As soon as he entered, Bo Qichen sat on the sofa, didn't even look at her, and lightly spit out a word: "Sit."
Nodding and sitting down, Yan Yanqi propped his hands on the armrests, and cautiously looked at the ice face of Bo Qichen opposite.
Did she do something wrong again, Seventh Master won't be angry again, the frequency of anger is so high, I want to go to heaven.
After staring at her for a long time, Bo Qichen's thin lips opened lightly: "What are you afraid of?"
” Without a hint of foreplay, straight to the point.
Yan Yanqi was a little confused, and frowned: "Ah" For a while, she really didn't know what Bo Qichen was asking Bo Qichen looked at her, his eyes were deep, he put his hands together on his folded legs, his posture was elegant, and the words he said were also the direct truth: "You didn't save people just now." ” Yan Yanqi chuckled in his heart, and then smiled: "Isn't Young Master Ouyang already gone, he is faster than me." ” The expressions on her face were all very decent, and there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.
"You're going to be faster than him."
After speaking, Bo Qichen leaned back, and then asked affirmatively: "Isn't it?"
"At the time, I wasn't sure if that person was Little Lemon."
Yan Yanqi felt that his aura could not be lost, and tried to explain.
Bo Qichen didn't eat her set, and directly debunked it: "In your eyes, when you save someone, you will care who the other party is" Bo Qichen's aura was full of energy, pressing step by step, and he didn't intend to let go of her rhythm at all.
When Yan Yanqi participated in such an important long-distance run, he could stretch out his hand to support the girl who was about to fall, and he could not care about winning or losing the game, if the girl really twisted her foot.
He guessed that Yan Yanqi might directly help the girl to the court first, and then continue the game.
Seeing this, Yan Yanqi frowned, and was seen through his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"At that time, I was hesitant to find a means of transportation to pass, and I didn't know that there was a jet ski nearby."
"Go on."
Bo Qichen picked up the water glass, took a sip of water, and didn't even look at her, obviously not believing her words, too lazy to look at it, and too lazy to poke her.
Yan 7: ""Can you still play happily?"
"Me" Seeing that she was still hesitating, Bo Qichen put down the water cup with a bang, lowered his body, and approached her: "What are you afraid of?"
” He had to know that what she was afraid of might be more important than what she liked Feeling the sudden approaching breath, Yan Yan Qi was stunned, his throat rolled, swallowed his saliva, and directly confessed, "I'm a little afraid of water." ” Hearing this, Bo Qichen's brows furrowed fiercely, and he looked at her eyes, a little doubtful that she was talking nonsense again.
Afraid of water, how could it be that Yang Lemon was not the one she rescued from the lake at that time, including the last time she was in London, she said that the speedboat was bàozhà, and then she swam to the desert island to save him.
So, now that Yan Yanqi says that she is afraid of water, how can he believe it "Seriously" Bo Qichen looked at her, and she didn't look like she was lying.
Yan Yanqi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and made a v gesture, and said playfully: "Appropriate" Bo Qichen: "" "Last time you saved Yang Lemon and went into the water, last time you saved me and went into the water."
When he said this, he was actually puzzled and wanted to hear her explanation.
Yan Qi didn't think so, she shrugged her shoulders and smiled indifferently: "Don't you believe it, Seventh Master":