Chapter 1281 Sampling

"Can you walk by yourself?" Li Yinian asked in a low voice.

At this time, she held his arm. Although this level of contact was not considered intimate, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Qiao Yanze frowned and coughed lightly: "Okay, let go."

Hearing the man's slightly weak voice, she was embarrassed to let go.

Besides, it was not the first day she knew about their relationship. They had done more intimate things, so why should they be hypocritical about such a small matter.

Thinking of this, she bit her lip: "I'd better hold you... That hotel is good."

She pointed to the building not far away with her eyes.

Qiao Yanze raised his eyes and looked at it, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Let's go to the one at the end of the commercial street. Qin Cheng booked a room for me there."

Li Yinian was stunned for a moment, because she also lived in that hotel.

"Is there anything wrong?" Qiao Yanze glanced at her.

"No." Li Yinian thought it was just a coincidence, so she quickly suppressed the strangeness in her heart, "I'll take you there."

The two of them were silent all the way, and only heard Qiao Yanze's disordered breathing.

He kept frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

"Do you want to call a doctor?" She couldn't help it after all.

"It's okay, the sequelae of concussion, I'll be fine after a night of rest." The man said, with a few self-deprecating arcs at the corners of his lips, "It's also my own fault."

"Since you don't feel well, say less." She glanced at him with a little anger.

Qiao Yanze laughed even more wantonly: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Shut up!" Li Yinian spit out these two words hatefully, but her eyes were a little hot.

She hated her weakness, and hated this uncontrollable heartache and unbearable emotion even more.

Qiao Yanze laughed softly and stopped talking. The two soon came to the hotel and found the room Qiao Yanze had booked.

Li Yinian didn't care that the man's room number was so close to hers. She helped Qiao Yanze walk in, put him on the sofa, and then immediately turned around to find a kettle to boil water.

Qiao Yanze sat on the sofa, watching the woman's busy back, and his handsome and silent face seemed to have a softer emotion.

The hot water boiled quickly, Li Yinian took a cup and came over, put it on the coffee table, and said without raising his head: "You drink the hot water and have a good rest. If you want to have dinner, you can order room service. ... I'm leaving first."

Qiao Yanze seemed to have not heard her words at all. He clenched his right hand into a fist against his lips and responded with a series of suppressed coughs.

"Did you catch a cold?" Li Yinian leaned over subconsciously, stretched out her right hand and put it on his forehead, feeling the temperature of the man's forehead.

The next second, the man reached out and held her waist, pressing her heavily in his arms.

Li Yinian exclaimed, and before she had time to struggle, she suddenly felt dizzy, and the man turned over with her in his arms, pressing her firmly under him.

Li Yinian managed to catch her breath, and saw the man raised his lips, not showing any sign of weakness, and his slightly upturned peach blossom eyes revealed a full sense of willfulness.

"Qiao Yanze!" She stared at him fiercely, her voice full of annoyance, but not panic.

At this moment, she didn't think he would do anything to her, and felt that he was just unwilling to give up.

Qiao Yanze smiled: "Wait a minute."

The man skillfully pressed her down, then took out a small ziplock bag, pulled out a strand of her hair and put it in, carefully sealed it, and finally carefully stuffed it into the pocket of his suit jacket.