casually glanced back, and saw Dongfang Shiyu standing outside the door, tiptoeing, looking at her.
Seeing this, Yan Yanqi smiled politely and waved his hand at her, and Dongfang Shiyu quickly raised his hand and shook it.
Immediately after that, Yan Yanqi entered the elevator as if he was escaping. went to the top floor, just stepped out of his left foot, and with a raised eye, Yan Yanqi fell into a pair of deep eyes, as if he had fallen to the bottom of the lake all of a sudden, making people unable to take their eyes off.
Why is the Seventh Master here?
"Oops."
Before he came back to his senses, his arm was pulled, and then he threw himself forward, and Yan Yanqi quickly stretched out his hand to find the support point and stabilized his body.
Raising her eyes, she blinked, and looked at Bo Qichen, who was half a head taller than herself, in a daze, the first thing that caught her eye was his thin crimson lips, glowing with a little luster, and all of a sudden, Yan Yanqi swallowed his saliva without a trace.
In an instant, I remembered that kiss in the morning "Where did it go?"
Suddenly, the thin lips in his eyes moved, touched up and down, a familiar and indifferent voice spit out, and warm breath sprayed on the tip of his nose, making Yan Yanqi's back stiffen, and he hurriedly turned around.
Seeing that the seventh master looked at himself coldly, Yan Yanqi followed his line of sight and saw his hand on the seventh master's chest Immediately, as if she had been electrocuted, she quickly retracted it.
"Seventh Master, what did you just pull me for" Yan Yanqi coughed lightly, preconceived, and didn't hear what he said just now.
Bo Qichen raised his eyes lazily, glanced at the elevator door closed behind her, and then spoke: "Your right foot wants to be caught by the elevator once" "Uh" instantly, Yan Yanqi was stunned, and he thought that he had just stepped out of his left foot, although it didn't hurt to be caught by the elevator door once, but who would want to be caught by the elevator door if he was fine.
"No, no, I didn't pay attention just now."
Yan Yanqi shook his head, then looked harmless, and asked strangely: "Is the Seventh Master standing here waiting for me?"
After saying this, Yan Yanqi wanted to bite her tongue, girl, she did her own amorous thing, how did she learn that the seventh master was standing here waiting for her to think about it.
"Hmm."
Hearing this very cold voice, Yan Yan Qiqi raised his head suddenly, looked at Bo Qichen's indifferent expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression seemed to be a ghost.
Suddenly, the seventh master opened Chrysostom, and the topic came so that Yan Yanqi didn't know how to pick it up: "I just chatted with my sister downstairs and had a lot of fun."
The seventh master paused when he saw it, and Yan Yanqi nodded: "Dongfang xiaojie is very cute."
As he spoke, Yan Yanqi habitually touched the tip of his nose.
"Cute" Unconsciously, a certain master's tone was a few degrees colder.
Yan Yanqi also felt it, swallowed her saliva, she thought about it, and didn't find out where she said something wrong.
"Isn't Oriental poetry the xiaojie of the Oriental family" Raising her eyebrows, she asked strangely.
Could it be that I guessed wrong, the seventh master doesn't know the Oriental poetry, and there is something wrong with his judgment Damn it.
The Seventh Master glanced at her with a complicated look, "Yes, she is Dongfang Bo's younger sister." ” "Wouldn't that be good."
Yan Yanqi breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you have such a pleasant chat with her because she is Dongfang Bo's sister":