The host is irritable every day

Chapter 71 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (13)

Before asking her if she was okay, the hand that was holding her sleeve along the way was instantly held back.

Tang Junchen was suddenly startled. He quickly shook it off but was held tightly by the person. His slender fingers were even inserted into his fingers, and they were locked with his fingers, unable to move at all.

"Qi—"

"Your department's party on Friday, you go." Qi Wan intentionally interrupted his call, explaining the subject directly.

Tang Junchen didn't know if he really didn't want to hold her hand, and the strength of his struggle became lighter. He turned around and glanced at her, "What does the 'party in our department' have to do with you."

Qi Wan opened her mouth: "..."

Grass.

She glared at him.

dead man.

Will pick up the talk.

She exhaled and kept silently saying not to be angry. She put her other hand on her waist and hummed: "The little nurse just now came to invite me, why does it have nothing to do with me?"

Now let's see how he responds.

He lowered his eyelids and began to open the fingers she held on to him one by one, speaking and doing things correctly: "But inviting you and me having to go are two different things."

Almost didn't get pissed off.

Qi Wan's rising anger caught in his throat.

Seeing that he was really about to use his weak strength to break away from her hand, Qi Wan used a trick to step forward and hug his waist.

The brain seemed to froze for a moment.

Tang Junchen's body froze completely, the dark pupils suddenly shrank with a flash of light at the bottom of his eyes, and his Adam's apple slid down with difficulty.

The night in the wee hours of the morning was quieter than ever, and the evening breeze was cool and silent.

"Pounding—"

who is it.

The sound of chaotic heartbeats.

In the next second, Tang Junchen quickly broke away from her hand, his face remained indifferent, but his eyes were dodging, and he quickly pushed her away, two meters away from him.

While retreating, Qi Wan stood firm.

If he hadn't known in advance that he would do something, this action would have really knocked her down without image.

The quiet night is extraordinary.

Who's heartbeat has long since calmed down, and what is left is only ice-cold and calm like a cold pool.

"Qi Wan, you've crossed the line."

In just six words, the relationship between the two was clearly explained in an instant.

Even though Qi Wan was shameless and thought it didn't matter, she still felt inexplicable heartache as she had already connected all the senses with the original owner.

In a word, she was sent back to the original point in an instant.

She lifted her eyelashes, and her eyes, which were originally bright and clear as water, were discolored by the darkness around her. She moved her heavy lips, unable to say anything.

Their relationship can only be considered as friends...

Her likes are worthless.

Qi Wan clenched the hand in front of her, but one hand suddenly grabbed the back of the other.

Sober up.

Can't get more and more sad.

Tang Junchen is a patient with a mental illness. Her task is not only to attack him, the premise of attacking him is to cure his symptoms and make him fall in love like a normal person, otherwise no one will feel good.

After slowly and rhythmically suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Qi Wan ignored his words and ended with a nonchalant smile: "But I have already agreed with them that I will bring you here as a 'friend'." Go to the party.

If you don't go, it will be a disguised admission that you are my boyfriend. There are so many people in your department, but they are all watching. "

The other party was speechless.

"Then it's settled." Qi Wan took half a step back, giving someone time to relax, "The journey is not far away, so I'll go back by myself first... See you on Friday!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she bypassed him, walked quickly, and left.

Tang Junchen turned sideways slightly, clenched the hand beside him tightly, but his nails, which had been trimmed to a smooth level, sank into the flesh with some force.

He never dared to look her in the eye.

[Completion of the second single task: 10%]

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Friday night.

Qi Wan had called the surgical nurse's station before, asked about the time and place of the party, and sent it to Tang Junchen as a bet, then wore a long skirt and went to the appointment.

Because I am a physical education teacher by profession, it has long been the norm not to wear makeup, and to dress casually.

Now I put on light makeup, tie up a low ponytail that is somewhat Korean style, take care of the lazy eight-character bangs, and spray the styling spray on the concave shape.

There are star-shaped silver earrings in each ear, and she is wearing a black French evening dress with slightly pleated princess sleeves. The skirt is made of bright sparkles and has a two-shoulder collar design.

Three-dimensional waist cut, exquisite strap closure design, wide collar, slender swan neck with fair complexion, and clear clavicle exposed.

On her hand is a small clutch bag that can hold mobile phones and money. It is similar in color to the earrings with flashes, and has a noble temperament with a touch of gentle beauty.

The surgery party is scheduled for a small private reception.

Qi Wan took a taxi, searched for the address, and stepped on the spot to the door.

Just after getting off the car, looking from a distance, there was a girl with fair skin, long hair, and a blue suspender dress standing at the door. Seeing her face clearly, Qi Wan recognized that it was the day when she was wearing a ball head, The handsome, polite little nurse, Sun Yao.

Qi Wan paid and watched the taxi leave, then turned around and walked slowly towards the door. As he approached, she immediately approached him enthusiastically.

"Miss Qi, are you here?"

Qi Wan paused, and smiled back, "Just call me Qi Wan, 'Miss Qi', that's too unfamiliar."

Qi, late?
The other party was a little surprised when they heard these two words, "Your name?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"This name... sounds familiar."

She frowned slightly, rubbed her earlobes, and lost herself in memories, and suddenly something flashed in her mind, "—Oh, I seem to have heard Dr. Tang mention it before, more than once!"

When Qi Wan heard the words, her eyes moved slightly, as if she had found a breakthrough point, she quickly asked: "Where did he mention it? How often did he mention it? When is it?"

Faced with her repeated questioning, Sun Yao scratched his cheeks, "Miss Qi, I really don't really remember what happened... a long time ago, but I vaguely remember that once, it seemed that he was listening to someone on the phone in the corridor..."

"But Ms. Qi, your words are really useful." Knowing that the relationship between the two is not as simple as friends, and fearing that his words might cause some misunderstanding, Sun Yao quickly shut up and changed the subject.

"Doctor Tang really came tonight and is already sitting on it."

Qi Wan lost her mind and said "really" out of her mind, but silently recorded her words in her heart.

...

The whole venue of the reception is in the shape of a villa area, which is very large. The lobby on the first floor is spacious and bright, with tassels and starry sky crystal lights on the ceiling. The small reception ordered by the department is on the east side of the second floor. The sound insulation is very good, and it is completely silent when the door is closed.

The venue for the small reception is quite large, and it is more than enough to accommodate a dozen people, except those who are on duty in the hospital.

There is a small high platform at the end directly in front of the door, which provides speech services. There is a row of long vertical tables below. Each chair is stuck in a designated table section. White tablecloths and sets of tableware are placed on it according to the number of people.

On both sides, one side is equipped with soft sofas and soft stools, and on the other side, there are several tables with fruits, cakes and small wines. The wine glasses are placed in the center of each table, and the shape is carefully designed.

(End of this chapter)