Chapter 1507 Imprisonment (12)
"..." Yun Si raised her eyebrows.
It was a bit of a surprise.
"Are you my fan too? Want... my autograph too?"
Just as the voice fell, the elevator door opened slowly with a "ding-" sound.
The eighth floor is here.
Yun Si glanced at the familiar potted plants outside.
The man wearing a black mask in front of him was still holding a pen, handed it in mid-air, and nodded with a smile.
Looks like a very polite and measured fan.
She moved her lips, pondered for a moment, and looked up at him, "Then why...you come to my house? It's inconvenient for me to carry things now."
"..." The man smiled slightly, his eyes were dark.
"Isn't that bad?"
The first time they met, did she dare to invite a strange man... into the house?
The temperature in the bottom of his eyes was suddenly cold, and it was strange and dark.
But Yun Si didn't know what he was thinking, so he only raised his chin as a gesture.
"It's okay, I believe you are not a bad person."
At best, he is just a pervert who has no sense at all.
she thought calmly.
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Enter the password, open the door, and put the things down.
Yun Si took off her thick coat, washed her hands, and brought a cup of warm tea in front of him.
The thin man sat there with his mask still on, looking at her with a smile, his fingers extremely cold.
When Yun Si touched him inadvertently, Yun Si paused, and then retracted her hand as if nothing had happened.
Pick up the pen he gave, open the first page of the book, and sign on it.
"May I have your name?"
The man's eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes fell on her fair fingers, his eyes were dark, "Qin Qing, Qingqing, Qingqing."
The very bookish name is like the feeling given by his whole body, very comfortable, like a warm lake under the moon, without showing a trace of edge.
It makes people unable to raise their defenses.
Yun Si nodded, leaned over the coffee table, and wrote on it stroke by stroke—to Qin Qing.
"Unexpectedly, you will be my fan."
She closed the notebook and returned the original notebook and pen.
The elegant man in a woolen coat took it and smiled, "Your acting skills are very good, and I can't like it too much."
She thought about it, then nodded unceremoniously, "Yes."
"Do you live here too? I don't seem to have seen you before."
Qin Qing put away her pen and notebook, tapped her fingertips, "I just moved here recently, and I'm not very familiar with the neighborhood."
Yun Si nodded, expressing her understanding.
I saw that his eyes seemed to have inadvertently landed on the commodity bag on the side. She had just brought it back and hadn't had time to take out the contents.
He saw the logo of men's clothing on the bag, raised his eyes, and asked casually, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Yun Si took a look.
"No, this is...I'm going to give it away."
"To whom?"
He stared at her and asked softly.
She paused and looked at him.
There seemed to be a moment of silence in the air.
Qin Qing seemed to know that he had asked too much. He smiled calmly and stood up.
"Sorry, I crossed the line."
What a polite fan.
She looked up at him and said nothing.
He didn't ask about it again, and he spoke very well.
The guest is gentle, but not alienated.
"It's getting late, I won't bother you anymore, I hope you...have a good dream tonight."
"..." Yun Si's eyelids twitched.
(end of this chapter)