Chapter 1820: My Brahma Woman 20

He glanced slightly, looked at the door of the villa, put his arm on the door, but got off the door without pushing the door.

Flashing in front of him were Nian Xiaomu's laughing and angry face, Xiao Liuliu's quirky and naughty look, and ... Qiao Yuanfei's unforgettable tolerance.

He is not a kind person.

If it weren't for Xiaoliu Liu, he wouldn't have time and time again to give Qiao Yuanfei a chance to approach him.

In fact, to this day, his impression of her remains complex.

She is not an absolute bad person, but she has too many secrets.

Fan Yu took out a cigarette from the dark grid of the car and lit it.

Take a deep breath and exhale.

The white smoke lingering around his handsome face seemed to blur the night.

A cigarette is finished.

He twisted his cigarette butt, pushed the door and got out of the car, pacing inward.

The housekeeper has not slept yet.

Seeing Fan Yu coming back, he rushed forward.

"Van Xiao, you are back, the hangover tea is ready, and supper ..." The steward said half of it, smelling the smoke of Fan Yu's body, and the whole person was a little faint.

The old eye glanced at Fan Yu in astonishment, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

He has been serving the young master for many years, and his young master rarely smokes and almost does not smoke.

Occasionally when you are in a bad mood or when you are busy with work, you will get one.

Sometimes, it will not be touched for half a year.

Why tonight ...

The housekeeper thought of Qiao Yuanfei sleeping upstairs, and quickly said.

"The young lady is asleep, but Miss Qiao hasn't left yet. I just went upstairs to see it. The door is closed. The inside is very quiet. She should be sleeping with her.

"Yeah." Fan Yu blinked slightly, said nothing, took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper, turned and walked upstairs.

Walked to the position of the staircase, paused again, turned around and looked at the housekeeper.

"Is there anything special tonight?"

"Master said ..." The steward was hesitant.

Fan Yu reached for the watch on his wrist and glanced at the housekeeper.

The steward suddenly chilled his spine and hesitated to say, "There is nothing else, but there is one related to Miss Qiao."

Fan Yu's complexion was slightly slower, raising an eyebrow to signal him to continue.

Housekeeper: "Miss Qiao accidentally wet her clothes when she helped the young girl take a bath tonight."

"..." Fan Yu frowned.

What a big deal?

He waved his hand, let the housekeeper go down to rest first, and stepped upstairs by himself.

"Master ..." The steward stopped talking, and Fan Yu's figure had disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

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The night was deep.

Quiet in the big villa.

There were only shallow footsteps ringing in the corridor.

Fan Yu clasped her hands in her trouser pockets and walked calmly. When she opened the door of the guest room, she deliberately let go.

Entering the room, there was no one inside.

The empty bed and the cold air in the air reminded him that it was empty for at least one night.

What about Qiao Yuanfei and Xiaoliu Liu?

The steward didn't say they were asleep ...

What did Fan Yu think of? She turned out of the guest room and walked to her own room in the master bedroom.

At the door, I heard a muffled noise coming from the room.

Like something fell to the ground.

Thinking of Xiao Weiliu's weird posture of sleeping, and a moment of discomfort, he was so nervous that he couldn't even think about it. He pushed the door straight in and walked in.

As soon as I walked to the bed, the whole man was holding back ...