Qi Zhujun frowned slightly and looked at Qian Yu in bewilderment. Qian Yu was embarrassed by her. In fact, his face was so shabby that he couldn't see any expression at all. With a slight movement of his face, he hissed and took a breath. His whole face was wrinkled together. The more wrinkled he was, the more painful he was. Qi Zhujun quickly breathed for him. After a while, he finally recovered his breath.

"Yu, brother Yu, are you better?" She asked nervously.

Qian Yu was already sweating. He said, "just try it."

"I, if only I could be useful... It's all my fault. I'm too useless..."

"Ah, stupid girl, how can you do everything to yourself? What your boyfriend said is right. Even I can't beat Lin Yuezhi. What can you do for me? The more help you get, the more help you get. You, make up with your boyfriend quickly. Don't quarrel with him because of me. If you can't get married, I'm not responsible. "

Qi Zhujun felt very sad. When he said that, he felt more guilty. His eyes were wet and wet. He was sorry and moved to say, "brother Yu, you are a good man."

Qian Yu frowned and waved his hand.

How could he get a good man card?

Are you kidding? He's never been a good man in his life, OK?

Qi Zhujun wiped the moist eyes, and lowered his head to speed up his movements. He spent half an hour in cleaning up the blood stains on his face. At this time, Lin Che, who had taken sleeping pills, was asleep and Kwai tilted on the sofa.

"I... I'll help Da Shen back to the room first." Qi Zhujun put down his things and wanted to help him, but Qian Yu took the lead: "how much strength do you have? I'll do it."

"But you're hurt..."

"Even if I get hurt, I'm a man." Qian Yu said to stand up, pain is a burst of bared teeth, slow tone, a will Lin Che to the princess hold posture.

Bone cackled and muscles protested, but could he say no?

Isn't that a slap in the face?

Ah, this time he's really stealing chicken!

Master Qian did not want to lose face in front of Qi Zhujun. He just sent the man to the room and covered Lin Che with a quilt.

He is a good brother who loves his sister, which makes Qi Zhujun envious.

She is the eldest in the family. She has two younger brothers below. No matter what delicious and funny food they have, they have to be handed over to them. They are bullied. She takes them to talk about it. Although she is very afraid, she has to protect them. She never thought that her elder brother would be so happy.

If only she could have such a good brother

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that she was in a daze again, Qian Yu raised her hand and knocked her head. She looked back and saw that he went straight to her room. She didn't know if she should follow him. She hesitated for a moment and saw that Qian Yu came out with something in his hand.

"Rub it for me."

Qi Zhujun took the small bottle. It turned out to be safflower oil.

Qian Yu began to take off his clothes. His muscles are flexible and full all the year round. As he takes off his clothes, the muscles of his back and arms bulge slightly, and the eight abdominal muscles stacked neatly on his lower abdomen attract people's attention.

My God

Qi Zhujun swallowed his saliva nervously.

For the first time, she had a close look at a man's body. She was still in good shape!

Men like women with good figure, and women also like men with good figure, especially Qi Zhujun, a girl who doesn't know anything, her eyes are straight for a moment.

"You..."

Seeing that she didn't move, Qian Yu looked back and saw that Qi Zhujun was running a bloody nose!

"You, how can you do this again?"

"Ah?" Qi Zhujun obviously didn't realize it. He just felt his nose wet. He touched it with his hand, and his hand was bright red.

Qian Yu was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He quickly pulled several paper towels to help her wipe them.

"It's not that you haven't seen my body. Why do you have to have nosebleed every time?"

"It's... It's your body... It's so good... I got angry accidentally..."

This is her normal reaction. It shows that she is healthy in body and mind.

Qi Zhujun in the heart for his silent excuse, to blame on his body is too good ah.

Qian Yu was a little sad, but he was a little proud.

This stupid girl has eyes.

Afraid that she would lose too much blood, he could only give up the idea of letting her wipe safflower oil. Qi Zhujun's face suddenly showed a pity expression.

Qian Yu was more proud and said to Qiao deliberately, "don't you have a boyfriend? Is Jiang Bo in good shape? "

Qi Zhujun scratched his hair and said honestly, "I haven't seen uncle Shuai without clothes. I don't know what his figure is. But I think uncle Shuai's figure won't be bad. Haha."

"Hum, don't talk too much. I haven't seen any confidence." Qian Yu is a little unhappy.

Qi Zhujun naturally wanted to protect Jiang Bo. He said in a hurry, "because you two look the same when you wear clothes."

"Stupid, I call it stripper, OK?" The more you talk, the more angry you are!

Qian Yu took the safflower oil in Qi Zhujun's hand, turned and walked towards his room, then slammed the door.

Qi Zhujun blinked inexplicably. He couldn't understand why he was angry again.

It's said that women are like the weather. They change as they say. How can she feel that some men do the same? For example, Qian Yu is smiling and angry. Why?

If we don't solve such a profound problem, we can't think of it with Qi Zhujun's dull head.

But she also has advantages.

For example, her cooking skills are good, and her housework is OK. The key is to be obedient and sensible, and no one needs to worry.

After she bought a lot of food with her mobile app, she began to clean up the house. Although the house was very big, it was very clean. Moreover, Qian Yu had cleaned it almost last night. The most troublesome thing was the French window. It didn't give the thief a chance to leave it like this?

While cleaning the glass, she tried to find a way. Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang. She ran to open the door. When she saw Guan Huimeng with sunglasses, she was stunned and remembered.

Guan Huimeng takes off her sunglasses, raises her chin slightly, and glances at her haughtily. Seeing that Qi Zhujun is holding a broom in his hand, he is afraid that she will dirty her expensive clothes, so he does not give face and waves to her: "you, go away for me, you can't afford a month's salary if you dirty my clothes."

For a moment, no one recognized Qi Zhujun, and regarded her as a servant here. Like a hostess, she was not invited in.