C122 Life is like a dream

At the same time, the drunk Lin Xiaoxiao felt like she had fallen asleep.

Although Lin Xiaoxiao and a few of her little sisters had once discussed this kind of dream in their group of close friends, in the past 24 years, she had never had such an absurd dream. But then she thought, after all, she wasn't young anymore, and she had already suffered a loss before even having a relationship. Could it be that she couldn't even dream of it?

Lin Xiaoxiao's stubborn, rebellious attitude suddenly surfaced, and she started to comfort herself: "Forget it, it's just a dream, after all, everything is gone without a trace. If I don't tell anyone, who would know? "Hee hee!"

With this thought in mind, along with the effects of the alcohol, Lin Xiaoxiao realized that this girl's courage seemed to have increased.

It was just that, when she was in a daze, Lin Xiaoxiao felt that the male protagonist in her dreams was a little familiar, and when she thought about it, she felt that it was that damn man who had interacted with her a few times before.

"It can't be? Why would I think of that stinking brat? He must at least be some famous celebrity that was handsome to the point of being crappy, right? I've lost a lot of money this time! "

However, when Lin Xiaoxiao thought about it again, she realized that Ye Haochen, that smelly brat, was actually quite attractive. After meeting for three times, he had three beauties of different sizes by his side.

Other than feeling that Ye Haochen was very fickle, the thing that left the most an impression on Lin Xiaoxiao was that he was very good at fighting, that she had guts, and that she was very smart, as if her identity wasn't ordinary either. Otherwise, why would Zheng Haixing and Zheng Guoliang have kowtowed and apologized to him at Zheng Haixing's restaurant that day, calling him "esteemed person"?

Thinking about it this way, this guy had a mysterious flavor to him!

At the same time, that brat was also someone who did not fear power, and actually smashed the dean's son's Bmw s car in front of everyone. That day in the lovers' dining hall, Ye Haochen had saved her life. If he had not helped his in time, he would not have been as successful as she was today.

Other than that, Ye Haochen was also very interesting. He had actually played that Zhang Yongzhi fellow twice, and after hearing that, Zhang Yongzhi had first done 500 pushups, and then ran back to the police station in one go. He was almost tired out like a dog.

However, the thing that Lin Xiaoxiao admired the most was that this guy seemed to be able to play between all the beauties of different ages, and Lin Xiaoxiao wondered what those beauties had set their sights on him.

When they first met, he and Li Yaxin were clearly sharing a relationship, but when they saw him that night, the two of them were obviously intimate!

All in all, in short, Ye Haochen had already quietly entered Lin Xiaoxiao's heart. So at this moment, the mentally retarded Lin Xiaoxiao did not think too much, but only consoled herself, it was all a dream.

Just like this, as if they were in a dream, as if they were drunk from it, Ye Haochen and Lin Xiaoxiao were completely immersed in their dreams …

Suddenly, Ye Haochen alertly noticed movement outside his window.

Relying on his wolf-like vigilance, Ye Haochen jumped off the bed. He quickly put on his clothes, and with a flash, he arrived beside the window, vigilantly listening for any movements in his surroundings.

Ye Haochen's gaze inadvertently swept across the messy bed, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Ai, that's not right, I'm dreaming!"

However, what dream could be so real?

Ye Haochen did not care about the abnormal activity outside the window at the moment, he immediately turned around to look at the bed, trying to verify if he was dreaming.

However, when he saw the beautiful face on the bed, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Under the shine of the moonlight, Ye Haochen could see very clearly that that face was definitely not his wife Xiao Yushu's.

Ye Haochen immediately acted like he was petrified, shaking his head, and hitting himself again. He confirmed that this was definitely not a dream but a real scene, which made him even more bewildered.

F * ck me! What was going on? Why did Lin Xiaoxiao run over to big bro's bed!

Ye Haochen's heart was in a mess, but he seemed to have thought of something. He remembered that Aunt Gui had told him the other day that his wife Xiao Yushu had a few best friends who would often come to their house. Other than "Miss Qin", there was also "Miss Lin". Then, Miss Lin could very likely be Lin Xiaoxiao!

It's over, it's over. How could it be like this? My wife's two best friends seem to have had unusual contact with me, this time they're dead meat!

Thinking back to the scene of him and Lin Xiaoxiao in his "dream" just now, Ye Haochen felt as if there were thousands of horses charging in his heart.

It could be seen that the current Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to be a little sleepy, and was still mumbling to herself. The exposed shoulders and calves were especially alluring, and Ye Haochen knew that under the sheets on Lin Xiaoxiao's body, this girl's body was in a vacuum.

He did not dare to continue thinking about it, and carefully walked back to the bedside, pulled the blanket over Lin Xiaoxiao and covered him. Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly moved, and as if she was electrocuted, Ye Haochen hurriedly dodged to the side.

However, the situation was urgent, so now was not the time to investigate why Lin Xiaoxiao had come to his bed. Ye Haochen went to the window once again and leaped out.

Hong Qingting's room was right next to this room, and the strange noises from before came from this room.

At this time, a Black Masked Man quickly entered Hong Qingting's room and carefully hid behind the curtains. He looked around the entire room and his gaze quickly locked onto the "Hong Qingting" who was lying on the bed.

The masked man took out a shiny dagger, and quietly walked to Hong Qingting's bed, accurately aiming at 'Hong Qingting's' body, and stabbed her in her vitals. To prevent himself from being killed, the masked man added a few more cuts.

Just like that, the blanket on the bed was punctured by the black-masked assassin, leaving behind several holes.

Seeing "Hong Qingting" on the bed, the masked killer could not help but sneer: "Hmph, what dogshit of a sharp blade member? I had thought you were strong!" So you're actually such an easy to deal with little girl! "

All of a sudden, someone patted the shoulder of the masked assassin and a calm voice sounded, "Friend, what are you doing?"

The masked killer was shocked when he heard this voice. He turned around with caution, and before he could see who it was, he swung the dagger in his hand and stabbed forward. However, even though he had waved his hands for a long time, there was no sign of anyone in sight. He quickly looked around the room and asked with a trembling voice, "Who, who's in the room?"

"It's me, here."

The masked assassin looked over to the source of the sound and saw a young man standing at the corner of the wall. His face was unclear, only the cigarette in his hand was flickering as if he was smoking leisurely. The masked assassin was shocked. He stretched out his dagger and asked the man, "Who are you?"

The person who had come, was naturally Ye Haochen.

Actually, Ye Haochen had already entered the room a long time ago, and furthermore, he had also seen the blind and dazed assassin stabbing a knife into the "Hong Qingting" on the bed, but he did not stop him, because he could immediately tell that the "Hong Qingting" on the bed was fake and that Hong Qingting had probably left the room long ago.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

Hong Qingting was a member of Sharp Blades after all, she had always been cautious in her actions. Even if she hadn't left the room, she wouldn't have been hurt so easily by an assassin.

Tonight, Hong Qingting had a mysterious mission to complete. Before she left the room, she intentionally placed a fake human prop under her blanket not to guard against killers, but to prevent Xiao Yushu from calling her to wake up the next morning and finding out that she had not been home all night.

If Xiao Yushu had opened the door and found that she was still sleeping, she would probably not continue bothering her. When she returns, there would be no need for him to explain herself.

This masked killer was stupid. As a hitman, he stabbed her a few times, but he never found out that the one lying on the bed wasn't a real person.

Ye Haochen was amused by this idiot, and couldn't help but suggest while laughing: "Hehe, I don't know which path you walked as an assassin, but you are definitely not a smart one, don't you notice? The person on the bed is fake. "

At first, the masked killer didn't believe it, but he quickly reached out and pulled the blanket that was torn apart. Sure enough, he found a fake body lying inside.

The hitman was furious, but he wasn't stupid. The man in front of him had sharp eyes. He was able to smoke in this kind of environment, which showed that he was no ordinary person.

He knew that he was no match for the person in front of him, furthermore, he was here tonight to kill Hong Qingting, so since Hong Qingting was not around, he did not waste any time. After that, the masked assassin made a feint at Ye Haochen, then turned and jumped out of the window.

Ye Haochen still did not move his body. He fiercely smoked a few mouthfuls of smoke, spitting out a few beautiful smoke rings, happily enjoying the last bit of smoke. Seeing the masked assassin escape in panic, he laughed.

Arriving in a forest at the outskirts of the city, he took off the mask on his face. Seeing that no one was chasing after him, he sneered: "Hmph, I had thought that kid was that amazing, to not even have the courage to chase him out, I have really overestimated him!"

"Is that so?"

Who would have thought that at this time, this familiar voice would suddenly appear in his ears like a ghost. The black-masked assassin seemed to be greatly shocked as he frantically put on his mask, looking around in panic, but he couldn't see anyone.

"You, where are you?" The masked assassin shouted with a trembling voice.

The voice then said, "Haha, do you know why I allowed you to come here?"

The masked assassin asked dumbly, "You, what are you trying to do?"

The voice replied, "Hehe, because I don't want to kill you in my home, I'm afraid your dog blood will dirty my wife's carpet."