"No."

Qiao Zhiqin said coldly and was about to close the door. Yan Chenyu noticed her clothes and quickly grabbed the door handle.

"You're going out?"

"It's not your business."

Qiao Zhiqin used some force to break the door handle from the man's hand, and closed the door mercilessly, but heard a man's cry of pain outside the door.

"hiss……"

Qiao Zhiqin then realized that the man's hand had held the door frame at some point, and hurriedly opened the door, staring at him with red eyes.

"you……"

Yan Chenyu seemed to feel no pain and handed the breakfast in front of her again.

"Qinqin, you can be angry and have breakfast first."

Qiao Zhiqin lowered her eyes and looked at the hand he was pinched, with a little worry hidden deep in her eyes.

Yan Chenyu seemed to see her thoughts and smiled indifferently.

"My hands are fine, they don't hurt."

When Qiao Zhiqin heard this, she immediately looked away.

"Who cares about your hands!"

A smile flashed in Yan Chenyu's eyes and said softly:

"Then I will forgive you after eating breakfast because you hurt me."

Qiao Zhiqin said, "It's obviously you who want to block the door!"

She didn't hurt him on purpose.

Why did it turn out to be her fault?

If he hadn't insisted on blocking the door, his hands wouldn't have been pinched!

The smile in his eyes became stronger, and Yan Chenyu said almost dotingly:

"Well, it's my fault. So you feel sorry for me because I am now a wounded person?"

After all, Qiao Zhiqin felt soft-hearted and took the breakfast from his hand, but her tone was still a little tough.

"I don't need to deliver it at noon, and I won't open the door even if I deliver it!"

After saying that, she closed the door.

Yan Chenyu chuckled softly and looked at the hand that was being pinched.

Screaming pain is indeed very useful.
Chapter completed!