She suddenly looked at Lin Qifan with a look of surprise.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qifan smiled lightly, raised his hand and lightly swiped her nose: "Look at your unkempt sleep, did you dream of fighting with others when you slept last night?" ”

Mo Jiujiu glanced at the place where there was no bell over there, and then shook his head with a smile, his heart was infinitely satisfied, but he didn't say anything, and after thinking about it, he directly turned the topic to the matter of how he slept here.

"When did you sleep next to me?"

"I woke up once at three o'clock in the morning, came to see how well you slept, and lay down here by the way." Lin Qifan smiled and pulled her sleeping messy hair together: "I'm curious who you were fighting with when you were dreaming?" Grab your hair like this? ”

Mo Jiujiu pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, got up directly, opened the curtains, and took a deep breath into the sunlight outside the window: "It's so comfortable to live here~"

Then she lowered her head and smiled secretly.

Last night, because she had been staring at the bell, she finally fell asleep, but she fought with Gu Yufei in her dream for three hundred rounds, and the two of them grabbed each other's faces with blood and hair falling all over the ground, but when she woke up, she found that Lin Qifan, the object of competition in the dream, was lying next to her.

I don't know when he took the bell down.

She turned her eyes and looked at Lin Qifan, seeing that he was rarely lazy leaning on his head, she picked up the book on the side of the * and looked at it twice, then put it back, and did not rush to get up.

"Is that what you're usually like when you're at home?" Mo Jiujiu looked at him: "Will you be lazy like this occasionally, Lai*?" ”

Lin Qifan glanced at her and said calmly: "This arm has been pressed by you for a few hours, and it is still numb, I will lie down and wait for this arm to regain consciousness." ”

The corners of Mo Jiujiu's mouth twitched suddenly, and he walked to the side of the *, reached out and grabbed his arm and shook it: "Is it so exaggerated?" He said so, but he still shook it hard: "Is it better now?" Is it still numb? Are you sentient? ”

"No, no sense." Lin Qifan looked at her.

Mo Jiujiu hesitated for a moment, then shook it vigorously again, shook it several times, and knocked him up and down with his hand: "What now?" ”

Lin Qifan shook his head.

"Really? Is my head that heavy? Mo Jiujiu shook his arm with a suspicious expression and said, "Shouldn't you be crushed by me?" Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"It's probably not that exaggerated." Lin Qifan made a gesture of wanting to withdraw his arm, but suddenly frowned: "But I really don't feel anything." ”

Mo Jiujiu originally thought that he was teasing himself and was still acting with him, but seeing his serious expression and slightly frowning brows, he hurriedly shook it vigorously: "Really unconscious?" So what to do? Let's go to the hospital! ”

Saying that, she hurriedly put down his hand and turned around to change clothes, but as soon as she turned around, her waist was suddenly hugged by his arm, she instantly understood, lowered her head and glanced at the arm that hugged her, and the next moment the person was pressed on *, Lin Qifan pressed her under him, and just about to kiss it, Mo Jiujiu raised his hand to block between the mouths of the two.

He paused, raised his head slightly, and looked at her.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Jiu stared at his eyes for a long time before he said, "Lin Qifan, thank you." ”

He smiled lightly and pulled her hand down: "Silly girl, what are you talking about?" Thanks for what? ”

Mo Jiujiu didn't know how to say it with a thousand words, but he just stretched out his arms and wrapped his neck tightly, buried his face deep in his neck, breathed hard the clean smell of his body, and said contentedly and coquettishly: "You know, you don't need to say anything." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head and kissed him the chin, Lin Qifan lowered his head and bit her ear: "Don't play with fire early in the morning, it's coquettish and cute, and now it's going to be straight again." ”

Mo Jiujiu didn't care about him, he directly kissed him on the face several times, and then looked at Lin Qifan's slightly darkened gaze, directly pushed him away with a smile, and ran to the bathroom with a jump: "I'll go take a shower and change clothes and go downstairs, I promised Aunt Lin yesterday that I would accompany her and Uncle Lin to dinner this morning!" ”

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A few days later, Lin Qifan's vacation actually didn't have a few days, such a vacation was too rare, so it felt like it was over in the blink of an eye.

On the day Mo Jiujiu returned to work, several colleagues in the office asked her: "Jiujiu, why did you take several days off in a row?" Is it sick or is there something urgent at home? ”

I don't know what reason Lin Qifan used when she asked the people in the company to arrange a vacation for her, and she couldn't answer randomly, so she vaguely said that there were some personal matters.

In recent days, although Lin Qifan has been on vacation, but the company's phone calls are constant, most of them seem to be about the contract of Aier company, and I don't know how far it has progressed.

This matter seems to be clear only to some of the high-level officials who are close to Lin Qifan.

Cao Yi's phone can't get through these days, and she really wants to end this matter as soon as possible, but since Cao Yi asked the middle-aged man to stay and explain these words to her, it means that his mobile phone should be on for her for a few days, but she can't be contacted these days, why is this?

When she was about to get off work, she heard that Lin Qifan was in a meeting, so she didn't want to disturb him, so she went back to the apartment after work by herself.

When I returned to the apartment, I looked at the next room with some hesitation, and went to ring the doorbell, and after a while, the middle-aged man walked out again last time, and when he saw her, he nodded respectfully to her: "Miss Mo." ”

"I can't contact Cao Yi, can you contact him?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I really haven't received a call from Mr. Cao in the past few days, Mr. Cao just told me to live here and pay attention to Miss Mo's safety, he hasn't contacted me, so I don't know." ”

"Watch out for my safety?" Mo Jiujiu sneered: "It's to monitor my every move, right?" ”

After that, she went back to Lin Qifan's apartment, just about to clean up and want to study some delicious food, and then cook and wait for Lin Qifan to come back from the meeting to eat, the mobile phone suddenly rang, wiped her hands and ran out to pick up the phone: "Hey? ”

There was a pause over there, and then a strange man's voice came: "Hello, may I ask Miss, who are you?" ”

Mo Jiujiu was stunned for a long time, glanced at the unfamiliar number on the mobile phone screen, and felt a little strange: "You don't know who I am, how can you call me?" ”

"Oh, that's right, miss, I have a copy of your courier here, but the address and name on the courier are damp, a little blurry, I can't see clearly, so I called you, I'm really sorry......"

"That's right." Mo Jiujiu didn't remember what he had bought, or what courier he wanted to receive, so he didn't give his name and specific address, but just smiled and said: "Then you can send the courier to the supermarket downstairs of the xx apartment at No. XX Street, I'll pick it up when I find time, I'm sorry for you." ”

After that, he hung up the phone directly, and then looked at the number, and it always felt like it was a courier.

On the other end, after the phone was hung up, a man in a cheap suit looked back at Danya behind him respectfully: "Miss Danya, the phone has been called, but I didn't ask for a specific name and address, do you need me to ......?"

"No need." Danya's face was extremely cold, just now she found a small employee in the office in her father's company to help, help her dial the number that called Cao Yi before, and asked him to press the speakerphone, originally wanting to ask the other party's name to check who the other party is.

But even if the other party didn't report his name, she had already heard it.

Maybe she doesn't necessarily remember other people's voices, but Mo Jiujiu's voice, she remembers.

"Alright, Miss Danya, your phone ......" The man in a modest suit respectfully returned her spare phone.

Danya's raised hand trembled a little, but she still held the phone firmly in her hand, tightly, almost fiercely.

Cao Yi didn't go back to his hometown in China for the funeral, nor did he go back to the United States to see any friends, he went back to Boston to look for Mo Jiujiu, he disappeared for so long, he went to find Mo Jiujiu!

Danya took a deep breath, her fiery nails digging deep into her palms, and her eyes looked deeply into the empty corridor ahead.

For so long, he and Mo Jiujiu have been together again? What happened between the two of them? With Mo Jiujiu's surname, it is absolutely impossible to get together with Cao Yi again, how could she take the initiative to call Cao Yi? Could it be that Cao Yi said something to her or did something?

Mo Jiujiu!

Thinking that Cao Yi would be messing with his ex-girlfriend after disappearing for so long, and running back to meet his ex-girlfriend privately without telling him, Danya slammed the mobile phone in her hand to the ground, turned around and walked quickly to the elevator.