She stared intently at his sleeping face, and found that she couldn't get enough of it.

There is probably no better looking man in this world.

Downstairs, after Qiao Zui received her text message, he was stunned for a while, left the bedroom, and went to Mi Sheng's room.

Mi Sheng's salute has been put away.

I heard a knock on the door, said "Please come in", and walked over to open the door.

When she opened the door and saw that Joe was drunk, she was stunned.

Qiao Zui held her shoulders, pushed her into the room, raised her foot to close the door, leaned her back on the closed door panel, took Mi Sheng into her arms, looked down at her and asked, "Aunt Xiao said that you are in a bad mood these days, what's wrong?" ”

In the past few days, he has cried too much, shouted too much, and his voice is hoarse.

Looking at his haggard face in a daze, Mi Sheng suddenly felt that she was too much.

Now is the time when Qiao Zui is the most fragile and needs to care for him the most, not only does she not care about him, but she secretly suffers from gains and losses, she is sincerely afraid, and she wants him to care about herself in turn.

She's really excessive.

Very incompetent.

"It's nothing, I'm fine," Mi Sheng hugged him and buried his cheeks in his shoulders: "Everyone is in a bad mood these days, the atmosphere at home is very solemn, I'm worried about you, so I may look a little unhappy, but I'm fine, instructor, you ......"

"Call me drunk in the future," Qiao Zui interrupted her, reached out and pinched her chin, making her look up at him: "We are already a fiancé, how can anyone call their fiancé instructor?" You can call me Drunken or Little Joe. ”

There was still a bit of melancholy in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, but they were watery and gentle.

Mi Sheng saw two little hers in his beautiful eyes, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"Okay," she hugged Qiao Zui's waist: "It's disrespectful to call Xiao Qiao, I'll call you drunk in the future, right?" ”

The corners of Qiao Zui's mouth curled slightly, and he bowed his head: "Okay." ”

"Ah drunk, Sister Yiyi's death, you, will you blame me?" After staring at him for a long time, Mi Sheng finally decided to express her inner worries.

She decided that in the future, she would be like Ye Xingbei said, be honest with Qiao Zui, and have something to say, instead of hiding her cranky thoughts in her heart.

Qiao was slightly surprised, and after a while, he came back to his senses and understood why she asked so, he shook his head and rubbed the back of her head: "What stupid!" You weren't the one who killed my sister, and you weren't the mastermind behind the sniper, so why should I blame you? ”

"But ......" Mi Sheng lowered his head and said sadly: "I'm very guilty, the person the sniper wanted to kill was originally me, and Sister Joey blocked the gun for me, and the person who should have died should be my ......"

"Don't be stupid," Qiao drunk hugged her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair: "The damn person is the sniper who killed people, the mastermind behind the sniper, and I didn't protect my sister well, so I can't take your turn, putting the blame on others and angering others is a sign of narrow-mindedness, weakness and incompetence, do you think I'm very narrow-minded and weak?" ”

"No, I didn't!" Mi Sheng hurriedly shook his head.

She hugged Qiao drunk with her greatest strength: "It's just...... You are too important in my mind, I, I am too afraid of losing you, so I can't help but suffer from gains and losses......"

"You won't lose my ......" Qiao drunk kissed her, held her hand, and rubbed the diamond ring on her hand: "I'm not a person who will make promises casually, since I put the ring on your hand, I have already explained my intentions, so, Xiaomi, have a little confidence in me, don't doubt my liking for you casually in the future, okay?" ”