e-sports wife in arms

Chapter 570
Xianchen paused for a moment, then took out the object that just made a sound from Qi Ya's handbag.

——It was a small medicine bottle, not even as long as a thumb, and the diameter of the medicine bottle was only two centimeters.

There was no label on the bottle. He opened it and saw that there were several dark red capsules inside.

The capsules are actually invisible, and Xianchen knows that Qi Ya has been suffering from bone pain, and it may be painkillers.

There was a rustling sound on the bed, Xianchen thought she was going to wake up, and wanted to put the cap back on the medicine bottle, but he paused while looking at the capsule.

After a few seconds, he poured out one and put it in the drawer, capped the medicine bottle and put it back in place.

In fact, Qi Ya didn't wake up, she just turned over.

It stands to reason that so many years of regular work and rest should be able to fully activate the biological clock, even if there is no alarm clock, she shouldn't be sleeping so deeply at this point.

Before Xianchen could think about it, a suppressed groan escaped from Qi Ya's mouth, and she curled up under the quilt.

Xianchen knew that her joints were starting to hurt again, so she sat by the bed and carefully massaged her joints.

Against the background of the dark sheets, her face looked extraordinarily fair, even with a jade-like transparency inside, like a sculpture wrapped in a quilt without the slightest warmth.

When Qi Ya woke up, the sun had not fully risen, and the heavy curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows blocked most of the light, only a little light came in through the gap.

Qi Ya opened her eyes and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling. For a few minutes after waking up, her mind was in chaos, and she couldn't even remember what happened last night.

However, when she moved her body slightly, she felt the skin rubbing against the cloth.

She has no clothes on.

This realization made her pale, as if she finally remembered what happened last night.

This room was completely unfamiliar in her memory, surrounded by indifferent and simple decorations, orderly and exquisite, like a model room without temperature.

The only discrepancy is the few pieces of clothes hanging scattered on the pear wood hangers.

Qi Ya sat up from the bed, her legs were hanging down beside the bed, and out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a few rubber products thrown away in the garbage bag.

She closed her eyes slightly, everything that happened last night flashed through her mind like a fleeting glance, and the remaining breath seemed to be vaguely permeating the room.

But there was no movement at all, so Xianchen must have left.

In her heart, she didn't know whether she was disappointed or glad that he was not there, and she didn't need to face him.

The dresses for the banquet were unavailable. She opened the closet, and there were only a few loose shirts in it.

This doesn't seem to be a place where Xianchen usually lives.

Is it really a date/cannon...not even worthy of taking her home.

Qi Ya bit her lower lip fiercely, this kind of secret and unspeakable humiliation was even more humiliating than his slapping her in public.

She casually took out a hung and ironed shirt from the closet, which could reach her thighs. Most of the trousers were formal clothes, and she couldn't wear them without a belt. She just called and asked Secretary Wang to send a piece of clothing. .

After finding Secretary Wang's phone number, Qi Ya remembered that she didn't even know where it was, which floor and which room it was.

She could only put down her phone, open the door and want to go out to have a look.

Coincidentally, Xianchen was also about to open the door to come in. As soon as Qi Ya opened the door, he saw Qi Ya standing in front of the door wearing his clothes and bare feet.

(End of this chapter)