Her pear vortex is deep

Chapter 850 Extra Story: Qilian Chapter 24
"Liang Haijie and Zhang Tian live in one room, wouldn't it be strange for us to have two rooms?"

"But we are different from them."

"What's the difference?"

"..."

Joan Ann was speechless.

Qi Lian turned the room card, put Joan Ann on the shoulders and pushed her up the wooden stairs very naturally, "You are the one who wants to live, I open a room purely for your face, I don't care about you What do you care about?"

Joan Ann: "...??"

Is this the opposite?

She suddenly lost her embarrassing girlish mentality, and instead took Qi Lian's hand, saying in a muffled voice, "I won't do anything to you, the most I can do is to hold my little hand, so you can rest assured!"

The familiar warmth in the palm hit again.

Qi Lian held his lips and smiled faintly.

……

into the night.

One bed, two quilts.

Qiao Anan sat on the bed with his clothes on, flipping through the magazines that came with the homestay, looking up at Qi Lian who was texting someone from time to time, and yawned lazily, "Qi Lian, aren't you sleeping? "

"There's something to take care of."

"What is it?"

"Do something old-fashioned to make money."

"..."

There are quite a lot of his old profession.

Qiao Anan didn't ask carefully, even if he asked, he was ambiguous.

Simply, continue to read magazines.

Qi Lian was short of money to spend, and felt that it was not okay to continue being so decadent, so he used Qingsi's account to speculate in stocks, and bought stocks in Qin's Group, Chu's Group, and Lu's Group with a small amount of money.

Lu Jiaoyang was on fire, and the Lu Group had just announced the new president of the Lu Group, Lin Ruofeng. In an instant, both word-of-mouth traffic and stock prices skyrocketed.

He made a small fortune.

Chatting with Qing Si about the recent market situation, Qi Lian put away his cell phone, opened the window, habitually took out a cigarette and lit it, just after taking a puff, he seemed to realize something, and looked at Qiao Anan who was sitting on the bed, " do you mind?"

Qiao Anan looked up, "Is the cigarette easy to smoke?"

"Would you like to try?"

"Okay."

Qiao An got out of bed and asked Qi Lian for a cigarette, "Light it for me."

It was the first time that someone dared to ask Qi Lian to light a cigarette for her.

Qi Lian smiled, the wind was strong outside the window, he blocked the wind with his hands, turned on the lighter, and lit her a cigarette, the orange light slightly illuminated his dark eyes, "It's the first time I smoke, I should buy a pack of cigarettes for women , but it's not good for girls to smoke, so don't imitate it."

Qiao Anan used to hate men smoking the most, especially the kind of street gangsters who were ugly but pretended to think they were handsome and posed in various ways.

But when seeing Qi Lian smoking, the anesthesia after the green smoke and mist is a fall into the dark world, an escape to soothe the scars in his heart, and an obscurity that will make people feel distressed.

Absolutely not, moaning without illness.

He just hid too many thoughts and needed tobacco to numb his nerves.

Qiao Anan subverted her own cognition, and felt for the first time that smoking can also make people intoxicated, and people can't help but want to know a person's story.

"I'll give it a try. I won't learn to be bad. Besides, if you know how to smoke, you don't necessarily have to be a bad girl."

Qiao Anan licked the cigarette butt, imitating Qi Lian's appearance, and took a sharp puff. When she was about to exhale the smoke, she was choked so hard that she even coughed up tears.

What kind of smoke is this?

Not good at all!
I really don't know what men like about it.

Qiao An'an was sulking there, but Qi Lian smiled at him, his eyes clear, as if he hadn't been this happy for a long time.

(End of this chapter)