Hanging up the phone, Qiao Yingying looked at the time, it was less than nine o'clock, and there was still time to go to the supermarket. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After putting the list together, Qiao Yingying stood at the door of Guan Mufeng's room, but her raised hand did not fall.

Sir must be busy, anyway, the supermarket is very close, I'll be out for a while and come back, so don't bother Sir. Thinking like this, she breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, she has been worried every day, and when she closes her eyes when she sleeps at night, she sees Guan Mufeng's sculptural and delicate body under the moonlight, and she has to experience a moral torture every day, resulting in a serious lack of sleep. She was afraid that Guan Mufeng would see the clues, so she tried to avoid face-to-face situations with him.

Guan Mufeng listened to the footsteps outside the door, his hand clenched unconsciously, and the ink on the tip of the pen left a black mark on the white rice paper, and a good character was ruined like this.

There was a sound of the door closing downstairs, Guan Mufeng walked out of the room, looked at the empty villa, and frowned. He descended the stairs, the card on the table was gone, and the beige floral apron was casually placed on the back of the chair.

He looked at the door, his eyes dark, hiding his indistinguishable emotions.

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Yushan is the most upscale and private villa area in Haicheng, with a quiet and quiet environment. However, at night, the slightly dim street lamps illuminate the shadows of the trees, and the only sound on the path is the rustle of the wind blowing the leaves, and there is not a single figure visible, which is a little scary.

Qiao Yingying didn't feel it at first, she was scared as she walked, and the black shadows on the side of the road seemed to be ghosts that wanted to choose people to devour, which scared her palms into a layer of sweat. She looked up at the night sky, the moon was obscured by thick clouds, there was no trace of stars, and the surrounding villas were dark, uninhabited, and desolate. It was still a long way from the gate, and the fear in her heart was getting stronger.

"Meow-" A cat suddenly flew out of the bushes next to her, causing Qiao Yingying to scream in surprise and take several steps back.

The cat disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Qiao Yingying's palpitations did not disappear, and she sniffed and forced back the tears that had just come out of her fright.

finally arrived at the gate, and Qiao Yingying made another difficulty.

There are almost no taxis here, and although the supermarket is not far away, it is definitely too late to walk over. But if you look back... She really didn't dare.

Just as she was in a dilemma, a Bentley slowly pulled out of it and stopped at the gate. Qiao Yingying looked at the familiar front sign and was surprised and delighted: It's Mr.'s car!

After Guan Mufeng got out of the car, he didn't look at Qiao Yingying, but walked into the security room.

She saw him talking to some of the security guards, who nodded their heads and walked towards her.

She quickly turned her head and moved into the shadows beside her.

"Get in the car. Guan Mufeng's voice had a commanding tone, revealing some impatience.

Although Qiao Yingying was afraid of being alone with him, she didn't dare to disobey him, so she obediently got into the car.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the supermarket.

"Sir, I'll just go buy it, you can sit outside!" Qiao Yingying pushed the cart and said stubbornly at the entrance of the supermarket. She has a lot of things to buy, and if Guan Mufeng has been following her, she will definitely not be able to help but take the initiative to confess. She had just endured a lot of hard work in the car.

Guan Mufeng lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes reflected her thin shoulders, and there were several more band-aids in his hand holding the cart, he unconsciously skimmed his face, and his tone was flat: "There is still half an hour to get off work in the supermarket, I can go faster." ”

"Is there a list?" he asked again.

"Ah, there is!" Qiao Yingying hurriedly flipped out the note and handed it to him.

Guan Mufeng glanced at it and returned it to her: "I'll buy food and drinks, and you can find the rest." With that, he took another cart and went into the supermarket.

Looking at his back, Qiao Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of guilt was added to her heart.