Chapter 1,076 It’s because He Has a Bad Temper

Chapter 1076 He has a bad temper

Qi Yan spoke in an almost rogue manner.

After saying that, he took his hand back from the water glass and pushed the wheelchair towards the balcony.

Tan Bengbeng was stunned at the dining table. She, who had always been a little cold, couldn't react. What happened to him?

Just looking at his back as he turned angrily while pushing the wheelchair, I always felt that he was angry.

Who are you angry with?

Hers?

Just because she said she didn't like him? However, the rules of the game he specified were not to lie, she just told the truth.

Tan Bengbeng didn't figure out what he had done wrong until he finished eating and cleared the table.

Finally came to the conclusion: Qi Yan has a bad temper.

When she came out of the kitchen and walked to the living room, the wheelchair that was parked on the balcony just now was gone.

Is he out?

Tan Bengbeng looked around the living room and saw no one.

After thinking about it, I didn't go to him and went straight back to my room.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past two days. In order to prevent Qi Yan from having to wait for her at night, she could go back to her room to catch up on her sleep while she still had time.

Tan Bengbeng pushed open the door, turned around and locked it.

Remembering that Qi Yan might have the key to her room, locking it would be of no use to him.

She bit her lip, thought for a while, and moved the sofa next to the door with difficulty to block the door.

The sofa is very heavy, and even ordinary men, not to mention girls, may not be able to lift it alone.

Qi Yan is bad at walking and sits in a wheelchair. No matter how powerful he is, he can't open the door.

She can sleep well with peace of mind.

Tan Bengbeng arranged the sofa, clapped his hands, turned and walked towards the big bed in the room.

Looking up,

Tan Bengbeng froze when she saw the man lying on her bed with a lazy posture and sarcastic eyes staring at her.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask him why he was in her room and sleeping on her bed.

After thinking about it, this house belongs to him, and he seems to be able to sleep wherever he wants.

Instead, she moved the sofa to block the door... so that he could see everything.

He actually remained silent.

"You're very strong, but I underestimated you. I shouldn't have asked you what kind of person you like. I should have asked you whether you grew up moving bricks. But you moved this sofa to block the door. Who are you trying to block?"

Tan Bengbeng: "..."

Asking questions knowingly, who else could be there besides him, a scoundrel who doesn't keep his words?

But when he thought that he didn't like hearing the truth, Tan Bengbeng chose to remain silent.

Qi Yan caught a glimpse of her lowering her head, sitting up from the bed, getting into the wheelchair, and slowly walking towards her.

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair sliding towards him, Tan Bengbeng subconsciously wanted to run.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the door that was blocked tightly by the sofa.

what is this?

Shooting yourself in the foot...

That night, Tan Bengbeng, who had angered Qi Yan one after another, tasted the most vengeful side of a man.

Until she fell asleep from exhaustion, she didn't understand whether he was really disabled or fake, and why he had so much energy as soon as he got into bed...

She wanted to reach out and touch his legs, but before her hands touched him, his arms were already clasped by him, raised high above her head, and she began a new round of conquest.

Until she couldn't bear it anymore and passed out in his arms.

The days passed by.

Tan Bengbeng found that Qi Yan was a little different from what she had imagined.

For example, he looked at Xie Cheng as being casual, but when she pushed him to the medicine garden, she could see his very focused side.