Hearing that, Xiang Yiqing did not reply immediately. He glanced at the time, a little more than eight o'clock.

At this point, it is not impossible to go for a cup of tea.

Thinking, he nodded, "Wait a minute, I will find a place to park the car."

In this kind of old city, there are parking spaces on the side of the road. He stopped directly and got off the car. Qiu Yang waited for him in place.

He smiled and walked over, "Let's go."

Qiu Yang nodded and turned around to lead the way. Xiang Yiqing had long legs, and he caught up with her without any rush, shoulder to shoulder with her.

The community is very quiet and there are few street lights. There will be a street light at the entrance of each building.

Xiang Yiqing looked around for a while, then frowned worriedly: "Your community is so poorly lit, do the cameras work at night?"

"I don't know, it should work." Qiu Yang also looked up and looked around. There were big trees with dense foliage everywhere, and the moonlight was covered a lot.

When she retracted her gaze, she inadvertently swept across Xiang Yiqing's face.

Under the sparse moonlight, the outline of his facial features were clear and clear, and compared with the daytime, he felt a little more gentle and gentle.

Her eyes trembled slightly.

"Yiqing." Qiu Yang subconsciously shouted Xiangyiqing.

Xiang Yiqing turned his head to look at her in confusion, "What's wrong?"

At Qiu Yang's somewhat obsessive eyes, he was startled and immediately embarrassed.

Qiu Yang immediately put away the thoughts she couldn't help but shook her head gently, "Nothing."

Immediately afterwards, she changed the topic, "Ms. Xin still has a high fever in the afternoon, she should not have a fever in the evening."

Speaking of Xin Xiaoxiao, Xiang Yiqing's brows instinctively frowned.

"Do you think her mental portrait looks like a fever?"

Although it appears to be bored, it is also a kind of reaction, a big reaction.

Qiu Yang looked in his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled.

The community is very large, but there are several doors. They walked through the door close to Qiu Yang's house. They arrived at her unit after walking in for a while.

The corridor is an electronic door, opening the door makes a sound, and the lights in the corridor turn on.

Qiu Yang lived on the second floor. She took the key early and opened the door.

"Please come in."

She turned her head to look at Xiang Yiqing and found him staring down at the phone screen.

She looked down subconsciously and scanned Xiang Yiqing's phone screen. He was watching who sent him the WeChat. Before she could see the name on the top, Xiang Yiqing suddenly locked the phone screen and raised his head. it is good."

Qiu Yang turned on the light and the room lit up.

The old decoration style and the furniture are very old, but they are clean and tidy.

Xiang Yi lightly looked around the small living room. Qiu Yang took a pair of dark blue men’s slippers and placed it at his feet. He smiled and said to him: "My uncle’s slippers, when I come Washed it again and it was very clean."

Xiang Yi lightly nodded and smiled, took off his shoes and put them on.

"You sit down first."

Entering the door, Qiu Yang greeted Xiang Yiqing enthusiastically, "I'm going to make you a cup of tea, my dad student gave him the tea before Qingming this year."

As she spoke, she took off her little coat and went into the kitchen.

Xiang Yiqing sat down on the brown leather sofa.

There were fresh fruits on the coffee table and several foreign medical journals. He picked up one and opened it.

At a glance, I saw the familiar and delicate handwriting, written with a red ballpoint pen.