The object of "formal marriage" is a little sick

If it is said that everyone in this life has a dark history that needs to be discarded, there is no doubt that Luo Qian least wants others to know that he was once dressed as a girl and spent three dark months.

What was even more frightening was that someone witnessed the whole process, and severely mocked and beat Luo Qian, who was only seven years old at the time, leaving the biggest stain in his life. Yes, Chen Yi was the witness of that period of history.

"Hahaha, we have something to talk about, you guys should eat and drink well." Luo Qian walked over and put his arms around Chen Yi's shoulders and walked out. There was a utility room behind the curtain, and the two of them banged empty beer cans on the shelf. Falling to the ground, Teng Jia and the others were anxious to listen outside, so don't fight.

Suhang comforted them, "It's okay, although Luo Qian is a little bit generous, he won't bully the sick."

Chen Yi's sweater was half pulled off by him, and her tender white shoulders were exposed. He frowned and shook it away, "Don't go, just talk here if you have anything to say."

As soon as Luo Qian turned around, he saw him arranging his clothes. The bound hand was inconvenient, so he had to lift his arm up, looking a little funny.

"Don't move, I'll help you."

Chen Yi just wanted to stop it, but his hand was faster than his mouth, and he carefully lifted the piece stuck on his shoulder. The temperature of his fingertips seemed to be on fire, and he gently stroked the cold collarbone. Chen Yi shivered and retreated, "Okay okay."

Luo Qian straightened his face, and was a little embarrassed, "Then what, your clothes are quite elastic, very good, I will buy one later."

It's not that Chen Yi doesn't want to see him, it's just that this person has the ability to piss you off with a single mouth.

"Do you want it? I can't take it off with my arms hanging. Besides, can you wear my size?"

Luo Qian came back to his senses, remembering how this man oppressed him when he was a child and the inexplicable grievances he suffered, and he was terribly blocked, "Don't talk to me, Chen Yi, why haven't you changed at all, you still have an annoying face, you're still round Sister Yuan, you're too ashamed to panic." There was anger in her tone, mainly because Chen Yi, who was in the crowd, called him out by his nickname, if outsiders knew about it, he wouldn't have the face to go after Cheng Yan.

Chen Yi gave him a funny look, and leaned against the wall with her hands in her trouser pockets, "It's been so many years, why haven't you made progress at all, and you're still afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of you? Laugh off the big teeth of the people of the whole country!" Luo Qian looked at him limply leaning back, frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled him over, fixed him in front of him and straightened him, "Stand still , staggering to and fro like a tumbler, standing or not standing, sitting or sitting."

Luo Qian came from a military family, his grandfather was an officer, and his uncle and uncle both had military ranks. His father didn't want to suffer, so he had to go into business. His grandfather didn't want his grandson to mess around with his son, so Luo Qian lived at his grandfather's house every day since he was in elementary school. I practiced him every day, and I usually mess around a bit, but the energy of the soldier is still there.

Chen Yi leaned well, his arm was hanging for a long time, he was very sore, and finally found a place to rest, this kid just didn't like him.

"What are you doing? You want to fight with me, don't you?" He raised his arms in front of him, "One arm is not enough, you want to take off my other one, don't you?"

Luo Qian poked at the plaster cast with a look of contempt, "Is it only your thin arms and legs that I need to take off? If you accidentally knock on the door, you will have to stop eating."

Chen Yi felt that there was no conclusion in talking with this person, so she went straight to the topic and said: "Don't talk about it, you also know what your parents think, and our situation is not too bad. I can get married and wait for a meal to get together and break up."

"Just waiting for your words, I was still anxious these days, thinking about what to do if you fell in love with me, crying and clamoring to marry me, then I can't elope with Cheng Yan, although I can risk my life for love , but it will be quite troublesome then." Luo Qian felt much more at ease when he heard what he said, and he didn't care about the matter of sister Yuanyuan before.

Chen Yi snorted coldly and looked him up and down, "I'm mentally ill, so I fell in love with you? My arm is broken, but my eyes are not blind."

The utility room is separated from the outside, and the temperature is about the same as that outside the door. Luo Qian stood there wearing a down jacket and didn't feel anything, but Chen Yi couldn't do it anymore, and her voice was trembling now.

"Hey, what kind of school do you practice? You are so proficient that you can tremble without stepping on a cigarette."

Chen Yi smiled softly at him, "I'll count to 123 and take off the down jacket, or else I'll tell them how you, Young Master Luo, won the number one spot in the past when you went out."