Perhaps because he heard the movement, Qiao Junxi sat up again, pressing her groggy head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingyan brought two bowls of stewed bananas with rock sugar to him, "Hey, it was said that my sister-in-law cooked in person. It has the effect of quenching wine. Do you want to drink some?"

"Do it." Qiao Junxi lifted his eyes heavily, sweeping his eyes lightly from the two bowls of sweet soup, and then said with a slight alcoholic look, with a very serious and friendly expression.

"Do you suspect there is something wrong with this soup?" Zhao Qingyan guessed Qiao Junxi's thoughts at once.

"As far as I know, my sister-in-law is not good at cooking. If my brother and she really want to celebrate their wedding anniversary today, why do you have to do enough in front of the whole family? Today, my brother has too many scenes. Besides, on such a special day today, why should she have to work hard to cook and cook for everyone to eat?" Qiao Junxi analyzed in a clear and honest manner.

"If there is really something wrong with this soup, what do they want to do?" Zhao Qingyan really couldn't imagine that there was such a way to calculate his brothers.

"I don't know this either." The enemy is in the dark, I am in the bright, Qiao Junxi doesn't know what kind of "surprise" they have prepared for him, but one thing is certain is that this surprise must be "shocking" enough! Otherwise, wouldn't it be useless to work hard to set up such a big situation?

"Do you want to leave now?" Since they know that there is an "ambush" ahead, they naturally have to avoid it. Zhao Qingyan suddenly felt that the Qiao family was just a tiger's den.

Qiao Junxi shook her head, "No need. I want to see what kind of good show they have prepared. You pour the sweet soup and put the bowl outside."

"You?" Zhao Qingyan did not agree with Qiao Junxi's risky approach.

"Don't worry. I know what to do. Be good. I've been busy for a day today and I'm tired. Go to bed early and rest." Qiao Junxi said and lifted her other half of the quilt.

Zhao Qingyan's face turned slightly red. I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or because of Qiao Junxi's extremely suggestive words. She glanced at him angrily, then took two bowls of soup into the bathroom.

An hour later, the entire Qiao family mansion became very quiet.

People in each room have already entered a state of sleep.

Occasionally, you can hear one or two barking dogs coming from afar.

Qiao Junxi also fell asleep in a daze. Although she had already drunk the quenching soup sent by Pan Wenzhuo, her sleepiness could not be eliminated.

However, Zhao Qingyan was unable to sleep peacefully, especially knowing that something would happen tonight, and the cells in her body were always alert.

Originally, she did plan to go to the guest room to sleep, but now in this situation, she has to stay with Qiao Junxi.

Listening to the howling of wild cats and dogs outside, she felt particularly panicked. Only Qiao Junxi's breathing could bring her a hint of comfort and peace.

"Don't be nervous. I'm all." Perhaps she kept tossing and turning and disturbing Qiao Junxi. He took her into his arms with one hand and comforted her vaguely.

Zhao Qingyan pressed against his chest, listening to her strong heartbeat, and suddenly relaxed a lot.

Well, she is indeed too nervous and too sensitive.

Just as Zhao Qingyan was about to feel sleepy, he suddenly heard the movement coming from the door.

Then I heard someone knocking on the door lightly twice, which was quite tentative.

What was coming finally came. Zhao Qingyan poked Qiao Junxi gently.
Chapter completed!