Chapter 845

I don't know to close the window when I go on a business trip

Wen Xiao sighed gently, went to the balcony, closed the windows carefully, looked at the living room in the dark, lowered his head to cover a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

He really left.

It's understandable that he was angry when he said so much. Besides, this house is only one of his many properties. If he really wants to hide from himself, how can he find him?

I was so dizzy that I ran to someone else's house in the middle of the night. Holding the hope of none in ten thousand, I wanted to try to find him

Wen Xiao mocked himself and turned to walk in the direction of the door.

But just as she passed the sofa, the corners of her clothes were suddenly scratched by something. Wen Xiao subconsciously looked down and saw two fingers hanging brightly on her corners of her clothes, looking extraordinarily penetrating in the night.

She was startled and screamed.

"Don't be afraid," Qiao Ye's hoarse voice sounded. He stood up, pulled Wen Xiao into his arms and buried his head deep into her shoulder and neck. "It's me."

Wen Xiao's heart beat violently. She took a deep breath and found her voice. "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Qiao ye said hoarsely, "there is no you in the room, so I don't want to go back."

Wen Xiao couldn't help tingling in her heart. She hesitated and asked, "haven't you left these days?"

"Well," said Qiao ye in a dull voice, which spread through the skin on his neck and sent a slight tremor, "I have nowhere to go."

Wen Xiao was so sad by his short words that he had no intention to investigate the dispute between the two people that day.

She said as slowly as she could, "but I haven't heard a voice from your house..."

There is really no sound, no voice to speak, no sound to cook, no sound of audio or video.

"I've been sitting here since I came back from you," Qiao Ye raised his head slightly. The moonlight from the balcony reflected on his eyes, reflecting the painful blood in his eyes. "I want to find you, but I'm afraid you don't want me..."

"Are you stupid?" Wen Xiao felt hurt and blocked. "You haven't eaten for two days? You've been staying on this broken sofa?"

"In addition to going to the bathroom..."

Wen Xiao sighed deeply. "Now go to bed and have a rest. I'll cook some porridge for you and go to bed after drinking. Do you hear me?"

Qiao Ye nods his head cleverly and watches Wen Xiao walk to the kitchen without blinking.

After Wen Xiao turned on the lights in the living room and kitchen, he looked back and saw the man's haggard appearance.

He was still wearing the casual suit he saw himself that day. His shirt was wrinkled, his collar was scattered at will, and his hair was very messy. At first glance, he was not carefully cared for by his master.

What's worse, his face was so pale that there was no blood color, but his eyes were full of distressing red blood.

This fool

Wen Xiao turned his head and hurriedly wiped away a drop of water from the corner of his eyes.

He would rather sit in the living room waiting for himself than knock on his door because he was afraid of being angry and ignored him.

How can such a stupid person in the world?

Wen Xiao thought distractedly as he filled the pot with water.