Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

This question was inexplicably tantalizing.

Qiao Nian was absent-minded for a moment, but soon she came back to her senses, not looking at him with her dark eyes: "...That's not it."

But the next sentence is - the question is, why are you looking for me when you have nothing to do?

Ye Wangchuan didn't give her a chance to say the next sentence. He took a sip of red wine, his deep eyes seemed to be able to suck people in, and whispered: "I heard from Gu San that Master Cheng is much better after you gave him acupuncture. , you also gave Master Cheng a bottle of medicine."

For the first time, Qiao Nian discovered that Gu Sanyuan talked a lot and had the same problem as Jiang Li. He was loose-mouthed and unable to hide things.

As soon as she dried the water on her hair, she threw the towel aside, made a sound, walked back to the living room with her mobile phone, and said, "I happened to have it with me, so I gave it to him. But migraine is a chronic disease, not just one or two." God can cure all diseases. I don’t have that much time to stay here. You can find a Chinese medicine acupuncturist for Master Cheng to give him physical therapy when he has nothing to do. If he takes medicine together, the effect will be better."

Ye Wangchuan took her words to heart and prepared to ask Bao Jingxing to find someone.

The gaze he looked at her became more and more profound, with a lazy and sultry feeling, and his tone was soothing: "I owe you another favor."

Qiao Nian half-squinted his eyes, feeling a little sleepy. Hearing this, he replied disapprovingly: "Don't worry, I owe you a lot of favors."

She tilted her head, her wet hair that had not yet dried slid across her brow bone, and she raised the ends of her eyes just in time. Those beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak. She looked at the man on the other side through the screen, and said with a fierce voice: "Besides... …”

Ye Wangchuan inexplicably tightened his hand holding the cup, and heard the girl's lazy voice, which was a bit intentional.

"Besides, we're not good friends?"

Ye Wangchuan: "..."

"Good friends should help each other."

After Qiao Nian finished speaking, he successfully saw that the expression of the man opposite him froze, he was in a happy mood, the corners of his mouth curved in an evil way, and his eyes narrowed as if the prank was successful.

It was rare for Ye Wangchuan to see her in such a good mood, and the depression in his heart slowly dissipated. He put down the cup in his hand and said in a low voice, "I'll come over tomorrow."

"Huh?" Qiao Nian didn't react at the first moment and looked at him with dark eyes: "Where?"

"Nine houses."

"Are you in Beijing?" Qiao Nian then noticed that the background of his video looked like he was at home, and said strangely: "Didn't you say it would take a few days for you to come?"

Ye Wangchuan tilted his head back and opened his collar slightly, revealing a long and straight neck with a large area of ​​honey-colored skin.

Qiao Nian had no intention of looking at it, but was involuntarily attracted and took a second look.

The man on the other end of the phone didn't know whether it was intentional or inadvertent. As he moved, his collar opened more obviously.

"Don't worry about you being there alone."

"..."

Qiao Nian looked away and was silent for a moment.

"you……"

She felt a bit like the last time she was in the hospital. She couldn't explain it. It was quite complicated. She had never encountered it before, but when she met Ye Wangchuan, she always had an indescribable complicated emotion.

Before she finished speaking, she heard the man's deep voice: "When we get to Jiusuo, I have something to tell you."

Qiao Nian came back to her senses, raised her eyelids, and saw the eye-catching face of the man on the other side of the screen. She was silent: "What's the matter? You can tell me now."

She really doesn't like people who stop talking mid-sentence.

Appetizing.

But Ye Wangchuan chuckled lightly, and there was something in his words: "Forget it tonight, the atmosphere is not enough. Christmas will come in a few days, I will treat you to dinner."

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