You are my lovely wife

Yan Qi hurried into the bar notified by telephone. The staff took him to the bar where Ouyang Guo'er was lying drunk. He just wanted to take her away. When he saw the man next to her, he looked a little surprised.

How did she get to know Huo Jinglin?

Just after this sentence came out, there was a sound of high heels. Yan Qi turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"Why are you here?" Lin Feier was surprised at Yan Qi's appearance, but before she finished her surprise, she saw Ouyang Guoer around Huo Jinglin, and her eyes felt like they were going to stare out of their eyes. "How could they drink together?"

Yan Qi couldn't answer this question, so he just shrugged and said nothing. Then he picked up Ouyang Guo'er, turned and left.

Lin Feier went to Huo Jinglin and looked at him drunk. Her eyes were a little disgusted. She reached out and patted him on the face: "Hey, Huo Jinglin, wake up, can you get up?"

Her words didn't get Huo Jinglin's answer. It can be seen that the man was really drunk. Trying to resist the dislike in her heart, Lin Feier tried to lift the people up and said, "if it weren't for your sake, you think it's so late, would I come to pick you up!"

Complaining, she tried her best to move the man to a taxi outside the bar.

"Miss, where are you going?" asked the taxi driver. Lin Feier thought for a moment. Although she knew Huo Jinglin's address, if she sent him back like this, how would she use this person to take herself to the press conference and then pick up the plane to win over with Huo?

Thinking of this, Lin Feier felt that she could not easily send people back. So, a moment later, she told the taxi driver the address of her apartment.

Here, Yan Qi took Ouyang Guo'er into the car, looked at her sleeping dead and sighed. It was obviously impossible to ask where she lived in this way, but it was not safe to send people to the hotel. After thinking for a while, Yan Qi had to admit his life and take them back to his apartment.

"Oh... Yan Qi, you son of a bitch!" Yan Qi heard the man scold himself as soon as he brought him into his house and put him on the sofa. He immediately had an impulse to throw him out directly.

He stretched out his hand, pinched Ouyang Guo'er's nose and asked, "make it clear to me, where am I a bastard?"

A drunkard, of course, could not speak clearly. Ouyangguo, who was not breathing well, just frowned, then clapped his hand open, rubbed it on the sofa for a few times, and slept again.

Looking at the drunkard's Rogue appearance, Yan Qi couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't do anything. He put the man on the sofa for the time being, and then he went into the bathroom to take a shower. Then he came out and carried Ouyang Guo'er to the guest room upstairs.

"Yan Qi, I hate you, super hate you!" Ouyang Guo'er waved his hands in the air, like dreaming of something, and said this sentence with a fierce expression.

In this regard, Yan Qi picked her eyebrows and sat by the bed curious to hear what she would say next.

I don't know whether they have a tacit understanding or what's going on. Yan Qi didn't sit by the bed for long. Ouyang Guo'er also said a word seriously, but this time it didn't have momentum as the first two times. Instead, his voice felt wronged.

Just listen to her muttering: "Yan Qi, why don't you like me..."

Yan Qi was stunned by the woman's soft and waxy voice. He looked down at the woman on the bed. His sleeping posture could be said to be ugly, but thanks to his good-looking face, his sleeping appearance was very good-looking. It seemed to give people a sense of quiet.

However, Yan Qi also knows that the feeling of quiet is just an illusion. As soon as Ouyang Guoer wakes up, his eyes will stare at you brightly, and his mouth will pester you to ask East and West. If he doesn't talk, where is quiet.

But it was such a quiet girl who made his heart jump up. Yan Qi stretched out his hand and put it in his heart. He looked at Ouyang Guo'er, sighed and said with a helpless smile: "is this a plant?"

He had been hiding from Ouyang Guo'er because of her enthusiasm before. When he heard that she was drunk in the bar, he could have refused to come, but when he thought of such a smiling girl, what should he do if something happened? So he came, not only people came, but also because he was worried about Ouyang Guo'er, he felt that he had been floating and could not fall to the real place. He was completely relieved until he saw that people were safe.

Yan Qi has not felt so anxious for a person for a long time. It is precisely because it has not been for a long time, so when this feeling appears, he can really realize that Ouyang fruit's position in his heart has long been different, but he has been unwilling to admit it.

After watching for a while, Yan Qi got up to help her cover the quilt, turned off the light in the room, and before closing the door, a sentence escaped from the darkness: "good night, fruit."

The next day, when Ouyang Guo'er woke up, it was already noon. The sun made her unable to open her eyes. She raised her hand to block some sunshine. She opened her eyes and saw where she was. She was stunned for a few seconds. She realized that she was not at home at all, and this was not her room at all.

In an instant, her expression became a little frightened, almost subconscious. She looked at herself and was still wearing yesterday's clothes, which relieved her, then rubbed the sun's acupoints and said, "what's going on!"

After dawdling in bed for a while, Ouyang Guo'er came out of the room and rubbed her bleary eyes. Before she saw anyone, she heard a familiar voice: "wake up? Come to dinner after brushing your teeth and washing your face."

Huh? Uh huh? Ouyang Guo'er's chaotic brain woke up immediately after hearing the sound. In order to confirm that she was right, she rushed to the kitchen where the sound came from.

"Yan Qi?" Ouyang Guo'er's little face was full of surprises when he really saw the person he wanted to see.

It's really Yan Qi! He's cooking for himself now! This kind of thing she didn't dare to think made her feel like she was dreaming.

In order to confirm whether he was dreaming, Ouyang Guo'er reached out and rubbed his eyes, looked at Yan Qi, then rubbed his eyes, looked at him again, repeated several times, and all the people in front of him were Yan Qi, which made Ouyang Guo'er who knew he was not dreaming surprised.