Chapter 439 I should feel bad about my own woman (1/3)
It was midnight before returning to the apartment from the hospital, and Qiao Yimo didn't expect Fu Jinzhi to be waiting.
Seeing them come back, she and Chen's mother walked over immediately anxiously, "How's it going?"
Qiao Yimo stroked the little girl's head, with no emotions in her eyes, and smiled faintly at the two of them, "There is nothing wrong with her body."
"It's fine if it's all right." Madam Chen let out a sigh of relief.
"It's okay..." Fu Jinzhi murmured, frowned slightly and glanced at Fu Sinian, who was expressionless next to him, and then pulled out a dry smile, "Yes, it's okay."
Is it really okay
Could it be that she guessed wrong
She didn't dare to ask anything in front of Qiao Yimo, she could only bury her doubts in her heart, and then said to Fu Sinian: "Since it's okay, then I will go back."
Qiao Yimo hugged Qiao Ranran and suddenly tilted his head, "Did you come by car?"
"No." She asked the driver to send it.
"Then how do you go back now?" Qiao Yimo certainly didn't care about her, but it was indeed a problem for her 20-year-old girl to go home late at night.
"I..." Fu Jin paused, then hummed, "It's necessary for you to control? Anyway, Miss Ben will not be lost alone."
Qiao Yimo suddenly snorted, "Of course, your brother doesn't care about you, why should I worry about that."
After all, she turned her eyes to look at the man, "I'm coaxing her to sleep, you can send her back, and it's so late, you don't have to come back."
"No, Chen Ma, call the driver at home." Fu Sinian didn't even think about it, picked up Qiao Ranran from her arms, bowed his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "It's too late, you Go to bed first, I'll take care of her, eh?"
Qiao Yimo twisted his eyebrows, "It's so late, do you have to toss the driver?"
"The driver won't have to go to work tomorrow. I should feel sorry for my own woman. Good, go wash."
Fu Jinzhi, "..."
My sister doesn't have to feel bad, right
Qiao Yimo's heartbeat speeded up a lot by his words, her ears were slightly hot, Gu Ji Fu Jinzhi and Chen Ma were still there, she lowered her head shamelessly, and turned back to the bedroom.
Mother Chen went to call.
Qiao Ranran nestled in the man’s arms quietly and well, blinking in black and white
The big eyes are exactly the same as Fu Jinzhi's dazed look in front of him.
She glanced at the direction of Qiao Yimo's departure, and then saw her elder brother holding his daughter back to the nursery without saying a word, with his round eyes open, and his expression a little depressed.
She really was completely ignored, wrong, and completely disgusted.
If there were not enough rooms here, she would definitely not go back.
Qiao Yimo was indeed very tired. After working all day, and worrying about suffering for so long in the hospital at night, his body was soaked in hot water to relax, and all the sleepiness suddenly ran out.
She didn't know when Fu Jinzhi left. She only knew that she was nestled in a man's arms when her mind suddenly became sober.
"Hmm... It's dawn?" She frowned sleepily, her mind was still a little confused, and her voice was low and feeble like a meow.
"Heh..." The man smiled low, put her on her hips, leaned over, with a handsome face against the tip of her nose, and his voice was low and bewitching, "It's still early in the morning, you just fell asleep in the bathroom."
The red body wrapped in a white bathrobe, the white jade skin is a little reddened by the hot water, and the moisturizing look is even more attractive.
The wind from the balcony blew in, and the woman shook her body subconsciously, curled up and hugged her bare shoulders, groaning, "Cold..."
The man couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, chuckled, "Are you going to dress yourself or let me dress you?"
Of course, it's best not to wear it.
The woman has always been semi-awake, feeling cold on her body, and opened her eyes with great effort, pouting her mouth, "You go and wash it... I will wear it myself."
Looking at the clothes on him, he probably hasn't slept yet.
She was so tired, he might have worked harder, thinking, she couldn't help but raise her hand to support his handsome face, and put a kiss on his lips to lift her chin, "Thank you."
Fu Sinian's eyes dimmed suddenly, and the body he had propped up was directly covered, and his lips pressed heavily against her.
"Then don't wear it anymore."
"Well… "
…
Lingering until one o'clock in the morning, after cleaning up, the two embraced and slept.
As always, at six o'clock in the morning, the man woke up naturally, and the light cut off by the heavy curtains made the bedroom still a little dim.
He looked down at his arms
The short hair of the Zhengxiang woman who had just returned to China has now grown to the length of a shawl. Her fingers gently picked a few that fell on her face, and her thin, white face seemed to have returned to its former appearance.
After watching it for a long time, that kind of Chu Chu Tianjing can always easily get his mind away.
Some were lost and kissed her soft cheeks, the nostalgic ones did not want to let go, the low and hoarse voice that seemed to overflow from the throat appeared very clear in the quiet room, "I love you."
Probably the only way to hold her and smell her breath can make him feel at ease.
The woman did not hear, she was not awake, her slender eyelashes were still, and her breathing was light and even.
The man was still watching silently with his head down, interrupted by the vibration of the phone coming from his ear.
Taking a glance at the remarks, he got up and put a piece of clothing on him, opened the French windows and walked to the balcony.
"Hey."
In the winter morning, after six o'clock, the sky is still not very bright, and the surrounding area seems to be covered with a layer of fog, it is very quiet, and the man's low voice is extraordinarily cold.
"The traces of those two people have been found."
Fu Sinian's eyebrows tightened, and his dark eyes could not see any clues except for the cold. "There is no time, and there are not enough manpower. I will send someone over. This time I must catch someone."
He must kill those two people when he comes back.
Rong Feng on the phone is standing on the deck, the waves are rolling around, and his short hair is messed up. Only that handsome face looks very quiet, "I have already deployed, and will take people out before the police find them. Get it back, but can you be sure that the perverted woman will cure your daughter?"
The man’s eyes were slightly filled with frost, and his voice was calm, "She can stay here, and she probably thought of her current fate very early. This step is just to let me keep her alive. Since she still wants to live, she will do everything. Easy to handle."
After reviving her revenge, she thought that her life had just begun, how could she choose to die.
…
Three days later, Qinghe Manor, Lin Xing's wedding.
After all, it is a ray queen, although it has been low-key, the gossip is still flying all over the sky, attracting a lot of media to wait at the door.
The environment is elegant, the guests are mostly relatives and friends, not many people, and there are very few people in the circle.
(End of this chapter)