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Shen Bei'er felt reassured and smiled at them, waving her hands, "Then, goodbye!"

He turned and ran for the door of the hotel, stopping midway to wave vigorously at them.

Xia Xinxin saw that her vision had blurred, but she still tried her best to smile and wave at her.

He kept looking at her until her figure disappeared. Then, he embarrassedly retracted his hand and lowered his head to try to force his tears back.

Mo Zixiao's voice rang lightly in his ear, "Start driving!"

She was shocked and immediately raised her head to oppose, "We're not waiting for Qiang? "Let's just wait and see!"

She would never be at ease until she saw Qiang coming out alone.

What if he was just putting on a show for her and after she left, A-Qiang would take Shen Bei'er out to sell to someone else?

Although she felt that her thoughts were a bit dirty, but after experiencing so much deception, she really couldn't easily give others any trust.

Mo Zixiao did not say a word, frowning as he turned to look out of the window.

Quietly relieved, she automatically accepted his silence as acquiescence.

After waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, she saw Qiang's figure.

He came out alone and there was no one else around him.

"Did you personally hand her over to her mother?" she asked A-Qiang as soon as he got in the car.

"Not really. I followed the young master's instructions to see her to the door, then hid by the side. When I saw her mother open her mouth to carry her into her room, I left. " Qiang knew what she was worried about, so he explained everything in detail.

"Phew!" That's good! " Only then did her heart, which was hanging in midair, finally settle down.

"Young master, it's almost time to date Stephen. Do you want to go now?" Qiang asked.

"I'm not going anymore. Let's go home! " Mo Zixiao shook his head tiredly and slowly closed his eyes.

However, after interacting with her for only a few hours, he felt that he had gone through all sorts of thrilling experiences. Now that he saw her calm face and smile, his heart was filled with fatigue. He wanted to go back home and take a bath. The smell of clothes.

There was no interest in the meeting at all.

Qiang revealed a worried expression. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, he finally sighed and helplessly started the car.

Xia Xinxin watched the car drive off and frowned, "Didn't you say we were going back?" But why this way? I clearly remember which road we came from! This is clearly the opposite direction! "

When she came here, she had always been silently memorizing the road. Although the twists and turns made her dizzy and unable to remember everything, she still remembered the general direction.

In particular, she remembered a few landmarks, so it was impossible to completely knock her out.

"This is the right direction. This is the right direction." We just took a detour. " Qiang said with a faint smile.

"So that's how it is. "No wonder I'm not afraid of Shen Bei'er finding you!" She was suddenly enlightened.

"When has our young master and JASON ever been afraid of anyone? It's for her own good that they didn't give the little girl any clues! If she was really so stupid as to go find the police, she would have probably just stepped out of the police station and turned into a corpse in the next second! " Qiang looked at her from the rearview mirror.

She was shocked and did not speak again.

Whether she drank wine or not, she was not a fool, so she naturally knew the true meaning behind his words.

By the time he got back to the little foreign house, the sun was already setting in the west, and the faint red glow of dusk illuminated the little foreign house, the green lawn, the deep purple tulips, and the fading leaves of the French parasol tree, all of this was like a beautiful and peaceful picture, romantic and amorous.

If it weren't for the cruel and cold things she had experienced, she thought she would easily fall in love with this place.

When he walked closer, he found that the windows had been repaired, and the hall that had been covered in broken glass had been cleaned up. There were beautiful and furious blue demoness everywhere, and the air was still filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, giving people a refreshing feeling, as if there had never been any violence here.

As soon as Mo Zixiao arrived home, he went straight upstairs. She wanted to follow him, but after chasing him for a few steps, he stopped.

He must be going to take care of the wound and wash it. Bath, it didn't seem right for her to go up now.

Her figure … His body was still feeling a little unwell, just in case he wanted to …

Sigh! It was better not to ask for trouble, just hide as long as you can!

Right now, what she needed to do the most was to cook a nourishing and delicious dinner to feed a man. If his stomach was satisfied, he wouldn't care about her previous rudeness, right?

Sigh! They were going to live together for a long time. In order to make things easier for them, as well as to make things easier for her, it seemed like she would have to temporarily restrain herself and disguise herself as a virtuous and virtuous woman.

He went back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He found a lot of fresh fruits, vegetables and meat inside. It must be because he asked the servant to ask her to cook by herself!

With a helpless sigh, she took out all the ingredients and looked through them. Finally, she decided to make a fried chicken gizzard with colorful peppers, a fried meat slice, and a green vegetable.

All of these seemed very simple. As long as the taste of the salt was suitable, it shouldn't be too horrible to fry.

He first chose the dishes, then washed them clean under the water cage. Suddenly, he remembered that he had not finished cooking with the rice and hurriedly went to search for rice. When he tried to scoop up the rice, he did not know how many cups the two of them should scoop up.

He didn't have much to eat, she thought. These small cups should be enough for the two of them, right?

After searching for rice with questions, he didn't know how much water was suitable for her. He wanted to ask her about it, but this thought was quickly interrupted.

Firstly, as a woman, she didn't even feel bad about cooking, and secondly, it was not a good time to disturb him.

He must be treating the wound now, and when he saw her and looked at his hideous wound, he must have lost his appetite.

He put the water in carelessly, plugged in the electricity, and went to cut the vegetables.

He cut the chicken gizzard into pieces and held the knife in his hand. It felt as heavy as gold.

Gritting his teeth, he gathered all of his strength into his hands and aimed at the chicken gizzard. He didn't expect the chicken gizzard to be so disobedient. It just stood there like that, sliding down his wrist. A burst of pain came from the gizzard.

Blood gushed out.

She almost cut off her own index finger!

Then she screamed, clutching her bleeding fingers.

After shouting, she felt that she had gone too far. She hurriedly shut her mouth and endured the pain as she turned around to clean up the blood under the water cage.

Just as he was about to open the water cage, he heard footsteps approaching from behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Mo Zixiao standing behind her with a dark expression.

He was wet and wet except for a towel that hung loosely around his waist, and he had obviously just climbed out of the bathtub.

She was somewhat stupefied. She really couldn't understand why he would suddenly appear in front of her.

Even if he was startled by her scream and hurried downstairs, he still couldn't move so fast!

She just called out to him for two minutes!

Could it be that he was some reclusive martial arts expert who knew how to use the 'Ripple Tiny Steps' in Jin Yong's novels to rush to her in the blink of an eye?

Mo Zixiao's eyes, which were filled with a cold light, flashed on the board for a moment before they rested on the index finger of her left hand, which was still bleeding profusely as he held it up in the air.

She frowned and stretched out her hand, but before she could react, the forefinger that was covered in dark red blood was already in his mouth.

"Ugh …" Dirty! " Instinctively, she tried to pull her finger away.

However, he grabbed her tightly. She was unable to pull it back even after a few tries, and instead, her entire palm began to hurt.

He really didn't know how to show mercy to the fairer sex. He had used so much force just to stop her from resisting. She really suspected that if she continued to resist, her hand would soon be crippled!

Helplessly rolling his eyes, he could only concede.

However, the moment he stopped struggling, he felt uncomfortable all over.

His mouth was warm, wrapped tightly around her forefinger, his tongue. The tip of the blade continued to swipe at her finger while at the same time lightly sucking at it, causing her heart to tremble. His body trembled as if it had been electrocuted by a high voltage current.

Because of the close proximity, she could clearly see that his muscular chest muscles were well-defined, so strong that she wanted to punch or squeeze with her fists.

Suddenly, a burst of excitement flashed through his mind. The scene of love caused her to blush, and her heart to palpitate. She lowered her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at him again.

He had fainted!

Isn't this too perverted?

Was it because of his conduct or because of her dirty thoughts!

Why did her mind keep reappearing less when she saw him? son. No. Yi's picture?

When did she, Xia Xinxin, become so perverted, so hungry? Thirsty?

While his mind was wandering, he suddenly took out her finger. Immediately afterwards, a large pile of white powder fell onto her finger. It was extremely effective, but after a while, the blood really stopped flowing.

He then took some gauze and neatly wrapped it around her fingers. After he was done, he frowned and unceremoniously drove her away, "Hurry and get out of here!" I'll do it here! "

"You'll do it?" She was stunned. She didn't understand what he meant. Should she pack these things up, or should she let him cook?

For someone like him, she couldn't imagine him cooking.

"Go and help me take off my clothes!" He washed his hands, wiped the blood off the board with the gauze, and began to cut at the chicken gizzard with the knife.

She could not believe her eyes.

He saw her just standing there watching, sneering at her. "Hurry up and wipe your saliva! You can't be calm in the face of a beautiful guy like me, but please don't hang your head either. Saliva of three feet, that's too disgusting! "

"You're talking nonsense! How can you be considered a handsome man! " She suddenly came to her senses, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

He hurriedly turned around, but still secretly wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand. He opened his palm and looked. Where did the saliva come from?

How dare he deceive her!

"Ugh …" But even if she was deceived, she could not resist him. Sha, he turned his head, wanting to glare at Ye Zichen to vent his anger, but who would have thought that Ye Zichen was looking up at him.

Her deep eyes were dark, like a whirlpool that was about to suck her in.

Shocked, she didn't even have the time to look at him as she hastily turned her head and ran upstairs. As she ran, she could hear her own heartbeat drumming deafeningly …