Chapter 763

Qiao Yisen nodded. In his opinion, if Chenwei really went to such a place, it would be more worrying.

After all, the morning micro blog seems normal most of the time and can't be treated in a very good way.

Qiao Yisen lies down with Ruan Xiaoxi in his arms. Both of them have their own thoughts. Qiao Yisen turns on his mobile phone. Today, he hasn't looked at his mobile phone all day. He has no time beside Alice. After he comes back, something happened in the morning.

Qiao Yisen turns on his mobile phone and finds that nothing serious has happened. Qiao's stock is still normal, but a message comes into his eyes.

"Mr. Qiao recently found that Miss Mu had fled from the hotel. He broke the wine glass on the table and killed all the men at the scene. This incident has alerted the police and is pursuing the woman. "

Qiao Yisen almost forgot the existence of such a person. He lightly scanned the message, but he didn't pay attention to it at all.

It's just a dirty mouse. How does it fit into his eyes?

Ruan Xiaoxi is also tired today. She soon fell asleep. In her dream, she saw Chenwei again.

Morning micro dream is still that beautiful appearance, she did not have any changes, light smile at her.

Ruan Xiaoxi looks at Chenwei. As soon as he wants to rush over and hold her, he finds that Chenwei has fallen into a black swamp and is being engulfed by a huge vortex.

"Chen Wei! Morning micro! "

Ruan Xiaoxi called her name. He wanted to rush to rescue her, but she couldn't hold Chenwei's hand.

"What's the matter with you?"?! Morning micro

"Help me, help me."

Chenwei is still refusing to be trapped in such a quagmire. She desperately reaches out her hand to Ruan Xiaoxi to get Ruan Xiaoxi's help, but after all, she is still in a dark atmosphere.

"Morning micro!"

Ruan Xiaoxi suddenly woke up from her dream. She opened her eyes and saw the scene of just falling into the mire in the morning.

He was holding a secret letter that Alice had given him today to check. Ruan Xiaoxi suddenly sat up and startled him.

He saw that Ruan Xiaoxi was covered with cold sweat and his face was very white. He asked, "what's the matter? Did you have any nightmares? "

Ruan Xiaoxi struggles to sit up and hugs Qiao Yisen: "I just had a nightmare. Chenwei in the dream is asking me for help. He is about to be pulled into a swamp, but I can't save her."

Qiao Yisen only felt that Ruan Xiaoxi was stimulated by today's events. He put down his things and looked Ruan Xiaoxi in the eyes: "you don't have to feel very embarrassed. No one needs to rely on others to save him. No one can control what he thinks or how he should do."

"Even if you really want to help Chenwei, even if we blame ourselves, she will not get better."

Ruan Xiaoxi looks at Qiao Yisen in a daze. This person is very rational and directly solves the knot in Ruan Xiaoxi's heart.

Ruan Xiaoxi rubbed his forehead. He saw the lamp still on beside the bed: "don't you sleep?"

Qiao Yisen turned off the lamp and pressed Ruan Xiaoxi's body directly. He asked Ruan Xiaoxi's small ear, "I'm going to sleep."

Ruan Xiaoxi was ticklish and shrunk his neck: "then you sleep, what are you doing with me?"

Qiao Yisen kisses Ruan Xiaoxi's lips and says with a smile, "don't I want to sleep with you?"

The next day, Qiao Yisen got up first to tidy up his clothes. Ruan Xiaoxi was completely crushed last night. It is estimated that he will not get out of bed today.

At the thought of Ruan Xiaoxi's infatuation last night, Qiao Yisen began to get hot again. He dropped a kiss on Ruan Xiaoxi's forehead, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

This is his first intimacy with Ruan Xiaoxi in this period. Qiao Yisen's heart is full of happiness now. He loves this woman and the joy of recovery fills every pore.

"Stream, I'm going. I'll heat up the milk and put it on the table. Remember to drink it. "

Ruan Xiaoxi, I murmured something I couldn't hear clearly in my warm bed.

Qiao Yisen just happened to wear his tie. When he opened the door, he saw Chenwei standing in front of his door.

“！！”

Rao Shi Qiao Yisen thinks that he has a strong psychological quality. When he sees someone suddenly appear in black in the early morning, he will tremble subconsciously.

"You..." Qiao Yisen was stunned for two seconds before he found his voice: "Chenwei, what's the matter with you?"

Chen Wei took a look at Qiao Yisen's tie, and revealed the darkness in his eyes: "how can your tie be so crooked this morning?"

Qiao Yisen looked down at his clothes. It's true

In a hurry, he didn't pull his tie well, but it didn't matter. He planned to help Ruan Xiaoxi get down first, heat up the milk, take the toast and come back.

Besides, tie, as long as you tidy it up before you go out.Morning micro stretched out his head to the house to see: "where is the stream?"

Ruan Xiaoxi is sleeping soundly. Since she woke up from a nightmare last night, she was half forced to exercise all night. Now she should be very tired. Don't disturb him like this.

Qiaoyisen stopped Chenwei: "she didn't sleep well last night, so don't disturb her any more. Now she is going to heat her a glass of milk."

Morning micro heard Qiao Yisen's words, instant face changed: "how can a good woman get up later than her man?"

"And asked her husband to help her prepare breakfast?"

Qiao Yisen was confused by Chen Wei's words and didn't know what to say

It seems that Chenwei is not used to the way he gets along with Ruan Xiaoxi, which is very troublesome.

Chenwei takes advantage of Qiao Yisen's inattention and pushes the door open and rushes in.

Ruan Xiaoxi heard the voice at the door and opened his eyes vaguely: "Yi Sen, what happened?"

Before Ruan Xiaoxi came to her senses, she saw a dark shadow rushing in front of her and directly lifted her quilt.

"Ah

Ruan Xiaoxi screamed subconsciously. He had just done something like that with Qiao Yisen yesterday, and there was no way to cover up the traces on his body. Qiao Yisen should have not vented for a long time. He didn't show any mercy last night. Ruan Xiaoxi felt that he was going to be involved in Qiao Yisen's attack.

More importantly, she was not dressed.