The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Chapter 200

Cai Zhen obviously didn't believe it and sneered: "it seems that our husband's weight in master Zheng's heart is just so."

Wei Yan suddenly raised her eyes. There was a sullen look at the bottom of her eyes. She squinted with warning: "Cai Zhen."

The voice was low and cold.

Cai Zhen's careful liver trembled, and realized that he had offended his husband with his outspoken words. He was too busy to admit that he was wrong: "Sir, I was wrong."

Don't look at him like he did last time in Yanglin Town. It's worse than killing him.

Zheng Quzhi didn't want to punish Cai Zhen because of himself. He didn't know when to stay in weizhai. If he was punished by Wei Yan again because of himself, Cai Zhen would definitely take revenge on him.

He said, "don't be angry, Mr. Wei. Brother Cai cares about you." After a pause, he said, "besides, your weight in my heart is still very heavy."

Hearing the speech, Wei Yan looks at Zheng Quzhi.

"Not angry." After a while, he withdrew his eyes and closed them again.

As for whether he is really angry or dead, he is the only one who knows.

When I returned to Wei's house, it was zero, and there was light snow outside. As soon as Zheng Quzhi got out of the car, he hurriedly squeezed under Qi's umbrella, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "brother Qi, let's go in together."

Wei Yan didn't allow him not to hold an umbrella on a snowy day, and he didn't dare to squeeze an umbrella with CAI Zhen when Cai Zhen was in a bad mood. He could only hold his thigh.

"Come here."

Before Qi He opened his mouth, a voice came from behind him.

Zheng Quzhi turned back and opened his mouth in surprise. I thought that Cai Zhen would hold an umbrella for Wei Yan. Unexpectedly, Cai Zhen went directly into Wei's house with his head full of snow.

Wei Yan is holding a black umbrella and staring at herself calmly.

Zheng Quzhi quickly loosened Qi's shoulder and rushed into Wei Yan's umbrella. After standing still, he looked up at Wei Yan with a smile. His hand also extended to Wei Yan's hand: "let me hold an umbrella."

When his hand touched Wei Yan's cold hand, Zheng Quzhi patted, but he didn't get a response. He couldn't help but wonder that he was staring at Wei Yan, who was in a daze. He picked his eyebrows: "Wei Yan?"

Looking at his eyes, Zheng's eyes suddenly fell away from his throat.

Qi Bo's head explodes. He turns around and walks away in a hurry. He leaves the gate in a hurry. He doesn't care to find the gate. He doesn't care about his umbrella. He jumps over the wall and enters Wei's house.

Outside the house -

Zheng Qu was stunned and watched Wei Yan's face getting closer to him, but he was frozen and unable to make any response.

The red thin lips were about to cover Zheng Quzhi's lips. Wei Yan hesitated again. His head deviated slightly and put his head on Zheng Quzhi's shoulder.

Zheng Quzhi only felt that the stagnant blood flowed again, but at the bottom of his heart, he felt an unknown emotion. Was he lucky or disappointed?

Without thinking deeply, Zheng Quzhi mentioned God, put his hand on Wei Yan's back, and asked, "Wei Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"A little tired." Silence for a few seconds, Wei Yan gently opened his mouth.

Snow is still flying all over the sky, under the big black umbrella, two people stand in an intimate way similar to hugging.

After about two minutes, Wei Yan straightened up as if nothing had happened. She could not see any emotion on her face, and her eyes were light: "let's go."

Zheng Quzhi nodded and followed him to the inside. On the way, he secretly looked at Wei Yan several times, but he didn't dare to ask what he wanted to ask.

A little tired?

Are you tired of watching your own movies? Or did Wei never try to go to bed so late, so he was tired?

Zheng Quzhi, who was sent back to his room, sat on the bed and sighed. Wei Yan didn't understand what to do, and he had to worry about whether it was his own reason

Also, when Wei Yan lowered his head, what was in his mind? Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi pursed his lips. Why was he a little bit Looking forward to???

I don't know whether he slept too much in the cinema, or the things at night were so annoying that Zheng Quzhi didn't sleep all night. He didn't sleep until three or four o'clock in the morning.

Wake up the next day, not easy to get a good cold, unprecedented aggravation, and even a little fever. Zheng Qu knew he couldn't get up, and his head hurt so much that he just went to sleep.

Vaguely, I heard the conversation between Qi He and Wei Yan.

The sound came to his ears intermittently, which was to say why his illness had worsened. Listening to Wei Yan's voice, he was very unhappy. Zheng Quzhi wanted to open his eyes and explain a few words. However, his eyelids were so heavy that he tried hard for half a day without success.

Finally, a cool hand covered his eyelid, Zheng Quzhi's heart calmed down, did not try to open his eyes, and then sleep in the past.

Qi Qi frowned anxiously: "this time he spent too much energy in the dreamland. He should have had a cold last night. In addition, his aura is unstable, and his illness is getting worse."Feeling the scalding under the palm of his hand, Wei Yan's eyes flashed a cold idea: "his injury has moved to me, not the reason of illusion."

"To the gentleman?" Cai Zhen, who has never said a word, suddenly spoke out loud.

Qi he hates that iron doesn't make steel to stare at him, this silly boy! Is it time to talk about it?!! He quickly moved away from the subject: "what's the reason for that?"

Wei Yan didn't speak and lowered her eyebrows and eyes.

It's the man.

The one who's haunted.

"You go out." He took back his hand and faced the two men behind him.

What else did Cai Zhen want to say? Before he said it, he covered his mouth and dragged him out.

"You fool As soon as he went out, Qi Li knocked down a chestnut and said, "Sir, I like Zheng Quzhi. Can't you see with your eyes?"

The voice just fell, saw Cai Zhen's shocked face, Qi he was silent. Sir, how obvious this is! They've been with Mr. Zhang for so long, and this idiot hasn't got any eyesight yet???

"Monsieur is good to him, but because he needs him." It took Cai Zhen a long time to say something.

"I'll leave it here anyway! You must like Zheng Quzhi. In the future, Zheng Quzhi is another master of Wei's house! If you are in the way of Mr. Zheng Quzhi's pursuit and you are driven out of Wei's house by your husband, don't blame me for not reminding you! " Qi he rolled his eyes and left smartly.

Zheng Qu knows that he is ill. He can't help him. Let's help Mr. Zheng deal with the variety show.

No matter which issue the program group records, it will send an invitation letter to Wei Zhai. He just needs to call and contact him. I just have to let the program group arrange the arrangement. I can't let Mr. Zheng Quzhi have the same frame opportunity as Zheng Quzhi after he has been on the program.