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Chapter 258

In the evening, Qin Yan got off work and returned home with two cans of milk powder in paper bags.

After parking the car, he knocked on the door of the villa next door.

Qiao Yiyao had just picked up Ling'er's stewed soup and smelled it, but before she had time to drink, she heard a knock on the door.

Ling'er was carrying the meat with her gloves on, obviously she was not free.

Qiao Yiyao had no choice but to put down the bowl and stand up, and walked out of the restaurant to open the door.

"milk powder."

Before Qiao Yiyao saw the person clearly, she heard his voice.

"It smells so good, have you made the soup yet?" Qin Yanzhi hung the milk powder on her hand, and walked in the door without waiting for her to react.

"..."

Qiao Yiyao pursed her lips, looking at his figure speechlessly.

In fact, if you want to talk about the meal, you can just say it directly. She can't be so rude and lock people out of the house to prevent them from eating.

"Uncle."

Ling'er had just finished picking the meat and came out with a plate. When she saw Qin Yanzhi, she straightened her body and called out solemnly.

Qin Yanzhi nodded, "The soup you cook is delicious."

Ling'er immediately understood what he meant, put down the plate and went back to the kitchen, saying, "I'm going to serve you soup right now."

Qiao Yiyao looked at Ling'er who was in a hurry and smiled, walked into the restaurant and sat in the seat just now, picked up a spoon and gently stirred the soup, and put it into her mouth when it was cold.

The soup is rich and fragrant, and it lingers between the lips and teeth for a long time before the taste fades away.

Linger's stewed soup has a sweet taste, which is different from Mrs. Zhang's old soup, but both are very delicious.

Qin Yanzhi drank two bowls before serving food.

"Eat slowly," Qiao Yiyao said with a smile as she watched him eat quickly, "There's still a lot in the pot, and there's still more after eating."

Qin Yanzhi realized that he had lost his composure, and really slowed down his eating speed.

These two weeks, Qiao Yiyao was busy and so was he.

Overseas companies are changing production, moving from country M to country R, ​​taking advantage of the opportunity to open up relationships with the upper-class society of country R, ​​so busy that they hardly have time to eat, and they can only finish eating in a few minutes. Unexpectedly, they have formed a habit.

……

After the two of them finished their meal, Qin Yanzhi couldn't move, so he slumped on the sofa and stared blankly at Qiao Yiyao.

Qiao Yiyao was reading the script, felt Qin Yanzhi's gaze, turned her head in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"Fucking child," Qin Yanzhi called her hoarsely with rolling Adam's apple, "I don't want to go home tonight."

"..."

Qiao Yiyao paused for a while while holding the hand of the script, and then her face gradually turned red after being stunned for a second.

She lowered her head and pursed her lips, feeling that her face was still hot, and she didn't dare to look up at Qin Yanzhi directly, fearing that he would find her blushing, so she simply put down the script, stood up and walked out of the sofa from the other end, enduring her anxiety and slowly walked up building.

After returning to the room, her heart that had been suspended just now fell, and she walked to the bed and sat down against the head of the bed. The temperature on her face still remained unchanged, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Qiao Yiyao was a little annoyed.

Obviously she was the first to tease Qin Yanzhi as the child's father, but suddenly Qin Yanzhi used this trick to tease her so much, her heart almost jumped out.

Qin Yanzhi tilted his head, looked at the sensor lights that were still on on the stairs, and smiled.

Qiao Yiyao didn't kick him out, did she tacitly agree to keep him here overnight?

Qin Yanzhi smiled and leaned his head on the sofa, wanting to go up and stay with Qiao Yiyao immediately, but he was afraid that he would scare people if he pushed too hard.

After Qiao Yiyao took a shower, she gently opened the bathroom door and glanced out, but she didn't see anyone in the room, so she breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed.

Didn't come up, did you go back?
Qiao Yiyao blinked, walked to the bedside and sat for a while, looking at the door from time to time.

Waited for 10 minutes and didn't hear any movement.

Qiao Yiyao couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up wearing soft cotton slippers, and was about to go downstairs to see if Qin Yanzhi was still there.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into someone's thick chest before he could go out.

"Well--"

Qiao Yiyao kowtowed her head and took two steps back in pain.

Qin Yanzhi looked at the woman covering her forehead in front of her, raised her eyebrows and approached her, "So anxious... are you going to find me?"

"..."

Qiao Yiyao felt embarrassed when she was immediately poked into something.

"No," but he couldn't admit it even if he was punctured, "I just want to go down and drink water."

"Really?" Qin Yanzhi curled his lips into a smile, and forced her to the wall in front of him.

Qiao Yiyao nodded without hesitation, "En."

Qin Yanzhi's raised lips became more playful, and he bent slightly to Qiao Yiyao's ear, "Then I am more willing to believe that you are looking for me."

Qiao Yiyao bowed her head and remained silent.

Qin Yanzhi hugged her, smelling the scent of her just taking a bath, and remained motionless.

After nearly 2 minutes, Qin Yanzhi let go of her reluctantly, reached out and rubbed her head and said, "Go drink water? I'm going to take a bath."

Qiao Yiyao's heart that had just calmed down began to become messy again, and she hurriedly escaped from the room.

"Miss?" Ling'er, who had just gone upstairs, called out in surprise when she saw Qiao Yiyao rushing down.

Qiao Yiyao came back to her senses, and after responding, she slowed down, subconsciously straightened her back, pursed her lips and went downstairs slowly.

Walking to the coffee table, he poured a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, only to relieve the heat on his body a bit.

Qiao Yiyao didn't dare to go upstairs, and was afraid of not being able to go up, Qin Yanzhi would think that she was shy and embarrassed.

Qiao Yiyao struggled in her heart for a while, and finally had to clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

"Qiao Yiyao, you used to be a queen mother, why can't you even deal with a man!"

Qiao Yiyao pursed her lips to firm her thoughts, turned around and walked into the room at a snail's pace.

As soon as she opened the door, Qin Yanzhi opened the bathroom door and came out.

There was no Qin Yanzhi's clothes in her room, he was only wearing her bathrobe.

It looked very reluctant, only the bathrobe was tied tightly around the waist, and the neckline was split a lot, and his wheat-colored chest could be seen, and the water dripping from his hair spread down along the muscle line on his chest .

Seeing Qiao Yiyao blushing and heart beating.

Qiao Yiyao suddenly looked away, walked to the bed pretending to be calm, lifted the quilt and got in.

Qin Yanzhi walked over with a smile.

Qiao Yiyao quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her face, making excuses in a trembling voice: "The light is too bright, please turn it off, I need to rest."

Looking at her shy appearance, Qin Yanzhi narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and actually went to turn off the light.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and it took a few minutes to get used to it.

"Where is the hair dryer?" Qin Yanzhi suddenly asked.

Qiao Yiyao's body froze, "The drawer under the wardrobe."

Taking advantage of the moonlight shining in from the balcony, Qin Yanzhi walked to the closet half-darkly, bent down and opened the drawer and took out the hair dryer.

Hearing the sound of him blowing his hair, Qiao Yiyao became even more nervous.

Is it about to come up after blowing your hair?

But Qin Yanzhi's hair was short, so she couldn't allow her to think too much.

Within a few minutes, Qin Yanzhi turned off the hair dryer and put it back in the drawer, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Feeling the sinking of the position around her, Qiao Yiyao's breathing became stagnant, and she swallowed nervously.

　Sorry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)