"Oh, my name is Qin Xiangyang." He remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"Oh, you are Wen Ya's boyfriend, so are you still studying?"

"Yes, we are in the same class."

"Really! That's really good!"

"yes."

"Are you two the only ones living in this house?"

…

Qin Xiangyang found that there was no need to find a topic by himself, Ye Weiwei kept talking.

Finally, half an hour later, the smart lock was opened and Wen Ya came back.

I'm back...

Qin Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is your yoga teacher, Ye Weiwei. You should know her, right?"

"Well, of course, we have met before." Wen Ya smiled and nodded: "Teacher Ye, you came really early, I told you to wait a little later."

"No, I just arrived." Ye Weiwei said with a smile.

"Then you practice, I'll go up first." Qin Xiangyang was finally able to escape.

"Would you like to join us? Anyway, if I teach one, it's still a teacher, and if I teach two, it's still a teacher. I won't charge more." Ye Weiwei smiled and persuaded.

"I won't, I'm not interested in yoga." Qin Xiangyang politely refused.

"Come and give it a try. It can exercise your flexibility and enhance your physical fitness!" Ye Weiwei said with burning eyes and perseverance.

Qin Xiangyang couldn't help but take another look at her. He suspected that this yoga teacher was plotting against him!

When you teach him yoga, you can continue to touch him in the name of teaching. Do you think he doesn't know?

"It's really not possible, I still have something to do." Qin Xiangyang said firmly.

"Okay." Seeing that his attitude was very firm, Ye Weiwei finally gave up in disappointment.

Qin Xiangyang walked upstairs and took a look at Wen Ya.

The latter seemed not to notice anything and was still smiling.

This girlfriend has such a big heart.

Qin Xiangyang clicked his tongue and went upstairs, ignoring what was happening outside the window.

At about five o'clock, Wen Ya pushed open Qin Xiangyang's door and fell on his bed, panting.

Qin Xiangyang put down the mouse in his hand and turned around to see Wen Ya's eyes were lifeless and motionless.

"How are you? Are you exhausted?" Qin Xiangyang sat beside the bed and asked in a funny tone.

"Ah, I feel like my whole body is falling apart." Wen Ya said weakly.

"Where is it sore? Let me rub it for you?" Qin Xiangyang comforted him: "This is the first time. You'll be fine once you get used to it."

"Everywhere is sour." Wen Ya pouted her little mouth and spoke softly, looking very aggrieved.

"Okay, I'll rub it for you." Qin Xiangyang stretched out his hand and pressed her arm with some distress.

Wen Ya closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage, but after a while she opened her eyes and said coquettishly: "No need to press here."

Qin Xiangyang removed his hand and patted his own hand: "Why can't I control my own hand?"

As a lesson to heaven and earth, he really just wanted to help Wen Ya relax and unwind. Couldn't he touch her at night if he wanted to?

But this time it passed by itself!

Are you saying that God is not miraculous?

Wen Ya chuckled.

"Oh, by the way, this is for you." Qin Xiangyang took out his doll.

"Huh?" Wen Ya sat up curiously, "Is this you?"

Qin Xiangyang nodded, and Wen Ya recognized it immediately, so Chai Jun's skills were really good.

"Where did you make this?" Wen Ya took it and asked curiously.

"Chai Jun made it herself, and her skills are pretty good." Qin Xiangyang explained.

"Oh~" Wen Ya prolonged the syllable, glanced at Qin Xiangyang with her beautiful eyes, and said, "This is a token of love!"

"Isn't it nice to give it to me like this?" Wen Ya said with a half-smile.

"Are you jealous?" Qin Xiangyang came closer and hugged each other, their heads touching.

"What do you think?" Wen Ya said slyly.

"Guess whether I guess or not?" He knows this question.

"I haven't eaten, is that okay?" Wen Ya rolled her eyes cutely.

"It's not impossible to eat a little." Qin Xiangyang said: "I will ask her to go back and make another one in your image. I will keep it when the time comes."

Wen Ya opened her mouth, pondered for a moment and said, "She must be very unhappy, right?"

"No?" Qin Xiangyang asked strangely: "Why are you unhappy?"

"Well..." Wen Ya looked at Qin Xiangyang and shook her head: "It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Qin Xiangyang was very puzzled. He had so much savings, so Mr. Chai probably didn't get any less commission, he just made one more doll. He wouldn't be unhappy, right?

Isn't such a small amount of work worth the benefits he gives?
Chapter completed!