Chapter 1487

Like.

Really.

Two words, but Mo Jue couldn't say it.

He leaned back in his chair, and the video on the computer had been automatically turned off. Because he hadn't moved for a long time, he automatically jumped out of the screensaver interface, and the weak light hit his face, which made his cold and hard lines more sharp.

He looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes.

He thought, if eukins. Yan's purpose was to disturb his mood, so he undoubtedly succeeded.

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Jian Haixi comforted Qiaoqiao and went back to the bedroom only after she was sure she was all right.

In the room, Ning Jiwei was sitting at the head of the bed reading. When she came in, she smiled and asked, "is the new lady all right?"

"Um..."

Jian Haixi nodded, opened the quilt and sat down at the head of the bed. He sighed and said, "it's inevitable to marry a man like Mo Jue. If it were me, I might not be able to sleep tonight."

That's what I said

Ning Jiwei raised his eyebrows, quietly closed the book, stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. "Why, I didn't see you can't sleep when I married me."

His wife has said such words, can he bear it?

He put his chin on Jian Haixi's head, gently rubbed her hair, and looked dissatisfied: "is it in your heart that I can't compare with your husband Mo Jue's straight steel man?"

"Puff ~"

Jian Haixi couldn't help laughing. The vinegar smell

She leaned softly in Ning Jiwei's arms, listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest, coughed softly, and said with a smile: "cough... Husband, why do I suddenly smell such a big smell of vinegar? Do you smell it?"

"Hum, it's my vinegar bottle. Can you help it?"

Ning Jiwei was more direct than her, snorted discontentedly, and his face was full of expressions of "I'm going to be angry, come and coax me".

Even being jealous is so justifiable that Jian Haixi keeps laughing.

She raised her head and kissed Ning Jiwei on the chin, slightly raised her eyebrows, and said without stingy praise: "of course, my husband is better, much better than that guy Mo Jue."

"That's pretty much the same."

Ning Jiwei was satisfied. He bowed his head, kissed Jane Haixi gently on her lips, hugged her and lay down: "let's go to bed early, too. We'll be busy tomorrow."

Jian Haixi found a comfortable position in his arms, put his arm on his pillow and nodded gently.

Just lying down, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the person beside the pillow: "husband, don't you think it's a little strange?"

"What's strange?"

Ning Jiwei frowned and couldn't keep up with her jumping thinking.

"This is mojue and Qiaoqiao's wedding, eukins. Yan seems to..."

Jane Haixi paused, as if thinking for a while before finding a suitable word to describe eukins. Yan: "I seem to live in peace."

These days, this question will jump into his mind from time to time.

Ever since eukins. After Yan appeared in their lives, he seemed to be entangled everywhere, no matter what big or small things.

At first, it was Qin Zhixu's wedding with Wan Yuqing, and then Su ri'an, Qiao ya, and then to the base

That man infiltrated into their lives. He tried every means to make them unhappy.

Now, Mo Jue and Qiao Qiao are married. Such a big thing, he seems to have disappeared without the slightest news.

Jane Haixi thought about the recent events in her mind, but she ruled them out one by one, and there was still no clue.

The man was really quiet without any wind.

"If he does something like before, we'll have to stop the water and cover the earth at most, but now..."

Jian Haixi sighed. The quieter he was, the more strange she felt.

"I always feel that it doesn't seem like his style."

Looking at her tight frown, Ning Jiwei couldn't help laughing. He raised his hand and rubbed her eyebrows and said, "wife, you've been tortured by him for PTSD. He's quiet for a few days, but you're beginning to worry."

Jian Haixi smiled and felt that his suspicious problem was very strange.

"Maybe I'm too nervous." She shook her head and smiled helplessly.

She always plans for the worst when things happen, and then creates a birth opportunity for herself step by step. Therefore, it is inevitable that she will sometimes worry about things in vain.

"Don't worry."

Ning Jiwei patted her on the back, as if to appease her or coax her to sleep: "the wedding can't be careless. Someone has been watching it all the time. There will be no accident."

Everyone knows that mojue's wedding is a big event.

Regardless of eukins. They can't relax whether Yan has any action or not.

"Yes." Jian Haixi was relieved. How could Ning Jiwei not prepare for such a thing in advance.

"After so long preparation, I really hope tomorrow's wedding can go smoothly." She closed her eyes and leaned in Ning Jiwei's arms. "It's not easy for them both..."

Ning Jiwei patted her gently and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp: "sleep at ease, it will be fine."

They were about to fall asleep when Ning Jiwei's cell phone rang.

Although he had turned down his voice, he was still a little harsh in the quiet bedroom, and suddenly woke up Jane Haixi, who was about to be confused.

Jian Haixi looked up, looked at Ning Jiwei, reached for his mobile phone, narrowed his eyes and said, "who, it's in the middle of the night."

Ning Jiwei looked at the screen, hooked the corner of his lips, showed a helpless smile, shook the caller ID at her: "the bride is all right, change the groom."

This is really

Looking at the big words Mo Jue on the screen, Jian Haixi smiled bitterly. He really said what he said.

She pushed Ning Jiwei's arm and said with a helpless smile, "pick it up quickly and see what's wrong."

If nothing happens, Mo Jue will never call Ning Jiwei in the middle of the night.

It's still on today, the most special day.

Ning Jiwei sighed, sat up and connected the phone and joked, "what's the matter with our prospective bridegroom? Is it difficult to get premarital phobia?"

When he finished, the expected laughter and scolding didn't ring.

Mo Jue's voice in the receiver is a little different, hoarse and deep.

"Did you sleep?"

Ning Jiwei paused, his smile converged, straightened his face and asked, "what's the matter?"

"No, if you don't sleep, come to my house and have a chat."

The sound was not all right. Ning Jiwei simply said, "wait, five minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he turned and looked at Jian Haixi: "I'll go next door and have a look. Go to bed first."

Jian Haixi nodded. She heard the voice of Mo Jue in her mobile phone just now.

She didn't say much, but asked, "don't drink. If Qiaoqiao smells it tomorrow, she should think more."

"I see." Ning Jiwei smiled, lifted the quilt, got up, turned back and tucked her in before leaving.