As soon as the door opened, Zhao Yan said in surprise: "Brother Zhou Fan..."
Seeing Luo Qingqiao behind Zhou Fan, she lowered her voice and said, "Sister is back too."
A little disgusting.
Luo Qingqiao had encountered too many things today, and she was too tired to maintain her previous good appearance.
She said bluntly to Zhou Fan: "Your woman, you can play whatever you want, don't treat me as one of your playmates."
Afraid that they wouldn't understand what she meant, she emphasized: "Don't treat me badly again."
Zhou Fan put his arm around her waist and stopped her from leaving, and then said to Zhao Yan: "Stay here honestly and don't make any small moves, or get out."
Zhao Yan's eyes turned red after being scolded by him, and she looked like a beautiful woman weeping, which made people feel pitiful.
It's a pity that no one here appreciated her performance.
Luo Qingqiao said to Zhou Fan in boredom, "I'm going to take a shower, I'm so dirty."
He was pushed to the ground again, dragged several times, and the basement was definitely moldy and mossy.
All she wanted now was to take a good shower and purify her body and mind.
"Together."
Zhao Yan watched the two of them hugging each other and walking into Luo Qingqiao's bedroom.
After the door was closed, she knew without looking that the two of them had to squeeze into the bathroom, and what would happen next.
They are all adults, haha.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't Mr. Chang respond? Why did this woman come back so soon?"
"Did you not get caught? You're really lucky."
The assistant followed her and helped her push the wheelchair. Seeing her in this state again, she said nervously: "Sister Yanyan, why don't we forget it."
"Why?" She almost gritted her teeth, "Why!"
——
There was no ambiguity between Luo Qingqiao and Zhou Fan as Zhao Yan thought.
After entering the room, Zhou Fan released his hold on her: "I hope you won't mind if I support you in front of Zhao Yan."
Luo Qingqiao didn't reply to him, but just took some clothes and walked into the bathroom.
What he said always sounded nice, but Luo Qingqiao felt that irritating Zhao Yan like this was definitely not the best way to handle it.
She dared to use her children to frame people, what else could she not dare to do?
After Zhou Fan left, she might do something else.
Luo Qingqiao is not a person with 800 tricks. Being under the same roof with this guy Zhao Yan would really make him shudder.
After taking a bath, when she came out of the bathroom, Zhou Fan lay on the bed and fell asleep again.
Thinking of the dark blue under his eyes and what Mr. Chang said, she didn't have the heart to wake him up, so she sat by the bed and waited for a while.
She originally planned to wait for him to wake up, but ended up falling asleep too without realizing it.
When he closed his eyes, he was obviously sitting on the carpet beside the bed, resting his hands on his pillow.
When she opened her eyes again, she was in Zhou Fan's arms.
Luo Qingqiao was confused for a while, then raised her head and looked at Zhou Fan: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Zhou Fan lowered his head, "Let's sleep a little longer, I'm sleepy."
"There is a bottle of perfume on my desk, is it from you?" Although she was already sure of it, she still asked in a hesitant tone.
Zhou Fan thought for a while and said in a nasal voice: "That bottle of narciso-rodriguez-for-her?"
"Well, I think it tastes good, so I bought it for you."
But Luo Qingqiao never went to the company again, and he forgot about it.
"You only saw it when you returned to the company today?" Zhou Fan smiled and said lightly, "It's really a waste of my time. At least give me a kiss."
Of course Luo Qingqiao didn't do what he said, but she didn't tell anything about what happened at the company because of the bottle of perfume.
It's over after all.
She just said: "I don't like these things, you don't need to give them to me in the future."
"But I like to give them to you. What you do with the gifts is your own business."
Zhou Fan must have been in a bad mood when he said this.
But Luo Qingqiao ignored him and pushed him away from the room.
When she opened the door just now, she met Zhao Yan again as expected.
I always feel like this person is specifically waiting at the door, otherwise I would meet her every time I go out.
Luo Qingqiao lowered her eyes and looked at her: "Isn't Miss Zhao's leg healed already? Why is she still in a wheelchair?"
"It's just that I haven't been permanently disabled, and I can't walk as fast as flying in an instant." Zhao Yan's words were still thorny, "Ms. Luo, don't you want me to get better?"
While they were tit-for-tat, Zhou Fan also walked out of the room.
