Chapter 302

Qiao Shiyu held the door of his room, looked at Jiang Yanyuan and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'll get my ID card." Jiang Yanyuan said frankly that his breath was very strong, and he could even hear his breath. Qiao Shiyu didn't know who provoked him.

Before Qiao Shiyu said anything, Jiang Yanyuan opened the door and entered Qiao Shiyu's room.

Outside, Joe Zhengye had gone to bed. When Ronnie saw this, she went to bed too.

Seeing the way Jiang Yanyuan and Qiao Shiyu looked, Ronnie felt embarrassed to stand there like a light bulb.

Jiang Yanyuan enters Qiao Shiyu's room, closes her door and lies on Qiao Shiyu's bed.

Qiao Shiyu's bedside lamp was on. She sat beside Jiang Yanyuan and said to Jiang Yanyuan, "do you plan to live here?"

Jiang Yanyuan closed his eyes and put his head behind the back of his head? It's not like I haven't slept together

Jiang Yanyuan's tone today has always been like this. He gasps in his nose. It seems that Qiao Shiyu has provoked him.

"I don't mind. Everyone I sleep with is the same, but my father is hungry at home. You live here, which makes me and my father embarrassed. I won't be clear in the future. " Qiao Shiyu said.

Qiao Shi Yu's sentence just now "sleeping with anyone is the same" still annoyed Jiang Yanyuan.

"Since it's the same as sleeping with anyone, why are you embarrassed?" He opened his eyes and stared at Qiao Shiyu.

He hated Qiao Shiyu for no reason.

Seeing her like this, I want to be angry for no reason.

Qiao Shiyu ignored him and went back to his own side and went to sleep under the quilt.

There is only one quilt on the bed.

It's only September. It's not hot anymore, so we need to cover the quilt and thin the quilt.

What's fatal is that there is only one quilt on Qiao Shiyu's bed. It's a single quilt. It's very thin.

After she lay down, she covered herself.

Jiang Yanyuan just lay on the bed without any cover, even without a pillow.

Seeing Qiao Shiyu's selfishness, Jiang Yanyuan turned his head and glared at her back.

However, how to stare is useless, Qiao Shi language how also can't see, she raised her hand to turn off the bedside lamp.

The room was dark, and the voice of Jiang Yanyuan's gnashing teeth could be heard in Qiao's poetry.

But she didn't care. When she opened her eyes, they closed again.

A moment later, Jiang Yanyuan's body was close to Qiao Shiyu's back, and his hand was on Qiao Shiyu's shoulder. "You don't smell human, do you?"

Qiao Shiyu turned around and asked, "what?"

"I have no quilt, no pillow, can't you see?" His voice turned into a low roar.

He wanted to tear this woman apart.

"I see, but do I need to know? Daily life is that I sleep here by myself. Naturally, the quilt and pillow belong to me alone. If you want to come tonight, you didn't inform me. If you inform me, I will prepare it for you. Sorry, I didn't buy it. " Qiao's poetry is always light.

In the dark, neither of them spoke.

Qiao poetry language heard Jiang Yanyuan's breathing voice more and more heavy, more and more heavy, there is a sense of want to kill.

"Who are you angry with?" Jiang Yanyuan asked again.

When he came, she didn't think of a way at all. She was ready to let him live and die on his own. Even if he wasn't her, she wouldn't even be the host?

Damn it!

Qiao Shiyu said with a faint smile, "I'm pregnant. Do you need to be angry with anyone? I find myself angry. What's the consequence? Isn't it all my own

With that, she lay down again, ready to go to bed.

"Aren't you going to build a quilt with me?" He's questioning.

"I'm pregnant. Is it suitable for three people to build a quilt? It's not comfortable Qiao's poetry has always been a subtle question.

Jiang Yanyuan was so speechless by Qiao Shi's tone that he had nothing to say.

I feel that Jiang Yanyuan's deep and shallow kisses fall on Qiao Shiyu's face and neck, which is the kind of snatching kisses.

Let Qiao Shi language feel very itchy.

His hand is lifting the pajamas of Qiao Shi.

"How did those years come?" Jiang Yanyuan kisses Qiao's poetry and asks.

There is some tenderness in the voice, some heartache.

"What years?" Q & A of Qiao poetry.

"The years when you went out to school, the years when your mother didn't give you money."

Qiao Shiyu was shocked, and the whole person was sober. "How do you know?"

When I think of the place where I once had my registered permanent residence on my ID card, that's where she lived in those years.

"Yes!" Jiang Yanyuan said.

Jiang Yanyuan kisses Qiao Shiyu even more.

Qiao Shiyu didn't know what situation he was in, and giving him an ID card was definitely not the purpose.

It's just because he knows the way there. After all, he went with her. He knows everything.

The heart of Qiao Shi language is suddenly desolate, a large area is empty.

It's like being lifted up in the rear for many years. There's no bottom line, no sense of security.

Qiao Shiyu struggled for a long time and said, "wait a minute."

"Why?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.

"I'll get you a quilt." Qiao Shiyu broke away from Jiang Yanyuan and sat up from the bed.

Jiang Yanyuan just stopped.

In the dark, Qiao Shiyu sat by the bed, panting, almost suffocating just now.

He's a man. He's cruel. He's killing people.

Three words flashed in my mind: he has been, he has been——

Qiao Shiyu didn't know his motive, but she was very flustered.

Qiao Shiyu stood up and found his bag. He didn't know what he took out of it.

When he came to the door, he said to Jiang Yanyuan, "follow me."

Jiang Yanyuan followed to the door. Qiao Shiyu threw it and said to Jiang Yanyuan, "your ID card."

Jiang Yanyuan, by the light in Qiao Shiyu's room, saw that her ID card was thrown into the living room.

He gritted his teeth again. Does she know how to respect people?

Jiang Yanyuan reflexively followed the ID card sliding out from afar and bent down to pick it up.

I heard the door slamming behind me.

Then, it's locked.

Jiang Yanyuan bites his teeth again. How can this woman annoy others? What can she do?

When the light in Qiao Shiyu's room is off, the living room is dark, but it's much brighter than Qiao Shiyu's bedroom with the light off. After all, there are many windows in the living room.

Jiang Yanyuan picked up his ID card and went to Qiao Shiyu's door.

He smashed the door. "You beat the dog with your fuckin 'buns, don't you?"

Qiao Shiyu still lay on his side in his room, only listening to one ear, not moving.

Besides what Jiang Yanyuan said just now, he has been to hanjiatun, which has disturbed Qiao Shiyu's heart.

"Open the door."

"Qiao Shiyu, open the door."

"Joe, I'll count to three - one, two."

Before "three" was counted, Qiao Zhengye came out of his room.

He was quarreled by the sound of Qiao Shiyu closing the door and Jiang Yanyuan smashing the door.

He put on his clothes and came out. His voice sounds like Jiang Yanyuan's. He doesn't understand why Jiang Yanyuan suddenly came in the middle of the night. What's he doing here?

Qiao Zhengye turned on the light in the living room, "Yanyuan?"

Jiang Yanyuan turned around, stood respectfully and called, "Uncle Qiao."

"You... Why are you here in the middle of the night? Why doesn't Joe open the door for you? " Qiao Zhengye is at a loss.

On the other side of Ronnie, she hasn't been asleep since Jiang Yanyuan came here tonight.

Maybe at this age, she doesn't sleep well, or maybe she wants to report to Jiang Jingcheng, so she is listening.

What happened in Qiao Shiyu's room, she naturally did not know.

However, Jiang Yanyuan was driven out, and she also said "beating dog with steamed stuffed buns", which she heard.

It must have been driven out by Qiao Shiyu.

Angry to say that he is a dog, but also no one.

How did this happen?

How does she report to Jiang Jingcheng?

"I -" Jiang Yanyuan thought about how to say, "he gave me my ID card."

Qiao Shiyu asked Jiang Yanyuan to do something. Qiao Shiyu once mentioned it, so Qiao Zhengye knew it.

Qiao Zhengye doesn't know why Jiang Yanyuan came to ask for his ID card in the middle of the night, and why he smashed the door of Qiao Shiyu.

However, in order to avoid embarrassment, he said to Jiang Yanyuan, "come to my room and sleep."

"No. I -- "Jiang Yanyuan wanted to say. He had a night with Qiao Shiyu.

But on thinking about it, it's not right, so he didn't speak.

"I can sleep on the sofa." Jiang Yanyuan said.

"You're a guest from afar. You've just come by plane. You must be tired. Go to my bed. " Qiao Zhengye came over and put his hand on Jiang Yanyuan's shoulder.

"No, Uncle Joe. I can sleep on the sofa. Just get me a quilt. "

Qiao Zhengye thinks again that maybe Jiang Yanyuan doesn't want to sleep in his bed. After all, he is old and he has just got out of bed. Maybe young people don't like it very much.

Qiao Zhengye's family has four bedrooms and two living rooms, but one of them is a study with no bed. Now that Ronnie lives in one, there is no spare room.

"I'll get you a quilt and a pillow." Qiao Zhengye said, then went to the study.

After taking out the quilt and pillow for Jiang Yanyuan, he spread it out for him and said, "go to sleep. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Yanyuan went to sleep.

Actually, he can't sleep on the sofa. When did he sleep on the sofa?

Single beds rarely sleep.

It was two or three o'clock in the night when I fell asleep.

He took off his shirt and went to sleep. The next morning, he was awakened by the voice of others.

He opened his eyes and saw that Qiao Shiyu, Ronnie and Qiao Zhengye had already eaten at the dining table.

Qiao Shiyu turned his back on him, as if he didn't care about him when he got up in the morning. Of course, he didn't care about him last night. He was talking to his father about school affairs, saying that Fengcheng primary school now pays her a basic salary, which is enough for her to spend. She always spends less money.

"If you don't want enough, tell Dad." Qiao Zhengye said.

"Well."

Jiang Yanyuan got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom without wearing a coat.

Qiao Shiyu glanced at him, then turned back and continued to eat with Qiao Zhengye.

"Don't you want to explain? Joe, Joe Asked Qiao Zhengye.