Chapter 67 Do you like staying in a hotel?

Yan Yiqi didn't expect to see Cheng Yu here. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by a gentle smile. He looked at him quietly.

Cheng Yu leaned on the sofa with his arms crossed.

Her chin tilted slightly upwards as she looked at the bag in his hand.

Just like last time, it was full, with a bag of green garlic leaves sticking out from the corner.

"The heir of Huiqi Bank is quite free. He even has time to work part-time as a food delivery service." Cheng Yu's eyes were dark, and a beautiful curve appeared on his lips. He spoke lazily.

Not a very good tone.

"Isn't Mr. Cheng from C.Y. Investment quite free?" Yan Yiqi didn't even frown when he heard this, and his tone was as gentle as his smile.

He walked in, closed the door, and said, "Zhou Zhou can't cook, I'll put some food in her refrigerator."

Of course Cheng Yu knew.

The man at the door held up the bag, and his eyes naturally fell on the garlic leaves again.

It was somewhat of a silent provocation. The owner of the house couldn't cook, but the person who delivered the food was quite good at cooking.

He knows the password and comes uninvited, and often comes to cook.

Zhou Zhou heard the noise outside and thought it was him wandering around, so he shouted in the room: "Cheng Yu, the things in the living room are important, don't move them."

Hearing her call his name, Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows casually and responded, "A guest is coming."

He bit the word "guest" on the tip of his tongue, clearly putting himself in the position of the host.

Yan Yiqi was not annoyed. He looked at Cheng Yu's leisurely eyes and smiled with restrained indifference: "I didn't invite you up to sit down last time. I really feel a little regretful."

He has a gentle personality, but he has been immersed in the upper-class circles full of interests since he was a child, so he naturally knows how to accurately poke people's hearts.

Cheng Yu was just showing off his power the first time he came.

Sure enough, the leisurely and indifferent look in Cheng Yu's eyes faded.

He looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, his eyes full of sharp scrutiny.

The door opened and Zhou Zhou came out.

Seeing him, she was stunned: "Yi Qi, why are you here?"

Only after she spoke did Yan Yiqi look away, and the confrontation in his eyes quickly faded away.

"I sent you a message, but you didn't reply. I thought you were immersed in drawing the design, so I came here on my own initiative." Yan Yiqi smiled, "I didn't expect you to have guests. I hope I won't disturb you."

"do not bother."

Zhou Zhou remembered that after asking the landlord for the layout structure, she mentioned going home to draw a draft.

Later, I met Cheng Yu, fell asleep again, and forgot about this matter.

She subconsciously glanced at Cheng Yu.

He didn't react much, with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look as unhappy as last time.

Zhou Zhou and Yan Yiqi explained, "Sorry, I was busy collecting things and wasn't checking my phone."

Yan Yiqi said it was okay.

Seeing him standing at the door for a long time, she took the bag from his hand and gave him the shoe covers from the locker.

Cheng Yu's eyes moved between the two of them. He changed his posture and leaned back on the sofa leisurely. His crossed legs swayed from time to time, and his shoe covers made friction sounds as he moved.

After Yan Yiqi came in, the living room suddenly became cramped.

It’s not that the place is small, but when Yan Yiqi and Cheng Yu are together, the magnetic field in the room seems to have changed silently.

There were three people here, but no one spoke.

The silence is terrifying.

When Yan Yiqi sat down, Zhou Zhou didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

She hadn't figured out how to tell Yan Yiqi about her and Cheng Yu, but things just happened naturally, so fast that she didn't have time to react.

The scene where the scumbag woman got into trouble.

This was the only sentence Zhou Zhou could think of.

After all, there has never been such a scene as a sexual partner appearing in one's life before. The first time it happened, it was a real blow.

The two of them mind each other.

One is a friend who has feelings for each other but is not yet a lover, and the other is a bedmate who is compatible in bed. With such a configuration, Zhou Zhou feels like a sandwich.

Caught in a dilemma.

Seeing that she didn't move, Cheng Yu naturally pulled her hand and kneaded it: "Aren't you going to put away the clothes? Have you packed them?"

His tone was unusually gentle, if you ignored the cunning in his eyes.

Zhou Zhou grumbled, but before he could answer, Yan Yiqi asked, "Zhou Zhou, are you going to move out?"

"No." Zhou Zhou withdrew his hand and moved to the side.

Cheng Yu lowered his eyes lazily, watching her little movement with a very indifferent look.

His hand retreated freely and rested on his thigh, his knuckles tapping slowly on it. "I've booked a long-term suite in the hotel across the street. It's nice to stay there occasionally."

He paused, and when he lifted his eyelids to look at Yan Yiqi, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared, leaving only a playful teasing, "Do you usually like staying in hotels?"

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and whispered a warning: "Cheng Yu!"

This blatant teasing and mockery was too obvious, and was Cheng Yu's provocation to Yan Yiqi.

She was just about to tell Yan Yiqi to stop arguing with Cheng Yu, but she heard the man opposite her calmly reply: "It's okay, I guess he's not as familiar with the place as you are."

Then he raised his eyebrows and relaxed slightly, "I believe that all the high-end hotels in Beijing have Mr. Cheng's long-term room records. Why don't you recommend which one is the most comfortable to stay at?"

Zhou Zhou: “…”

Why is he provoking me?

In Zhou Zhou's mind, Yan Yiqi would never do such childish things. Even if Cheng Yu felt threatened by him, he would fight back against his sarcasm, but he wouldn't say such things deliberately.

"I'll go clean up." Zhou Zhou felt a little powerless.

The two men were in complete chaos, and it wasn't appropriate to help either of them, so she really didn't want to get involved.

When the door of the room was closed, Cheng Yu's smile completely disappeared, leaving only a sharp edge.

The same is true for the man opposite.

The eyes that had always been as quiet as lake water were not unaffected by Cheng Yu's words, and they shook noticeably as Zhou Zhou left.

Yan Yiqi said: "Mr. Cheng and I have a deep connection."

"Yeah." Cheng Yu said lazily, "I'm so sorry. I almost called you my ex-brother. I didn't expect you weren't even my ex. I'm really surprised."

Not much apology.

Yan Yiqi reminded him: "Zhou Zhou is single."

"What does it matter?" Cheng Yu sneered, "She's not in a relationship."

"Really?" Yan Yiqi smiled silently.

The laughter was not obvious, and even the muscles on his face did not fluctuate. At first glance, he was elegant and refined from the inside out, but Cheng Yu did not ignore the intriguing look in his eyes.

Why doesn’t Zhou Zhou want to fall in love?

Didn’t she want to talk to Yan Yiqi before?

He couldn't help but feel annoyed. The person opposite him had already stood up and asked him gently, "Would you like some tea?"

Before he could answer, he had already entered the kitchen.

Cheng Yu happened to be sitting on the sofa at the side, and from his angle, he had a clear view of the kitchen.

He watched Yan Yiqi skillfully take out tea from the second cabinet and then take out a disposable water cup from the drawer next to it, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.