Yan Yanqi swallowed his saliva, then took a step back, raised his head and looked in the direction of the elevator, and sure enough, it was the paralyzed face of the ascetic department that caught his eye.
Bo Qichen put his hands in his pockets, and there was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose at this time, the whole person looked particularly charming, and through the glasses lenses, Yan Yanqi could feel the chill in his eyes.
"Seventh Master."
Yan Yanqi bent down, and shouted as seriously as he wanted.
Behind Bo Qichen was a yawning Feng Jin.
Bo Qichen glanced at Yan Tingting, but just like that, he quickly looked away, ignoring the grievances in Yan Tingting's eyes very thoroughly.
Bo Qichen looked down at Yan Yanqi in front of him, and his thin lips squirmed: "Do you know what you did wrong?"
His voice was still faint, and he couldn't hear his joy and anger at all, hearing him ask himself like this, Yan Yanqi was also stunned, but she quickly reacted back, as a gold medal undercover agent, she is not chaotic in danger, and it is necessary to be able to deal with changes without panic and improvisation.
"I'm sorry Seventh Master.
It's that I've just overpassed, and maybe it's a bit too much.
I apologize to Yan Xiaojie.
As he spoke, Yan Yanqi raised his head, and his slightly long burgundy hair shook in front of his eyes, just covering the cold glow that had just flashed under his eyes.
She glanced at Yan Tingting not far away, pursed her lips, and apologized, she didn't suffer, anyway, her task was to enter the student union, and now an apology would not affect her plans.
The big husband can bend and stretch.
"Yan xiaojie, right" "I said that you would apologize to her" Before she finished speaking, she was coldly interrupted by Bo Qichen's words, Yan Tingting, who was still proud, heard this, the smile in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and she looked at Bo Qichen with an inexplicable face.
Yan Yanqi was also equally surprised, raised his head to look at the past, only to see that Bo Qichen had already taken a step and walked towards the sofa, and then sat on a single sofa in the middle.
Feng Jin didn't say a word, no one paid attention to it, and sat on the sofa next to him, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.
Regarding Feng Jin, Yan Yanqi's current impression is that Feng Jin is really a sleeping god, and his lazy personality is really not something that ordinary people can match.
"Seventh Master, what do you mean" Yan Yanqi walked over, stood behind Bo Qichen, and asked hesitantly.
Yan Tingting felt that she had to sue first, put down the vase, stepped on high heels and walked in front of Bo Qichen in two or three steps: "Seventh master, you don't know, just now it was this little white face who started to verbally attack me, and said that I don't deserve to appear here, she doesn't take me seriously at all." ” "Isn't what she said right" Bo Qichen raised his eyes and glared at him with a cold look.
"You are also worthy of the seventh mansion, you are holding a vase left by the first generation of heirs, aren't you going to fall, in front of me, drop it."
Yan Tingting's face was red and white for a while, and she was scolded by him, if others said that about her, she would have gone back a long time ago, but this is Bo Qiye, plus this vase is still something left by the first generation of heirs, so important who dares to fall Unless you don't want to mix up, or you just don't want to live
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