Crossing Worlds Provocation

Xiao Yixing: "..."

His brows narrowed slightly.

The expression on his face was a little subtle for a while.

It seems to be thinking, this is like something that can be said from Huo Qi? ?

His IQ, okay?

From the bottom of his heart, he had some different opinions about him just now, but in the next second, he listened to Huo Qi again:

"By the way, Professor, I'm sorry about what happened the night before the first day."

He probably didn't open the pot or lifted which pot, Xiao Yixing's expression suddenly changed again.

He wiped away his face, and a few words popped out: "You shut up!"

Huo Qi's lips moved, and he stopped talking.

Forget it, since he didn't want to mention that day, he didn't mention it anymore.

Nothing happened that day.

But after he cleaned up the mess on the ground, he couldn't help but said, "That old man that day was the father who taught you?"

His eyes flickered somewhat.

When these words fell, Xiao Yixing swept over with a cold eye: "Otherwise?"

Could this be nonsense.

He clearly heard the other call his son that day.

Huo Qi touched his nose nonchalantly and laughed dryly. The magnanimity before it disappeared, and he was at a loss instead.

After finishing packing, he stood there, not knowing what to do.

Xiao Yixing didn't say a word, and he couldn't walk around and sit down.

But he spoke, it is better not to speak.

Xiao Yixing: "You gave your things, and the ground has been cleaned up. Why don't you leave and stay here?"

As soon as these words came out, Huo Qi suddenly opened his eyes: "Hey, no, Xiao Yixing, you..."

As he said, he pointed at him like unbelievable, then pointed at himself, raised his eyebrows and said: "When I use it up, I'll be driven away?"

Xiao Yixing turned the wheelchair, walked into the bedroom without even looking at him, and said coldly, "Who said that I would have the same surname as I come again."

"Eh, I—"

Huo Qi was utterly speechless by what he said, and his face turned red and white, but watching him leave, he still caught up.

"Wait, wait for Xiao to do, let's make it clear, what is the matter between us like this!"

Huo Qi chased after him.

In the bedroom, the room is clean and tidy. There are very few things in the bedroom itself, and they are arranged in order of size. The typical cleanliness plus obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"What's the matter!" He said indifferently.

Huo Qi was anxious, gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Yixing, don't try to pretend to be muddled for me...ahhh!"

There was also a carpet in the bedroom. When Huo Qi caught up with him, he didn't notice the carpet under his feet. He stumbled directly, stepped on his right foot, and rushed towards Xiao Yixing's wheelchair.

Accompanied by his shout, in the clean and tidy room, in an instant—a mess...!

With a bang, the wheelchair fell to the ground.

When he fell, his hand hurriedly grabbed something in the air, but the quilt on the bed turned out to be a mess.

And he fell on someone too.

Xiao Yixing snorted, his face pale, and his complexion didn't look very good.

The wheelchair is even more swaying.

However, Huo Qi hit his chest with his head, and put one hand on the ground on both sides of his body.

The posture of the two is exceptional...

Indescribable.

When Huo Qi gradually eased over, looking at the posture of the two, he said, "..."

Xiao Yixing looked at him that way, his eyes were cold, but it seemed to have some other meaning.