In the huge living room, there were two people left in an instant, upstairs and downstairs.
Qiao Yimo moved his lips. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the man suddenly turn around, leaving only two words, "Come up."
She was stunned for a second, her lips were tightened, and she went upstairs.
The bedroom upstairs, the room where the two come back every time.
She entered the house, but did not see the man, only heard the sound of water in the bathroom.
Is he going to take a bath
Just as he was about to wait for him to come out, the man's cold voice came from the bathroom, "Come here."
Qiao Yimo was startled, and suddenly became nervous, bit his lip, walked to the bathroom door, and said, "Wait for you to come out and talk about it."
"Come in and press my shoulders."
"..."
Qiao Yimo only felt that the back of his ears suddenly became hot, so he... suddenly made her a little confused.
But she didn't hesitate too much, and she reached out and pushed the door and walked in.
A bathroom with a large space, a small bathtub, half of the man is already lying in it, his short black hair is wet, and the tips of his hair are still dripping. The drops of water run down the bridge of his nose and then fall from his chin.
Go down.
Qiao Yimo suppressed the throbbing in his heart, took a dry towel from the side, walked over, lay down beside him and began to massage him.
There was dead silence all around, and no one spoke first.
I don't know how long it took, Fu Sinian suddenly opened his black eyes and looked at the woman in the opposite mirror. The face without makeup was paler than before, and the soft and weak aroused pity. He asked indifferently, " How is your body?"
Qiao Yimo was stunned, and then pretended to be massaging his heart, and replied, "It's okay."
The man frowned slowly, and asked casually, "Why did your dad appear here today?"
Qiao Yimo's drooping eyes flickered for an instant, "He..."
"Those words can lie to the old man, do you want to lie to me?" The man's warm voice interrupted her.
Qiao Yimo's back stiffened, he shook his head directly, worried in his heart, and blurted out a lie: "No... My dad is just... He just feels distressed that I was slandered by the comments on the Internet, so I came here impulsively and wanted an explanation.
I stopped... That's why I met you. I hope you can understand him. "
Compared with others, this lie may be more convincing, and this is exactly what she wants to explain, she must completely cover up the illness.
But soon, the man’s faintly grinning voice rang in his ears, “Qiao Yimo, do you want me to put all these coincidences on you as accidents? Ha... You can kill two birds with one stone and earn enough if you play a weak one. I got my eyeballs and I got my name right, even if you put it in those dramas you played, would there be such a coincidence?"
"I..." Qiao Yimo stopped slowly, his voice lowered, opened his mouth, and muttered: "You... don't believe me?"
Even if she wanted to lie, it was definitely not for this. He didn't believe her
The man turned his face to look at her suddenly, his dark eyes were bottomless, his fingers filled with water lifted her chin, and he whispered playfully, "Qiao Yimo, objective analysis, do you think the reason you made up can give you some points? ? I understand the impulse of a father, but I have to think about your intentions."
(End of this chapter)