Chapter 228: :Supernatural Variety Show 28

Lin Niansi took a deep breath and walked away.
For a while, only Wei Yan and Zheng Quzhi were left on the attic and stairs.
"Cough cough." Zheng Quzhi coughed a few times, his eyes fell on the cotton clothes in Wei Yan's hand, and he hurriedly walked over with a smile: "Ah, thank you Mr. Wei, and brought me clothes! It just happened to be a little cold..."
Wei Yan took a step back, his eyes coldly: "Where is Sugar?"
Gee...
Zheng Quzhi suddenly felt that Alexander could only bite the bullet and drag Wei Yan to the blind spot of monitoring, removed his microphone, and whispered: "We have known each other for so long, right?"
What dignity! What backbone! The critical moments are all clouds! He just wants to hold his thigh! Go through the back door! ! !
Wei Yan took a deep look at him, stretched out his clothes and helped him put them on, without immediately expressing his position, and his thin lips pressed softly: "What kind of candy do you have?"
Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi was overjoyed. Is there still room for discussion? So, he leaned forward and moved Wei Yan's microphone away while spreading out his palms: "There are four white rabbit toffee, you just open your eyes and close your eyes and count me as a pass?"
Wei Yan bowed his head and stared at Zheng Quzhi's red face due to lack of oxygen for a long time, with a low voice: "No, five are necessary."
Fuck! !
Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth, why is Wei Yan so uncomfortable? But all came out. Could it be because without those five candies he could be locked in again? Thinking about this, Zheng Quzhi let go and broke the jar: "I'm only four, you..."
Before he finished speaking, the collar suddenly tightened, and the lamb cap on the cotton jacket was covered. Zheng Quzhi's eyes went dark, and before he could react, his lips suddenly felt cold.
Wei Yan's breath sprayed on his face, and the touch on his lips was not fake. Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a long time before reacting, and immediately stretched out his hand to push Wei Yan.
It is a pity that Wei Yan not only stood still like Mount Tai, but even the hand holding his collar was tighter. Zheng Quzhi was forced to pull it over, leaving his feet a little off the ground.
His back was quickly attached to the wall, Zheng Quzhi squeezed between the wall and Wei Yan, the breathing of the two people was confused and mixed together.
Just when Zheng Quzhi looked dazed, a flash of light suddenly appeared: Now this is under the camera! ! !
Zheng Quzhi paled with fright, his head tilted back, and then he slammed forward heavily. Wei Yan moved her lips, and there wasn't much pain on her forehead, but after all she let go of Zheng Quzhi.
He doesn't hurt, but Zheng Quzhi is not necessarily so.
Zheng Quzhi took a few breaths, and before he had time to speak, he saw Wei Yan approaching again, his face was pale with fright, and he hid back. Then I saw Wei Yan bend down and took the four big white rabbit toffee in his hand.
It turned out to be sugar.
Just after Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Wei Yan's hand stretched out again, lightly touched his lips, and then whispered in his ear: "This is the fifth candy."

"Zheng Quzhi? Zheng Quzhi!" Seeing that Zheng Quzhi was in a daze again, Wen Yi couldn't help but complain: "Why did Mr. Wei scold you? I have been absent-minded all afternoon!"
"No..." Zheng Quzhi recovered, weakly retorted: "...he didn't scold me..."
But is it better than scolding him? ! !
First of all, both of them were in a awake state at the time. They didn't need artificial respiration and it was not an accident. Wei Yan kissed him for real...
The narcissistic assumption that Wei Yan likes herself and Wei Yan really likes herself are two different things.
Want to bend and really bend are two different things...
How to do?
What should he do now? ? ?
Was it righteous to tell Wei Yan that he still wanted to continue to be a straight steel man, or did he rush into Wei Yan's arms with a shy face to express that he was willing to bend with him?
"How come you have lost your soul without scolding you?" Guan Weilu raised her eyes and asked thoughtfully: "What did he tell you? Or did he say something?"
"No!" Zheng Quzhi quickly stood up, there was no silver three hundred taels here: "Don't guess at random, hurry up and find somewhere to eat and prepare lunch!"
"Didn't we just finish eating?" Lin Niansi raised his eyebrows, who had just finished washing the dishes.
Zheng Quzhi: "..."
Looking at Zheng Quzhi's back, Wen Yi came to the conclusion: "He must have an ulterior secret with Mr. Wei! He gave Mr. Wei food before, but he just refused to go there. There is something tricky to see."
Guan Weilu nodded without saying more.
The smile on Lin Niansi's face closed slightly, and he looked at his flushed hands for a long while, the emotions in his eyes were obscure. Others may not have noticed that Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yan both have a red and purple spot on their foreheads.
So, what happened between them?

Regarding cooperation, Wen Yi mentioned to Wu Keyou, but Wu Keyou mocked on the spot, expressing that he did not want to cooperate with stupid people like them.
Ever since, Wen Yi's face was a bit ugly all afternoon.
Before dinner, all the ingredients found by a few people add up to enough for one meal, but Zheng Quzhi still took extra care to set aside some rice, saving him all on an empty stomach tomorrow morning.
As usual, one more bowl of rice was served and some dishes were divided. Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a long time and handed it to Wen Yi: "You go and send Mr. Wei a meal?"
Wen Yi curled his lips, "Well, because you gave me the coat, I'll go there."
After speaking, he walked upstairs with the bowl.
Staring at Wen Yi's back for a long while, the expression on Zheng Quzhi's face was a bit complicated. In fact, he didn't intend to give his down jacket to Wen Yi to wear, but at noon, before leaving, Wei Yan said: "Don't wear that jacket again."
The ghost was obsessed, when Wen Yi wanted to return the clothes to himself, he directly gave her the coat on the ground that Wen Yi had few thick clothes.
I really followed Wei Yan's words...
Zheng Qu knows how to solve this problem? ?
"What's wrong with the forehead?" Lin Niansi stretched out his hand and stroked the broken hair on Zheng Quzhi's forehead, asking casually.
"It's here." Zheng Quzhi stepped back subconsciously, avoiding Lin Niansi's touch, frowning: "Speaking, don't move."
Although I don't hate Lin Niansi as much as before, he still has to keep a certain distance because he hasn't reached the point where he can make trouble.
Lin Niansi raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "What are you hypocritical, it's all from the same team, will you die if you touch it?"
Zheng Quzhi: "..."
Very well, I put a stingy and hypocritical label on him.
Holding a bowl of his own rice with a stern face, Zheng Quzhi took a few chopsticks and went out alone. He didn't bother to see it, so he had better hide away.
Squatting on the steps, Zheng Quzhi sat down to eat.
The snow outside had already stopped, and the snow had melted a lot. Under the dim light, Zheng Quzhi's shadow was stretched a little longer. Suddenly, there was a shadow beside Zheng Quzhi's shadow.