The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 339 You Have a Nosebleed

Realizing that he had forgotten the agreement and made a big oolong, Qin Zhan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"And then?" Song Ye Gululu hummed and asked from underwater, his eyes staring straight-hook-hook at the opponent's movements, and the towel under his hand was almost shredded.

Now they are brothers. According to Qin Zhan's younger brother's attribute, if she proposes to rub his back and take a bath together, she will definitely take a towel and slap his face with water on the spot.

But Qin Zhan didn't come in, but he also stuck there without moving.It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that his eyes couldn't move away from the barrel at all.

Even through the hazy mist, Qin Zhan could still see the faint white legs of the teenager in the barrel. Her legs were beautiful, slender and slender, just like the long legs of a dancer. At this time, his face was pale and rosy, and even his cold eyes were immersed in water, making him look extraordinarily attractive.

With a bang, Qin Zhan felt that the longing he hadn't seen for half a month turned into a big fire, and the fire quickly licked his body, stirring up a scorching heat. He was standing outside the bathroom, but he felt like Take a sauna in it.

Longing slowly climbed up from the bottom of his heart, occupying all his limbs, making every muscle of him stiff and tense.

In vain, Song Ye felt that the surrounding atmosphere had changed, especially Qin Zhan's eyes, which were deeper than ever, revealing a ferocious and dangerous beast.

The next second, she heard Qin Zhan's voice, low and hoarse, a little dull, "Do you want me to rub your back?" He called for consultation before he came back, and wanted to ask if there was any way Increase the relationship between each other, let the boy talk to him earlier.At that time, Ning Yiming smiled and taught his brother and brother Gong to take a bath and rub their backs together, and to meet each other frankly.

Qin Zhan felt that Ning Yiming's laughter was a bit obscene, and his tricks were unreliable, because he knew that even the slightest bit of naked skin would react when he faced the young man's body, and taking a bath together would definitely be punished. It is considered to be a change-state.

But now that he really met him, he felt that Ning Yiming's method might be right. Anyway, he fell in love with the boy, and he was already mentally abnormal.

Before the psychological self-construction is completed, the words have already been spoken involuntarily.

Song Ye took a sharp breath, sucked the water into his nose, and coughed chokingly.

"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Qin Zhan couldn't help but took a step forward, with worry in his eyes.

"Stop." Song Ye was frightened by the footsteps, his heart thumped, his gaze was like a sharp arrow, he looked straight at the past, his exquisite brows instantly closed together, with severe dissatisfaction, he said coldly: "Brother, I have grown up gone."

So, please pay attention to your sense of proportion.

If there is anything Qin Zhan is afraid of in this world, the previous answer was no, but now the answer is Song Ye.

The 26-year-old man fell into the first love complex, his eyes were full of the young figure, he wished to bring the young boy with him all the time, stroke her hair gently, and smell her.At the same time, she was also afraid of seeing her dislike for herself in the eyes of the teenager.

At this time, the young man's eyes were full of dislike.

So, no matter how impulsive and reckless they were, they were dispelled at this moment, and the half-steps that had been taken were frozen in place, and they could no longer take half a step forward.

Then, returning to his senses, Qin Zhan's eyes fell on the empty mist in front of him, "Well, then wash slowly."

The bathroom door was closed again, and the sound of the man's footsteps did not reappear, but the confined space still made Song Ye heave a sigh of relief. He emerged from the water, feeling dizzy after soaking for too long.

After quickly drying his body and putting on clean clothes, Song Ye took a deep breath, calmed down, opened the door and walked out.

In the room, Qin Zhan was already sitting in front of the desk, looking at a document in his hand, and didn't look up when he heard Song Ye's voice.

"Mission, has it been successfully completed?" Song Ye saw that the other party was fine, presumably he hadn't discovered his identity, so he approached and asked while wiping his hair with a towel.

"Well, everything is going well." Qin Zhan remained expressionless, his eyes were still on the paper, but the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of shower gel, mixed with the unique smell of the boy, and condensed into a fragrance that penetrated into his mind.

Then, Song Ye's eyes froze because, "Well...you have a nosebleed."

She took out a tissue and handed it to Qin Zhan, feeling that the atmosphere in this situation was a bit subtle.

It's really a cold and tough man who dominates the president Fan Er all day long and has a nosebleed. The scene is too weird.

And Qin Zhan reacted, wiped his nose, and when he saw the redness on his fingertips, he felt even more embarrassed.

"Well, thank you, the weather is too hot." Pretending to be calm, he took the tissue and pressed his nose. Qin Zhan only felt that the scent lingering at the tip of his nose came into his mind more clearly, and the damp-damp feeling inside the nasal mucosa became stronger. .

Damn it, he had obviously avoided seeing the boy on purpose, but he didn't expect that he couldn't resist the scent.

Xu Shi saw the rare embarrassment of a man, Song Ye raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed softly, "The weather is dry and easy to get angry."

Qin Zhan silently wiped his nosebleeds, looked up at the young man sitting by the bed in a clean suit, and retorted depressedly in his heart.

His fire has nothing to do with the weather, it only has to do with the boy.

When the nosebleed stopped, Song Ye silently looked at the pile of tissues in the trash can, still lamenting that the man in the army was so angry.

However, with this embarrassing incident, the pimple in the bathroom just now was washed away. After half a month, Song Ye was also worried about Qin Zhan, "Is he not injured?"

She asked ordinary questions, but Qin Zhan was a little surprised. His deep eyes met the young man's cold eyes, "Are you caring about me?"

Song Ye didn't know why, "Does it seem to have ulterior motives?"

"..." Qin Zhan was choked by this, and immediately knew that the young man was implying that he didn't trust her earlier, and he was wronged for a while, so he had to accept this ridicule, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, shook his head and said: "No, I'm just happy."

It is true that the young man cared about him, but he seldom expressed it verbally. Now that he can hear it personally, the feeling is naturally different.

Especially a certain elder brother who has an impure heart towards his younger brother in his heart, and he longs for his younger brother's care and care.

In the end, until Song Ye left, Qin Zhan was still lying on the bed, reminiscing about the words that were ironed in his heart, and then reminiscing about the slender legs of a young man in the wooden bucket in the bathroom, with red belts in white Looking at the delicate face covered with water droplets, he took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that he had made the right choice.

Even if a hundred ribs were broken by Song Ye, it would be very worthwhile to take someone by his side.

(End of this chapter)