Chapter 162: :Yanglin Town 74

"Good!" Qi Ye glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes flickered: "Qu Zhi, would you like to sit in front? I think Mr. Lian seems to want to sleep."
"It's okay, I just lack a pillow." Lian Liankan waved his hand, resting his head on Zheng Quzhi's lap, closing his eyes and preparing to go to bed calmly.
Seeing that Lian Liankan's face was uglier than his own, Zheng Quzhi relented, and Lian Liankan left. He closed his eyes and leaned on the seat and sighed heavily: "Brother Qi, thanks for your hard work, I will lie down for a while."
Qi Ye: "..." Can you leave him alone to drive?

Qi Mo drove very fast. Zheng Quzhi was woken up just after five o’clock. He turned his head and looked out the window to look at the familiar street. Zheng Quzhi lowered his head and patted Lian Liankan’s face:
Wake up, don’t sleep. Up!"
After seeing a suspicious pool of wet marks on his pants, Zheng Quzhi sank his face, pressing one of his hands, and slapped Lian Liankan's face with a slap, with a slight tone: "Fuck away! Drooling I One leg!"
Tugging Lian Lian Kan's hair to the side, Lian Lian was tossed by the toss, and he was sober in an instant, covering his face and standing up: "You hypocritical!"
Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth: "Yes, yes, I was hypocritical. If you are not hypocritical, get out quickly. I will not play with people who are not hypocritical!"
Lian Liankan looked out and saw that he had reached the downstairs of his home. He drew his breath, and quickly got out of the car to take away his things, simply without any muddy water.
When Lian Liankan left, Qi Mo drove to Wei's house. Zheng Quzhi slept all the way, and now he was very energetic, so he started chatting with Qi Ye from one to the other.
"Brother Qi, how is your husband? Very busy?"
There was a smile in Qi Xu's tone: "It's very busy. Recently, there are a lot of things to be dealt with. A few days ago, Mr.'s health was not good, so he took care of him for a while."
Nursing? Zheng Quzhi sighed: Wei Yan is really a sick beauty.
"How about Fan Jin and them?" Zheng Quzhishun asked again when he thought of Fan Jin and Lu Zhishi who were arrested that day.
"How long has it been before you asked?" Qi Xie turned his head and glanced at Zheng Quzhi with a smile but a smile. "People who don't know think you are angry with whom."
"Fuck off!" Zheng Quzhi rolled his eyes, suffocating everything without hypocrisy: "Your Mr. Wei is a big brother, I admit it. But I thought we were friends for so long, anyway, we were friends. It’s self-sufficient."
"Why aren't they friends?" Qi Ye's dark face flashed an inexplicable emotion, and he said loudly: "Our husband is just a friend of you. This is a recognized fact in Wei Zhai!"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Quzhi snorted and did not speak.
He doesn't think he is Wei Yan's friend now, maybe it's just a more useful pawn.
Qi Ye had a headache, but in fact, he couldn't figure out his husband's mind.
I thought it was going to fish, but the angler suddenly let go, the fishing rod was still on the shore, the fish was hooked, but the angler was missing.
After that night, the husband seemed to be a little strange. He obviously went back to the homestay, but appeared in the apartment again early in the morning, and asked them to pack up and prepare to return to Wei's house.
He and Cai Qian didn't dare to ask more, now the fish are going to loose their bait. What if they run away? When the time comes, I just want to fish, and the fish may not be hooked!
Until Wei Zhai, Zheng Quzhi did not speak again.
When I returned to Wei's house, it was just dark. After not coming back for two months, Wei Zhai didn't seem to have changed at all, and everything seemed to be the same as before.
Now that the weather has turned cold, and autumn is here, why are the trees so green here? Looking at the trees in the garden, Zheng Quzhi sighed, didn't Wei Zhai talk about raising people? Even the plants and trees are raised so well, how come the owner is like a sick seedling?
"What do you dare to do!" Qi Wei turned around, "To celebrate your return, everyone has prepared a big table for you!"
Hearing this sentence, Zheng Quzhi rolled his eyes and said as he walked: "I don't believe your nonsense!"
Few people in Wei Zhai liked him. It would be nice if he didn't expect him to get out of Wei Zhai soon. Would you welcome him back? I don't believe any ghosts.
Without paying attention to Qi Xi, he took the things back to his room. When I was packing my things, I realized that even the book Wei Yan had given him had actually stuffed in.
For nearly two months, these books have been in Lian Kan's hands for eight out of ten days.
Since hitting a ghost in the hospital that time, even Lian Kan has been concerned about ghosts, and she keeps saying that he needs to read books and learn knowledge to subdue ghosts, but after reading so long books, he doesn't necessarily have to toss out anything. .
Throwing the book in the corner, he turned out his suit and quickly took a shower. As soon as she came out of the bathroom with her hair, she saw Luo Xintong sitting in her room, looking at herself sadly:
"Uncle Zheng, what's the matter with you, everyone is waiting for you to eat!"
"Have you really prepared the food for me?" Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows, "Isn't your husband retreating? I thought your husband was not there, so you wouldn't bother to pretend."
"How come!" Luo Xintong quickly retorted, and innocently replied: "We all like Uncle Zheng's. We haven't seen you for so long, we all miss you!"
Not too lazy to entangle this topic childishly with the little kid, Zheng Quzhi threw away the towel and walked out on the slippers, his heart was bright, they would be like this, probably before Wei Yan told him.
This group of people had never dared to disobey Wei Yan's orders.
I didn't put myself in the right position before, so I valued myself too much. Now that I want to understand, Zheng Quzhi felt a lot more relaxed. It's okay to eat and drink, or to make trouble, but don't give true feelings.
This group of people is probably more affectionate than themselves, especially Wei Yan.
The living room is not far away, and we arrived there in a short walk. Looking at the person sitting in a circle, Zheng Quzhi grinned and said, "Haha, you are really waiting for me! I am sorry to find you."
I said that I was embarrassed, but there was no embarrassment on his face. I sat down in the empty seat and glanced at the dining table. After seeing that the food looked good, the smile on his face stagnated for a moment.
How do you look at Wei Yan's cooking style?
"Just come back safely!" Qi Yue took a chopstick dish to Zheng Quzhi with a smile, and said painfully, "Look at you, why have you lost so much? Hurry up and eat more to replenish your body!"
Zheng Quzhi tasted it suspiciously. As soon as he tasted the taste, he took a picture of his chopsticks a little angrily, "Fuck! Your husband is endless?"
Damn, what the does this mean!