地震时怎样保护自己

Qin Zhiyou listened to their bickering with a languid interest, but before they had finished their argument, he stood up: “Grandpa, I’m going to rest.”

Without paying any further attention to the crowd, he rose to his feet and left. With him gone, Lu Weixi reluctantly followed suit: “Grandpa, Mom, I’m also going upstairs.”

No sooner had the two walked through the door than Yang Mogui had the tonic soup they had prepared for them brought up. Although Qin Zhiyou wasn’t close to his mother, when the soup was handed to him, he drank it, frowning.

Seeing Qin Zhiyou drink it, Lu Weixi also didn’t feel right to be the exception, so she drank hers as well.

With nothing to say and nothing to do, the pair stayed inside the house. Lu Weixi simply used her laptop to discuss work matters, while Qin Zhiyou lay on the bed playing with his phone.

They both held their peace and no disputes arose between them.

Sure enough, the very next second, he jumped right in front of her, and Lu Weixi quickly moved to the side of the dressing table.

The smell of the oolong tea he had drunk still lingered at the corner of his lips, both rich and refreshing.

“Zhiyou, it’s not okay…”

It seemed that Qin Zhiyou finally heard her, raising his head with a dark and unreadable expression: “Why not?”

His first reaction was that the surroundings reminded her of her past experience with Qin Zhigu, so she didn’t want to let herself get close, right?

His eyes hardened….