Fu Nanli sent a WeChat message to Wen Chi [Is your sister sleeping? ]

Wen Chi immediately ran to the door of his sister's room and knocked on the door: "Wen Qiao, have you slept?" ”

Wen Qiao said impatiently: "What are you doing at night?" ”

There was no sound outside the door.

Wen Chi ran back to his room and replied to Fu Nanli [Brother-in-law, my sister didn't sleep, she usually goes to bed at least eleven o'clock].

Wen Qiao was sold by his younger brother like this.

Fu Nanli put down his wine glass, got up, and said to Ji Xianzheng: "I'll go first." ”

"Don't drink for a while?"

"No, there's still something to do."

Wen Qiao tossed and turned in bed, no sleep, people at night always love to drill the horns, in the dark, the more I think about it, the more I feel pitiful, the more sad I feel.

The phone under the pillow vibrated again, and she felt it out and looked at it [I'm outside your yard, come out].

Wen Qiao snorted softly, will I go out if you let me out?

She doesn't go out.

She pretended not to have seen the text.

He sent another voice message [Jo'er, come out]

Wen Qiao's heartstrings fluctuated slightly, followed by another voice [If I don't come out again, I'm going to knock on the door].

Wen Qiao had no choice but to put on her clothes and ran out lightly, the wooden door of the courtyard creaked, her scalp was a little numb, and she jumped out.

As soon as he went out, he was hugged by someone, his voice was wrapped in frost, with endless remorse, "Qiao'er, are you still angry with me?" ”

Wen Qiao, who was in the 170s, always looked petite in the arms of Fu Nanli in the 188s, her hands hung down slightly, and she didn't hug him back, but just said in a muffled voice: "No anger." ”

"In front of me, you don't have to be so sensible, if you have unhappy emotions, you can vent to me."

He wanted her to be petty, not to be so sensible as she was now that it made him feel distressed.

It's only when she's petty that she really treats him as her boyfriend.

God knows how happy he was when she ignored him tonight.

Wen Qiao's heart moved, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "Can I?" ”

"Yes, you're my girlfriend, you don't have to be careful by my side."

Wen Qiao finally reached out and hugged his waist, muttering: "You don't know how panicked I was when I learned the news of the plane crash today, the whole world was looking for you, I couldn't find you, you didn't let me find you, you ......"

I still don't dare to say it.

He leaned against the wall, bent one leg, hugged her, leaned over to kiss her...

"Joel, I'm sorry......"

Wen Qiao compromised again: "It's my own bad that I didn't understand what you said to me meant, it was because I panicked when I was in trouble, and I didn't think about your words properly." ”

The man's kiss was heavier, "It's me who is bad, don't blame yourself." ”

In the cold alley, Wen Qiao was a little confused by his kiss, and finally reached out to cover his neck, with a pair of eyes with water, looking at him: "Tell me anything in the future, okay?" Fu Jiang's matter, I also checked it for you, I'm a very tight person, you asked me not to leak it, I won't tell it if I die. ”

His broad hand gently caressed her back: "Well, okay, let's go to Helsinki the day after tomorrow, can we go together?" ”

Wen Qiao's tone was a little more arrogant: "It's almost the New Year, our family is very busy, we have to help my mother clean the house, buy New Year's goods, and ......"

"I'll send someone over to help your mother, huh?"

Wen Qiao hurriedly said, "No...... No need, I'll just go with you. ”

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