3. Chapter 3 : The Strange Man
"My name is Silly!" Before Mu Xiaoai could speak, the person behind him said slightly, the man's eyes were cold, and a cold aura shot at the little fool behind Mu Xiaoai.
Xiao Silly may have been frightened, he moved behind Mu Xiaoai, Mu Xiaoai was wrapped in a white bath towel, and the deep groove on his chest was very obvious.
The man frowned and felt a trace of displeasure in his heart, and then looked at Mu Xiaoai, who had been looking at him in a daze, and saw that her clear eyes were a little curious.
"Someone!"
"Drip..." With a bang, the door was opened from the outside, and two men dressed in black came out of the door, and they walked straight towards the man sitting on the sofa.
"Young Master——!" The two of them bowed their heads.
"Did you find it?" The man asked coldly.
"Young Master Hui, this person is a patient from Haishi Kangmei Psychiatric Hospital, and he suddenly disappeared yesterday!"
The two replied lightly, and then looked at Mu Xiaoai with a look of sympathy.
"Oh, I remember, beautiful sister, my family lives in Kangmei," the man behind him happily hugged Mu Xiaoai, three black lines flashed above Mu Xiaoai's head, and he forgot to struggle.
Looking at the fat hands on the woman who had been entangled with him all night last night, the man's face was pale, and a wave of anger instantly spread from the bottom of his heart.
"What about you two corpses?" Looking at their young master's handsome and cold gaze, the two reacted instantly, and hurriedly stepped forward and walked out of the door with Xiao Silly, and the door closed again.
"Name!"
"You are?"
The two spoke at the same time, Mu Xiaoai looked at the man in front of her, she was sure that the strange man in front of her was the person she thought was Qin Mufeng last night, the man who spent the night with her.
The man raised his eyes and looked at Mu Xiaoai, and after a long time, he said lightly.
"I don't want who I am, the important thing is that I'm asking you!"
"You don't know me, I don't know you, just when we just met last night, a one-night stand," Mu Xiaoai said with a smile, her voice was a little hoarse, and then without waiting for the man to speak, she got up and walked into the bathroom.
Left behind an angry Sikong Jue.
A good Pingshui matches, a good one-night stand, a good one is ignored,
No one has ever been able to ignore his existence, and there has never been a woman who can say to her that Pingshui is consistent, the eight words of one-night stand, very good, very good, you are the first and the last.
Sikong Jue glanced at the slender figure reflected in the bathroom and walked out of the door.
"Woo woo · Why? The sound of crying came from the bathroom, and when she heard the heavy footsteps disappear, Mu Xiaoai finally cried loudly.
There are still seven days left for the wedding of himself and Mu Feng, why did this happen?
Why?
Tears dripped into the bathtub, looking at the red marks on her skin in the bathtub, Mu Xiaoai picked up a towel and wiped it vigorously, but she couldn't wipe it off.
By the time Mu Xiaoai walked out of the hotel, it was already two hours later, and the manager of the hotel, perhaps sympathetic, kindly gave her a set of woolen dresses and a pair of black winter stockings.
She first looked at the time, and found that it was still early, so she took a taxi to a nearby street, and saw the crowd queuing in front of the good 'eating bun shop' from a distance, Mu Xiaoai pulled the white scarf wrapped around her neck with her hand, covering most of her cheeks, revealing only a pair of clear eyes and straight black shawl hair.
Standing in the middle of the line, the occasional chatter came to my ears.