Chapter 10: It will be paid back sooner or later.

Xing Zhongwan drove the car back to Qi's villa in the suburbs. He couldn't see

clearly in the rain. Xing Zhongwan opened the door and got out of the car. The

short distance from the car to the door was drenched in the rain. Xing

Zhongwan quickly went up to the third floor. As soon as the door was opened, a

gust of wind with rain blew head-on. Xing Zhongwan couldn't help yawning. The

white curtains were already soaked and soaked. hanging down. Xing Zhongwan

held back the swear words that came to his mouth, walked over to close the

window, touched the rain on his face, and then had time to observe Qi Yun on

the bed.

The person on the bed closed his eyes, and the quilt was soaked through. Xing

Zhongwan was inexplicably agitated, "You're not dumb, so you wouldn't call

someone to close the window for you."

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There was only his own voice in the room, and the person on the bed seemed

unresponsive as if he had fallen asleep. Xing Zhongwan held his breath and

walked back and forth in the room, what a ** mess.

Xing Zhongwan, you are really provoking someone!

Qi Yun's eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes twitched, Xing Zhongwan took a

deep breath, and he was so angry with a disabled person. Turn on the air

conditioner and pull off the quilt on Qi Yun's body. Fortunately, the clothes

inside are not wet, but...

Xing Zhongwan glanced at Qi Yun's trousers, and the fire came up again,

"Master Qi, you can ask someone to get you a urinal, you... I'll go... I "

Qi Yun's eyes trembled even more, but he didn't open his eyes and didn't

speak. Xing Zhong has served late, yes, I am afraid of you, third master Qi,

ancestor Qi!

Xing Zhongwan resignedly went to the bathroom and took a washbasin towel to

wipe Qi Yun's body and change his clothes, went to the cabinet to get a clean

quilt, and even gave him medicine. More than an hour has passed since he

finished this.

Xing Zhongwan panted, "You don't have to eat, right? I'll go out for a while,

and you'll be like this. You... I'll get you something to eat."

Xing Zhongwan ran downstairs, Qi Yun on the bed opened his eyes, his body was

very refreshed, and the air conditioner turned on at a moderate temperature.

There was still the smell of Xing Zhongwan's body in the air, the very

refreshing scent of pine wood, Qi Yun blinked, and the restless heart that had

been resting all afternoon finally calmed down.

After Xing Zhongwan left, Qi Yun fell into a dizzy sleep, and when he woke up,

it was still unusually quiet around him. Qi Yun's stomach was a little swollen

and he wanted to go to the toilet. With difficulty, he lowered his hand to

take the urinal beside the bed, but his weak body couldn't obey him. There

were constant footsteps at the door of the room, someone was always outside,

Qi Yun gritted his back molars and wanted to call someone. She seemed to have

said that it took a lot of effort to change the sheets and quilts, thinking

about how tiring that person would be to fall asleep sitting next to her.

Qi Yun opened his mouth, and the voice of the newly arrived servant suddenly

came from the door.

"Hey, how long do you think the one inside looks like a dead man will live?"

"It's been so long, do we want to go in and see?"

"Forget it, the housekeeper didn't tell us not to go in and look for trouble.

The person inside can't take care of himself, how dirty it must be. Are you

willing to go in and urinate."

A burst of laughter came.

"You said that Miss Xing was so beautiful, why did she come to serve such a

useless person."

"Hey, I heard that the two of them still have a marriage contract?"

"Oh, it's a pity. I heard that the ** is paralyzed. I guess he can't stand up.

It's a pity that he is not a widow after marrying."

"Hey, don't say a few words, be careful that the people inside hear it."

"What's the matter? What about the Qi family? Nowadays, who doesn't know that

the most favored person in the Qi family is the fourth master of Qi, who is a

fart."

"It's a pity Miss Xing... I have to live with such a useless person for the

rest of my life."

Qi Yun held the sheets tightly with both hands, closed his eyes, and his

shoulders were shaking repressedly. A damp heat slowly spread from the **, and

a familiar stench filled the entire room.

In the evening, the old housekeeper came to feed him, but Qi Yun didn't eat,

and the old housekeeper walked out the door without a word. Qi Yun's face was

facing out the window, she hadn't come back yet...

It was raining, the wind was strong and the cold rain hit Qi Yun's face, Qi

Yun opened his eyes indifferently, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the

door closing the door and windows was sparse, but in the end no one opened his

room. Door.

Qi Yun's face was facing the direction of the door, and he tried his best to

support his neck, but the familiar voice still did not appear.

Is she gone too...

The servant's words echoed in Qi Yun's mind. It's a pity that Miss Xing is so

beautiful, but she has to take care of a crippled person.

Crap... Qi Yun's mouth curved into an awkward arc, and the strong wind washed

away the stench in the room, but it couldn't hide the fact that Qi Yun was a

cripple.

Qi Yun stretched out his hand and thumped his leg heavily, closing his eyes in

despair.

It's okay to leave, but don't come back...

Xing Zhongwan searched the kitchen for a long time, boiled a little porridge

with green vegetables and minced meat, and saw some pickled side dishes in the

kitchen, so he took some and heated them up.

In fact, judging from his appearance, it is impossible to tell that he can

cook, thanks to his mother. Xing Zhongwan's mother was bedridden for many

years, and Xing Zhongwan learned to go to the kitchen to cook for his mother

at a young age. After his mother left, Xing Zhongwan seldom entered the

kitchen. Unexpectedly, it was because of Qi Yun that he entered the kitchen

again.

Xing Zhongwan looked at the hot porridge on the stove and shook it gently with

a wooden spoon. Originally a good night, I could roll the sheets with my

favorite woman, but now I am standing in the kitchen and making porridge. Xing

Zhongwan was annoyed and almost threw the spoon in his hand into the pot.

Before going abroad, his mother took Xing Zhongwan to Qi's house, carrying the

snacks she made by herself. His mother is a kind-hearted person who wants to

meet Mrs. Qi before leaving. But where is the Qi family so good, let alone

seeing Qi Zongcheng's wife. He and his mother were stopped at the gate of Qi's

house. The guards of Qi's house looked at them like two dirty mice, and dared

to come to see the old lady without looking at their identity.

His mother coughed again because of the cold wind, Xing Zhongwan pulled her

** sleeves to persuade her to go home, and his mother refused to wait any

longer.

Xing Zhongwan had to hold his ** hand and shivered by the wind. Until a

familiar boy came out from the side door of Qi's house.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was born like a fairy, not like a mortal,

and walked up to them coldly.

"Grandma is not feeling well and it is inconvenient to come out. Madam, I can

communicate for you if I have something."

He smiled apologetically and handed the snack to the boy, "Be careful, I made

it myself."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then took it over, "Thank you ma'am."

Little Xing Zhongwan's nose was red from the cold. Looking at the beautiful

elder sister in front of her, she seemed to have grown taller and more

beautiful.

Xing Zhongwan looked at the young man with a small mouth, and the young man

turned his head in displeasure, "What do you think I am doing?"

Xing Zhongwan sniffed, "Sister, you look so good-looking, I've grown up, will

you marry me?"

His mother was startled and hurriedly apologized, dragged Xing Zhongwan and

left, Xing Zhongwan turned back reluctantly, and saw that the teenager threw

the snacks made by his mother into the trash can at the door.

A burning smell hit Xing Zhongwan's forehead, "Ouch, I'll go!"

Xing Zhongwan quickly turned off the fire, looking at the burnt porridge, he

couldn't help looking up at the sky. Back then, I was really fascinated by

beauty, what a beautiful fairy sister is a cold and ruthless stinky man!

Xing Zhongwan went upstairs with the porridge and sat next to Qi Yun, "I just

accidentally burnt a little bit, but I put the top of it out and it doesn't

taste so great."

He helped Qi Yun to sit up and started feeding him. This time Qi Yun

cooperated very well, and the bowl of porridge was finished in a short time.

Xing Zhongwan looked at his watch, it was getting late. He was about to go

back to the room to get the quilt and hit the floor. As soon as his ** left

the chair, Qi Yun suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

Xing Zhongwan maintained his posture of getting up and didn't move. What a

hell, he took the initiative to talk to me today.

"I called, and they won't come in either."

After a pause, Qi Yun turned his face slightly, "I don't want people to see my

body."

Xing Zhongwan thought about it for a long time before he remembered it. This

was answering his previous question.

Xing Zhongwan said unexpectedly, "Then why can I see your body?"

Qi Yun's neck was red, and then his ears were red, because his Adam's apple,

which was so thin and conspicuous, moved uneasily from swallowing saliva.

After a while of silence, Xing Zhongwan felt that the question he asked was

somewhat inexplicable.

He turned around and was about to go out to get the quilt, but suddenly the

corner of his clothes was caught, Xing Zhongwan turned around suspiciously, Qi

Yun, you have more to finish.

The person on the bed lowered his head, and the clothes on his body were wide

enough to clearly see the prominent spine below the back of the neck.

"Girls, don't go out at night, it's not safe."

Xing Zhongwan was stunned, girl! ? who? Which? where are the girls?

Looking back at Qi Yun's neck, which was about to be cooked, he finally

understood a sentence that he would have to pay it back sooner or later. Back

then, it was my fault that I recognized you as a girl, but who made you look

too beautiful. Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age of hermaphrodite.

But with my voice and figure, why do you think of me as a woman! ?

Xing Zhongwan is depressed...