Chapter 182 Whose Face Is It For? (2)

Qiao Lian's steps paused as she walked forward, and her whole body turned to stone.

His hands were still subconsciously covering his back. Then, when he heard no movement from the person behind him, he slowly turned his head.

She first saw the car mat on the ground, and then saw the large blood stain on it.

Her face was on fire.

He didn't even dare to look at Shen Liangchuan. He could only look over with the corner of his eye and found that Shen Liangchuan was also standing there without moving.

Not sure what he was thinking at this moment, Qiao Lian turned around suddenly and picked up the car mat from the ground again!

Her eyes didn't dare to look forward and drifted around, "That, this... I'll go in first."

At this point, she turned around and planned to run!

But as soon as he turned around, he heard Shen Liangchuan say: "What is that?"

Qiao Lian:......

what is that?

This man, after growing up, can't he not know anything about women?

So, he must have done it on purpose!

She bit her lip, glared at him angrily, turned around and ran into the room holding the car mat.

This look made Shen Liangchuan's lips curl up.

Qiao Lian rushed to the editor-in-chief upstairs and hurriedly took her clothes and went to the bathroom to change. After tidying herself up, she walked out of the bathroom and worried about the car mat.

I originally planned to clean it up before putting it up, but now, what should I do?

If Shen Liangchuan sees it, will he dislike her?

After struggling and hesitating, the door was suddenly pushed open and Shen Liangchuan walked in.

When Qiao Lian saw him, her cheeks burned again when she thought of what had just happened.

She lowered her head, coughed, and walked to the bed as if nothing had happened. She picked up her phone and was about to look at it when Shen Liangchuan walked up to her and handed the cup in his hand to her.

Qiao Lian was stunned, looked up, and realized that the cup was filled with brown sugar water.

She stared at the brown sugar water, feeling a warm current in her heart.

She took the cup and decided to forgive him for his earlier teasing.

He lowered his head, took a sip, and whispered, "Thank you."

A slight "thank you" caused ripples in Shen Liangchuan's heart.

The girl was sitting on the bed, with the quilt covering most of her body. She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the light shone on her porcelain-white bloodless face, making her look so weak at the moment, which aroused the most primitive feeling in the heart. protective desire.

His eyes darkened, his Adam's apple twitched, and finally he quickly replied: "You're welcome."

Then, he turned around and wanted to go to the study to get busy, but the atmosphere in the room was so warm at the moment that he couldn't bear to leave. After a pause, he simply picked up his phone and sat on the sofa.

At night in BJ City, the lights are bright.

The sound of vehicles driving could occasionally be heard outside, but the atmosphere in the room was warm and quiet.

Qiao Lian drank brown sugar water and lay on the bed.

She had a slight pain in her lower abdomen, so she put both hands on her stomach.

Staring at the ceiling, her thoughts suddenly flew away.

She and Zichuan often chatted on the phone before.

One day, it was like this. Her aunt came and didn't have access to the Internet. When Zichuan called, she was weak to speak.

Zichuan asked: "What's wrong with you?"

She replied: "I'm here."

"Which one is coming?"

"...Auntie!"

"Do you still have an aunt? I remember you said that your mother is the eldest?"

"..."

At that time, Zichuan was really stupid.