mentioning Xin Xiaoxiao, Xiang Yiqing frowned instinctively.

"Do you think her mental profile looks like she's about to have a fever?"

Even though he looked bored, it was also a kind of reaction, a big one.

Seeing this, Qiu Yang pursed his lips and smiled.

The community is very big, but there are several gates. They walked through the gate close to Qiu Yang's house, and they arrived at her unit within a short walk.

The corridor is an electronic door. When the door is opened, there is a sound, and the lights in the corridor are turned on.

Qiu Yang lived on the second floor. She got the key early and opened the door.

"Please come in."

She turned her head to look at Xiang Yiqing, and found that he was staring down at the phone screen.

She lowered her eyes subconsciously and glanced at Xiang Yiqing's phone screen. He was looking at who sent him a WeChat message. Before she could see the name on the top, Xiang Yiqing suddenly locked the phone screen and raised his head, " good."

Qiu Yang turned on the light, and the room brightened up.

The old decoration style and the furniture are very old, but they are very clean and tidy.

Xiang Yiqing looked around the small living room, and Qiu Yang took a pair of dark blue men's slippers and put them at his feet, and said to him with a smile: "My uncle's slippers, when I come, I don't wear them. Wash it again, it's very clean."

Xiang Yi nodded slightly and smiled, took off his shoes and put them on.

"You sit down first."

Entering the door, Qiu Yang warmly greeted Xiang Yiqing, "I'll make you a cup of tea, my father and student gave it to him, the tea before Qingming this year."

As she spoke, she took off her little coat and went into the kitchen.

Xiang Yiqing sat down on the brown leather sofa.

There were fresh fruits on the coffee table, and several foreign medical magazines. He picked up one and opened it.

At a glance, I saw the familiar handwriting, written with a red ballpoint pen.

(End of this chapter)

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