Qiao An's face was solemn, and he rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window for the first time, this is the third floor, and if he jumps, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.

The smoke that came out of the crack in the door grew thicker and more pungent.

Time is running out and she has no choice!

With one hand, he pulled out the silk sheet, pulled open the drawer, cut it into strips with scissors, and twisted it into several strands of rope.

She pushed open the windows of the floor-to-ceiling windows, tied the rope that had joined her together, tied one end to the head of the bed, and threw the other end downstairs.

As soon as she stepped out of the window, Joan's hands shook and she almost fell.

She stabilized her mind, endured the hot pain in her palm, and fell little by little.

Mu Jingxi saw this scene in the courtyard, his eyes instantly condensed, and he rushed over in a few arrows, "Qiao An, what are you doing?" ”

"Ah......h

The sudden voice startled Joan.

The strength in his hand suddenly relaxed due to distraction, and he couldn't bear the weight of his body.

The body fell uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.

The feeling of weightlessness is overwhelming~ coming.

There was no pain in the tone.

Qiao An fell into a hard embrace, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mu Jingxi's gloomy and handsome face.

"What the hell is going on?" He snorted coldly.

It was clear that he had seen smoke coming out of her bedroom window, however, there was not a single servant.

The fact that the guards didn't know anything made him even more angry.

The guard immediately stepped forward, "Sanshao, let's check it out immediately!" ”

Mu Jingxi's face was gloomy and shocking, mixed with a glacier-like cold current and a cold aura.

Joan patted her heart, her tender index finger, and poked his hard chest, "That'...... You can let me down. ”

Not......

It feels pretty good.

I just don't know what kind of scene is under the clothes.

Realizing what was going on in her head, Joan felt a thrill.

Damn!

She was thinking about something.

Joan, you are a person with little glutinous rice, how can you think about these shameful things?

Shameless, shameless, shameless.

In order to spit on her shameless behavior, Joan decides to touch it again!

The tender index finger was replaced by a soft little hand.

Mu Jingxi noticed the over-moving hand on his chest, and his cold eyes burst out with fine ice slag, "Where is the hand going?" ”

"Huh......"

The corners of Joan's lips curled, and she pulled out a harmless smile, "I thought you didn't hear it, and I want to repeat it." ”

"Just use your mouth to speak, and you can take your hand away."

Joan: "......"

Mu Jingxi did not let her go, but turned his head and coldly ordered the servant to call the family doctor.

Soon, the guards came out with Yan Zhenzhen and Mu Shaoxi.

Mu Shaoxi's delicate and white face was dusty, like a small briquette.

Yan Zhenzhen is not much better, and the clothes on his face are dirty.

The two followed behind the guards, the big one pretending to be calm, and the small one fearless.

"Third young man, Miss Yan and the little young master brought it." After the guard finished speaking, he stepped aside.

Yan Zhenzhen looked at the woman in Mu Jingxi's arms, and her lungs were about to explode.

This woman even dares to throw herself into her arms?

It's really cheap!

Before Mu Jingxi could be held accountable, Yan Zhenzhen blew up first, she stepped forward aggressively and pointed at the tip of Qiao An's nose, "Brother Jingxi, why are you hugging this woman?" Do you know that love is your fiancée? ”

Mu Shaoxi looked up and was indignant, "Little uncle, why do you blame Auntie?" ”