day and night relationship

Chapter 22 On the way back to the hotel

It was already late at night when he came out of the police station, and Shao Ye went to several places in one night. The key point was that Sun Qingyan was too worrying, so he couldn't help asking:

"Why are you cutting your own hair in the hotel lobby?"

Sun Qingyan turned her head slowly, the moonlight shining on her face through the car window, her face was ashen-colored: "It is said on the Internet that if you stand under the moonlight at 12 o'clock and cut your hair, you will become a witch."

Shao Ye was startled, and looked at Sun Qingyan for a full minute without speaking.

Are artists a little perverted in their hearts?
I've never seen her in this state before!

Shao also followed her topic: "Then why don't you lose money on the top floor?"

Sun Qingyan's eyes were dull: "I took a look, there is no mirror in the hot spring on the top floor, only in the lobby!"

I also know about Aimei, so I'm not too stupid.

Shao Ye panicked, guessing that the sorcery wasn't too deep.

Quickly ask the elderly at home what to do.

See Shao also frowned,

Sun Qingyan burst out laughing.

The muscles at the corners of Shao Ye's mouth were trembling, and he patted Sun Qingyan on the back of the head: "You played with me!"

Sun Qingyan couldn't stop giggling.

Shao Ye looked at Sun Qingyan with dark eyes, his eyes were calm and alert and asked: "Why?"

Sun Qingyan suddenly looked out of the car window with sad eyes, and said seriously, "I'm bored!"

Shao Ye hurriedly asked: "Will you be annoyed by me one day?"

Sun Qingyan turned her head, looked at Shao Ye tenderly, held Shao Ye with her slender arms, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly: "Today...I'm sorry, I went to the police station when I went out with you on vacation, next time I won't be like this anymore..."

Shao Ye was always guilty, and he couldn't stand others who admitted their mistakes with a good attitude. Once they had a good attitude, he would immediately let the past go, especially Sun Qingyan, who seemed to be completely incapable of admitting mistakes.

"What do idiots say? You are my woman. If I don't take care of you, who will I take care of?"

But after he finished speaking, he began to regret it, because he might not know what kind of tricks Sun Qingyan would play next time!
After three seconds, Shao also curled his lips and smiled, Sun Qingyan's promise was not worth mentioning, she would not remember her promise just now!When she became impulsive, she forgot who she was!
Sun Qingyan put her arms around Shao Ye's neck, and pressed her face against Shao Ye's.

Shao also put his arms around her waist, "Come on, let me take a closer look, what's wrong with the cut."

Sun Qingyan immediately replied arrogantly: "Even if I have a bald head, I am still a beautiful bald head! It is true that you go back and help me look at my waist. When I was pushed by that old woman, it hurt me to death." She helped her up own waist.

Anger welled up in Shao Ye's chest, and he said in a deep voice, "Why are you just saying now, the bump on the waist can be big or small!" He told the driver to divert to the hospital.

Sun Qingyan looked at Shao Ye with big black and moist eyes like reindeer, then obediently leaned over his trouser legs, just about to take the opportunity to act like a spoiled child, her brain circuit came back, and she suddenly raised her head:

"Where the hell did you go!"

The back of the head bumped into the unsuspecting Shao Ye,

Shao Ye clutched his chin in pain, he didn't even have time to yell out "Aw~~", the tears of pain kept spinning, which just gave him a few seconds of space, his mind was spinning rapidly, and the memories he had thought about a long time ago lie.

Seeing Shao Ye like this, Sun Qingyan scratched her head and squeezed out a sentence:

"Get to the hospital immediately."

Shao also knew that she was a little guilty at this time, and it was the best time to tell a lie. As long as this time passed, she would not ask any more questions. In Zurich, he invited me to the bar for two drinks, I was afraid you wouldn’t let me go, so I didn’t tell you, he’s a man.” The highest level of lying is a mixture of truth and falsehood, and only part of it.

(End of this chapter)