Chapter Seventy-Two: Crazy Missing
Aimer's weak body was trembling, and her eyes were still covered with gauze, but she faced her like this, and even put on a desperate posture.
"Silently ......" The woman was just about to speak, but Luo Qifeng's cold voice interrupted her.
"What am I doing? Don't you know what I want to do? Luo Qifeng pulled the corners of his mouth, he really damned, he actually had compassion for the enemy!
He sneered and ran out the door, but stopped at the door and threw Daisy into the trash. "Buying flowers? Luo Qifeng, are you delirious! ”
"Mommy, what did he do to you?" Ai Yimo was a little surprised, Luo Qifeng just left?
This is not normal!
"I fell out of bed, he helped me up, and he bought daisies......" The woman said intermittently, and after a while she asked eagerly, "Silence, your eyes ......"
Ai Yimo's heart suddenly hurt, she blamed Luo Qifeng for it?
"Mommy, wait for me......" Aimer ran out, the hallway was quiet, and there seemed to be no one.
"Luo Qifeng ......," she shouted in a low voice, but she didn't hear his response.
"I know you're still ......" She could feel his cold and domineering aura. Just now, I'm sorry ......"
Aimer slowed her pace, she couldn't see what was in front of her, she could only rely on her feelings.
Step by step, she got closer and closer to the stairs......
This woman, is this on purpose? Luo Qifeng frowned, he didn't want to deal with Ai Yimo, but he couldn't really see that she might fall down the stairs.
In his last life, he really owed this woman!
"Luo Qifeng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't think of you like this......" Actually, his heart is not so bad, so cold, right?
"Don't go any further." His voice was cold, and he could tell he was still angry.
Luo Qifeng finally spoke to her! Emer followed the source of the voice, but it was ......
She heard Luo Qifeng's mobile phone ringing, it should have been Fang Yirou's call, right? Somehow, Aimer's heart seemed to be slammed down, and her gait suddenly became a little vain.
"I told you not to go any further!" Luo Qifeng felt very annoyed, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the number, and answered after a while: "Rourou, what's wrong?" ”
"Your daddy has come to the villa...... Fang Yirou's voice was fragile and worried, "Qifeng, where are you, can you come back?" ”
"I'll be back in a minute, huh?" His eyes were always on Ai Yimer, why did she bite her lip and look lonely?
With the element of anger, Ai Yimo continued to walk forward, and finally ......
She felt empty under her feet, and her whole body was unstable!
And just when Ai Yimo thought that she was going to fall miserably, she heard a "bang", and Luo Qifeng's strong arms hugged her tightly.
"Ding Ding Ding-" The sound of the mobile phone falling down the stairs step by step, Ai Yimo's whole person was stunned, she could faintly hear Fang Yirou over there eagerly feeding? Pray for the wind......
"I'm sorry......" Aimer's heart was beating so fast, oh my God, she didn't think he would ruin a cell phone just to hold her.
"Are you alright?" Luo Qifeng really wanted to ignore this woman, but her pale face made him ruthless. "You don't understand people? I-don't want to play with a woman with a broken hand or foot! ”
Luo Qifeng's expression was very complicated, with lingering palpitations in the reproach, but it was a pity that Ai Yimo couldn't see it.
"I ......" Ai Yimo's heart was originally slightly warm, but the second half of Luo Qifeng's words really made her unbearable. So she broke free from his embrace and said indifferently, "Aren't you going back?" Your tenderness is waiting for you. ”
"Snort......" Luo Qifeng picked up the phone unhurriedly, the screen was broken, and the call was interrupted, which was exactly what he wanted. Hey~~ Do you really want me to go back? ”
"Of course!" Aimer was duplicitous.
"But I don't want to yet, what should I do?" Luo Qifeng took Ai Yimer's hand, and his domineering strength did not allow her to struggle for half a point.
"Where are you pulling me?" Ai Yimo couldn't react, Luo Qifeng had already begun to take a step, he wasn't walking fast, but she stumbled and hit him.
"Where can you go but go back to the ward?" Luo Qifeng is a little funny, this woman is sometimes stupid and cute.
……
When Luo Qifeng returned to the villa, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Actually, he didn't want to come back at all, but...... Will Lowanyang be embarrassed by Rourou?
"Qifeng, uncle has been waiting for you for a long time......" Fang Yirou walked over and grabbed Luo Qifeng's hand, "Is it better to be silent?" ”
He smells of Aimer on his clothes! To put it this way...... Luo Qifeng hung up the phone just now because of that woman?
"If you have anything to say, I'll listen." Luo Qifeng frowned, he suddenly thought of Ai Yimo, and subconsciously, he pushed Fang Yirou away slightly. "Rourou, you go back to your room and sleep, huh?"
"It's okay if you don't agree to marry Lan Xia." Luo Wanyang spoke, his tone was cold and hard, "But I will never agree to your marriage to that Ai or something!" ”
"It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with me whether you agree or not." Luo Qifeng said coldly, he went upstairs directly, completely ignoring how ugly Luo Wanyang's face was.
"It doesn't matter? Then you don't want to do it, President Luo! ”
Luo Qifeng didn't turn his head, but his eyes darkened, Luo Wanyang wanted to pull him down for a long time, right?
It was quiet in the bedroom, Luo Qifeng didn't turn on the light, he wanted to call Ai Yimo, but he didn't want to wake her up.
Paradoxical feelings!
"Pray for the wind, can I come in?" Outside the door, Fang Yirou's soft voice sounded.
Luo Qifeng turned on the light and said, "Come in." "It would be nice if the person who knocked on the door at this moment was Aimer!
Fang Yirou walked to the desk with the sweet soup, "Eat some sweet soup, uncle is gone......" She lowered her eyes, looked at the mobile phone with the broken screen, and couldn't help but pick it up and asked, "Pray for the wind, why did your mobile phone break?" ”
"Rourou!" Luo Qifeng snatched the phone, he was afraid that Fang Yirou would see the wallpaper of the phone.
Or, not scared, but not wanted.
His nervous actions made Fang Yirou stunned, why did Luo Qifeng care so much about a bad mobile phone?
"I'll drink the sweet soup later, it's soft, it's late......
"Okay, I'm going back to the room, don't go to bed too late~~" Fang Yirou stood on tiptoe and kissed Luo Qifeng's face.
"Rourou, don't mess around!" Luo Qifeng's tone was very cold, and he was very repulsive to the feeling at the moment. Especially...... In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows.
He almost pushed Fang Yirou out of the room, he locked the door, and missed Ai Yimo like crazy.
"Silently, if there is no indelible hatred between you and me, how good it would be......" Luo Qifeng muttered hoarsely, "But, then maybe I won't meet you." ”
The mobile phone screen was still dark, and Luo Qifeng couldn't imagine that the phone had already been dialed.