When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Taking advantage of Xuesha's work, Qi Yan secretly ran out with Qinglong's acquiescence.

When I came to Bianguan City again, without the initial comfort and playfulness, it was a little more uneasy.

Shumen came to the mansion of the Wulin League, and Qi Yan met Leng Daiyan who had not met for a long time.

Leng Daiyan, who restored her daughter's appearance, was surprised when she saw Qi Yan, and then looked at him sarcastically: "What are you doing?"

Qi Yan was also very aggressive, shouting at her: "What are you doing with you?! Besides, what are you doing again? Do you still think Xi Zhao is not bothering you enough?"

Leng Dai kite looked awkward: "While I am honored, how can I allow you to say something different?"

"Noble status?" Qi Yan chuckled and rolled his eyes: "Where can the people who are pasted be noble? Maybe his mouth is too poisonous to marry, but he always wants to fly to the branch to become a phoenix!"

"you--!"

"You guys! What shouting in front of the martial arts martial arts!" Two people like the guard came out with a long rifle and a burly figure: "Go away quickly, otherwise don't blame the rifle in my hand mercilessly!"

Qi Yan coughed, and when he wanted to say something, he heard Leng Dai kite angrily said, "Who are you? That's why he talked to me like this!"

When the two guards saw her so arrogant, they were also angry: "We are the members of the martial arts league!"

"Huh, it's just a dog at the gate. Before the owner speaks, dare to bark casually?" Leng Daiyan is a person of the 21st century. He didn't carry dirty words, but shook his popularity.

"You stinky girl--!" A burly bodyguard roared and was about to attack, but was pulled by another bodyguard.

"Wait, see if she..." The two murmured for a long while, and finally stared at Leng Daiyan, said: "You go in."

Leng Daiyan sneered and looked at the two as if they were looking at a dead object.

——When I became the wife of the lord, there is something for you!

After Leng Daiyan entered, Qi Yan hooked her neck and stared at the two guards: "Oh, I want to see your leader."

"Our lord is now in trouble, not seeing guests."

"Let's report it, in case your ally sees me..." Qi Yan said: "You tell him that the person who wants to see him is Qi Yan."

The two bodyguards were unmoved and stood at the door straight: "Our lord has ordered that we will not see you today!"

"Well, didn't that woman go in!" Qi Yan exclaimed: "She's so unreasonable that you guys let her in!"

"That's a guest of our martial arts alliance." The burly man stared at him: "If you tangle again, I will start!"

Qi Yan shrank and turned away.

——Why is she Leng Daiyan a guest, and he is an outsider? ! That Leng Dai kite is obviously with a purpose. Where can he be compared with his full of blood and sincerity, but he was rejected!

Finding a tavern, Qi Yan called the two altars for good wine, served with a few side dishes, and drank alone.

…This is true, borrow wine to sorrow.

The guest officials around him walked from table to table, and the second child saw Qi Yan bored his head and drank, and had no other meaning. The heart was that this person must have encountered worries...

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 85]

The sound of the system sounded in the middle.

Qi Yan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes dazed, and he looked straight at the familiar figure across the table.

"...Xizhao?"

Xi Zhao held the tea cup in his hand and took a sip of the tea: "Well."

"You're a bad guy." Qi Yan groaned: "Isn't you the one who won't let me in?? Sure enough, my brother was right. You must have annoyed me, otherwise why wouldn't you let me in?"

"Not bothering you."

"Nonsense! You obviously have it!" Qi Yan poured himself a bowl of wine again, and as soon as he was ready to dry, he was stopped by a pair of bamboo-scented hands.

"Mo Yao wants to drink again, you are already drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Qi Yan exclaimed: "You go away! Let me drink!"

"Why drink?" Xi Zhao didn't listen to him, but snatched the bowl hard.

Qi Yan looked at his empty hand and grievously shrugged his nose: "I'm not in a good mood, so I drink and calm my worries!"

"I'm complaining that I didn't welcome you into the door? It was just that the guards were keeping orders, and I had fined them monthly money."

"Who controls the guards or not?" Qi Yan looked up and looked at Xi Zhao: "Why are you letting that woman in, but not letting me in?"

The seemingly complaining and serious words made Xi Zhao's hand pause, silent and silent.

Qi Yan felt cold in his heart: "Are you going to marry her?"

Xi Zhao drank the tea in the tea cup: "I didn't mean it."

"That's what you want to do with her, isn't it?" Qi Yan cried with regret, and asked Xi Zhao for proof.

Xi Zhao poured himself a cup of tea and filled the empty cup: "Well."

"Wouldn't you still marry her..." Qi Yan bowed his head decadently, his thoughts confused and his head split.

Xi Zhao did not speak, but put down the full cup of tea, stood up, walked behind Qi Yan, and took him by the shoulders to bring him up.

"What are you doing, let me go..."

"Go home, you need to rest."

"No! I want to continue to drink!" Qi Yan began to struggle: "I am upset, I must drink!"

Xi Zhao's enemies were just crazy about alcohol, as long as he clicked on his sleeping point, and when he fell down, he hugged him sideways.

This man is really thin.

Holding Qi Yan back to the Wulin League, he was shocked at the guard at the door, Xi Zhao shook his head and said softly, "Go down and receive the penalty."

The two guards seemed to understand something, and silently responded.

When he came to the courtyard where Qi Yan originally lived, Xi Zhao kicked the door with his feet, carefully held Qi Yan into the compartment, put him on the bed, laid off his shoes and coat, and finally covered him with a quilt.

Looking at Qi Yan's ruddy sleeping face, Xi Zhao sighed.

Turned to the door and said to the maid who was waiting: "Finish the sober soup."

"Yes." The maid withdrew respectfully.

Xi Zhao closed the door, folded back, and sat by the bed.

His fingertips fell gently on Qi Yan's face. The cold and tender touch made him unable to put it down, his red cheeks were not hot, and there was a coolness from his heart.

"It's...noisy."

Xi Zhao murmured, but with indulgence and tenderness that he had never found.

Turning your finger slightly and gently on the sleeping point, Qi Yan will have a posture of waking up and waking up.

Jiu Jin'er hadn't passed it yet. After waking up, Qi Yan saw that the surroundings had changed. There was no wine and no dishes.

"Why don't you let me drink?! I don't spend your money!"

"You are a bad guy! I want to find my brother to buy me a drink!"

"You are not Xi Zhao, Xi Zhao will not promise that woman!"

...

Sitting up from the bed, Qi Yan's mouth didn't stop, and there was a mad drunken voice. Xi Zhao sat quietly beside him, watching him scream in one direction, but didn't say anything to himself.

With a chuckle, Xi Zhao stood up: "Stop calling, everyone else is asleep."

"I'm about to call!"

"really?"

"really!"

"Fuck..."

When the words fell, Qi Yan felt that his hind brain was fixed, and then, as soon as his eyes were black, his mouth was blocked with soft and cold lips.