Her Overbearing Man

At least, now Zhao Qiyu stands here and insists on asking, and he can't just refuse, "then I'll ask major general."

He thought that if the major general refused, she would not be forced to do anything more.

Zhao Qiyu's hand holding the tray was clenched, and he forbeared, "no need."

Cold Yang rarely let her into his room, Zhao Qiyu dare not gamble, he in the end how much feelings for her, she is not willing to at this time, but also angered cold Yang, let in front of Chen Chen, there is a great threat to bailinlin to see a joke.

If Leng Yang is willing to let him in, why does she have to drink a servant here to fight for these? She doesn't just go in.

In order not to humiliate herself and lose her face, Zhao Qiyu has to step back and turn around with a tray to leave.

The door closed behind him suddenly opened. Zhao Qiyu stopped subconsciously and heard Chen Chen's voice behind him, "major general."

Zhao Qiyu's eyes suddenly become bright, she raised a smile, "brother lengyang!"

Leng Yang looked over and saw Zhao Qiyu carrying a tray. "What's the matter?"

Zhao Qiyu takes a look at Chen Chen. Seeing that he has retreated behind lengyang, she walks to him with a tray. "I just see lengyang. You should be busy and tired, so I want to send something to you..."

Glancing at the coffee on the tray, Leng Yang's eyes flashed a little cold subconsciously, and then looked at Zhao Qiyu. Seeing that she had no guilty eyes, he calmed down, "no need."

Looking at Leng Yang for a moment, Zhao Qiyu suddenly remembered something. She bit her lip. "Brother Leng Yang, this is a cup of coffee, nothing else..."

"I see." Leng Yang interrupts her and turns to look at Chen Chen, "Chen Chen, go to drive, go right away."

Chen Chen a Leng, so quick, "is."

Leng Yang seems to be in a hurry. Chen Chen gets up in a hurry and goes downstairs in a hurry.

This cold Yang just turned his eyes back to Zhao Qiyu, "nothing, don't stay here."

He said ruthlessly, let Zhao Qiyu face smile become reluctantly up, "I know."

Leng Yang nodded and went downstairs. Without taking two steps, Zhao Qiyu's hesitant voice stopped him

"What else?"

Leng Yang turns over and looks at Zhao Qiyu, and finds that she is hesitant. She seems embarrassed to open her mouth, and her eyes are impatient.

Perhaps aware of Leng Yang's impatience, Zhao Qiyu bit her lip and summoned up the courage to say, "brother Leng Yang, I don't want to go back now. Can I... Read a book in your room for a while?"

It's almost silent. Fortunately, the second floor is quiet, otherwise lengyang can't hear what Zhao Qiyu said.

But Zhao Qiyu, who never dared to ask him anything, was surprised when she suddenly mentioned this issue.

He looked at Zhao Qiyu carefully, and found that her eyes were only a little nervous, but had no other meaning.

He frowned. Fortunately, he didn't often come back to live here. In fact, there were only some clothes to change and wash in the room, just like many books he had put there before when he didn't lose his memory. It doesn't matter if Zhao Qiyu went in to pour them.

Now that he has decided to marry Zhao Qiyu, he doesn't want to be too harsh on her for such a small matter. So he nodded and agreed with Zhao Qiyu in surprise, "don't mess up the room."

"Thank you Leng Yang. I see."

"Well."

Looking at Leng Yang's agile figure leaving, Zhao Qiyu doesn't even feel heavy with the tray on her hand.

In fact, she just tentatively put forward this matter, and did not expect lengyang to agree.

You know Leng Yang has always been a very important person to her private territory. She has been working hard for so many years, but she has not been able to get his permission to enter the world that only belongs to him. This time, she also has no hope. Didn't you see that she just put forward it when Chen Chen was away?

But Zhao Qiyu didn't expect that lengyang would agree to go in. She couldn't help feeling happy.

Zhao Qiyu took a look at the closed door of the room. She leaned against herself with a tray in one hand, opened the door with the other hand, and went in.

The room was big, but it was also empty.

Zhao Qiyu remembered that Leng Yang almost never lived in Leng's house any more, so it seems reasonable that it would be like this here.

She said it was reading, but Zhao Qiyu didn't have this idea. The reason why she came in was to see the world she had never been able to enter.

On the other hand, she also wants to see what's in it. At that time, she also has a topic to chat with lengyang, and she can also refer to it to see if she can find their common interests.

In the bookcase side took several books to open, found that are medical books, Zhao Qiyu bored put the book back.

She knows that lengyang seldom lives here, but these books are all medical books, and she can see that lengyang almost has no trace of life here.

Besides, she doesn't know medicine, and Leng Yang is not the famous Leng doctor three years ago, so it's impossible for her to see Leng Yang's interests and hobbies from here.

Zhao Qiyu sat down at her desk and stroked the leather chair under her and the black table in front of her. Just before her, her fiance sat here and worked in front of this table.

Clearly nothing has been felt, but Zhao Qiyu seems to be able to imagine lengyang's posture here.

The young master of the Leng family, of course, is the dragon and Phoenix among the people.

In a short time, she will become the wife of the most powerful family in Z country.

In front of her eyes, Zhao Qiyu seemed to be obsessed with such brilliant and happy scenes.

She didn't even look at the neat papers at the table. If any important papers were lost, where would she go to argue.

She was lying on the table, her cheek on the cold and hard table, enjoying the unique breath of the cold sun in the room, which was so light, so light, so faint that she could hardly feel it.

But Zhao Qiyu knew that she was getting closer to lengyang.

She has waited for so many years, paid so much, endured so much, and finally can slowly recover her achievements.

Zhao Qiyu smiles from the corner of her mouth and slowly opens her eyes, but suddenly her eyes are fixed in a place.

In the bookcase opposite to her, between the books that can be stacked one by one, there seems to be something that is not a book.

That place is a blind visual corner, which is hard to detect. Only from the angle of Zhao Qiyu lying on the table can we see something wrong.