Chapter 118: No Home at Night
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That night, Feng Qin drank a lot of wine, and in the end, Zheng Chen helped send him back to the apartment, and Lan Cao followed him.
Looking at Feng Qin, who was lying asleep on the bed, Zheng Chen sighed.
"Xiaocao, you don't know, do you? Feng Qin's injuries are not completely healed, and the doctor said that he will fully recover and will stay in the hospital for another week. โ
"But as soon as he received your call and heard that you had an accident at the police station, he immediately asked the doctor to remove the plaster cast on his leg, and he had to drive to pick you up in person if he was lame, Lancao, he did this for you, don't you still understand his thoughts?"
Blue grass bit her lip and didn't speak.
Is what Zheng Chen said true?
Feng Qin likes to be himself......
Oh my god, it's embarrassing to think about.
Embarrassed enough to want to get out of here.
"That, Zheng Chen, can you stay and help take care of Feng Qin tonight? Me, I'm going back......"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this, I still have something to do." Zheng Chen shrugged, looking like he didn't have anything to do with him.
He smiled and said, "Xiaocao, actually, what I just said is just my guess, Feng Qin has that mind about you, you'd better ask him personally, or he will tell you in person, hehe, you just treat me as a joke, when I didn't say it, don't have a psychological burden, that's all." โ
After speaking, Zheng Chen fled and left.
Before closing the door, he reminded, "By the way, Feng Qin is still a patient, and the doctor told him not to drink too much, Xiaocao, you can live here tonight, so that you can take care of Feng Qin, and get him some sobering soup or something, tonight, that kid didn't eat anything except wine." โ
Stay here tonight?
Bluegrass looked at the alarm clock on the table, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
I took out my phone and looked at it.
Strangely, in addition to the two missed calls of Ye Zi and his mother, there was not a single phone call from Night Death.
Suddenly remembering the car he met at the door of the police station, and the cold eyes of the night dead in the car, Lan Cao shivered inexplicably.
It's okay if he doesn't call, he won't go back.
Anyway, Feng Qin is here, and it can be regarded as half of her home.
After comforting herself, Bluegrass went into the kitchen to cook the decanting soup.
During the boiling process of the soup, her heart went up and down, and the cold eyes of the night were always shaking in front of her.
She didn't say a word, she just spent the night outside, and she was still here in Feng Qin, would that guy be angry?
In fact, if you think about it carefully, in addition to being domineering, Night Death is still good to her.
If that necklace is real, it is hundreds of millions of yuan, enough for her to spend a lifetime.
It's not that she's greedy for money, but she thinks that a man is willing to spend so much money for you, and he cares about you somewhat.
How could she indifferently pretend not to see?
Thinking about it, Lancao picked up her phone and typed a line.
Done, she took a deep breath and pressed send.
Isn't it good enough to take care of your sick and drunk relatives and stay up at night?
Night House Villa.
Nightshade sat in the study, squinting at the phone on the table, and stretched out his long finger to open the message he had just received......
Night Death, Feng Qin is drunk, his wounds are not completely healed, I have to stay in the apartment tonight to take care of him, so I will not go back to the villa.
Staying to take care of a drunk man and a single man who has an affection for her?
Nightshade sneered, got up and walked to the window and lit a cigarette.
Slowly exhaling a circle of white smoke, he stared out the window at the night.
Ahead, it was the flower room where he and the bluegrass layer had spent a night of excitement and love.
To this day, he still remembers her tightness that night, and his first taste of a woman, like a hairy boy.
The experience that I had never had that night was given by that girl.
Since then, he seems to have become addicted.
I really wish I could hold her under me every day and ask her whatever I want, over and over again.
He took a hard puff of his cigarette, and Nightshade's eyes became hazy.
He cared so much about this girl that he actually tasted "jealousy" and "possession".
He was jealous of other men hugging her; Jealous that she doesn't dump herself, she doesn't go home at night to take care of another man, and she is jealous of her relationship with that man's childhood sweetheart that can't be erased.
Because I am jealous, I want to possess!
I want to tie her to my side, and if I can, I want to make her smaller and put her in my trouser pocket, inseparable!
This was what he wanted to do from the first time he saw her.
That's why he forced her to wear a special ring so that he could spy on her every move.
However, this ring does not have a long lifespan on her body.
Now, he wants to repeat his old tricks, and he can't use this trick to control her, because there is a Feng Qin by her side.
A man who easily cracked the secret of that ring.
Fortunately, he sent someone to get the ring back in time, otherwise, the secret inside might be exposed.
This is not a good thing.
He approached Bluegrass with a purpose.
Although the girl's taste is good, she is not the same person as him after all.
He can possess her, he can pamper her, but he still has to do what he has to do!
It's time for the game to move towards the climax.
"Knock knock!" There was a soft knock on the door of the study.
"Mr. Night, your supper."
Nightshade flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers, "Come in." โ
Aunt Fang came in with a tray in her hand, and on top of it was a steaming bowl of thick pumpkin porridge.
In the past, as long as the night was spent here, Aunt Fang would make a bowl of pumpkin porridge without any seasoning, and the pumpkin would be more than rice.
What puzzled Aunt Fang was that every night mourning always asked her to stay, sit quietly opposite him, and watch him finish the porridge.
Aunt Fang put the porridge on the small table and said to the man standing in front of the window, "Sir, eat it while it's hot." โ
"Hmm." Ye Xuan extinguished the cigarette, first wiped his hands with wet wipes, and then rinsed his mouth with boiled water, then sat down elegantly at the small dining table, picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of yellow porridge......
Before raising the spoon to the entrance, he looked up at Aunt Fang who was standing aside, and frowned, "Sit!" โ
"No need, I'll just stand and wait for you to finish drinking." Aunt Fang smiled.
She is a servant, and every time she sits opposite the boss and watches the boss drink porridge slowly, she feels weird.
"Sit down, if you don't sit down, I won't have an appetite." Nightshade said lightly.
He said so, and Aunt Fang could only sit down quickly.
A spoonful of porridge was swallowed, and Night Death frowned.
"What's wrong? Is porridge not thick enough? Aunt Fang asked nervously.
Nightshade stirred the pumpkin porridge with a spoon and asked, "Tonight's porridge is sweeter than usual, did you put sugar?" โ
"No, I definitely didn't put sugar, it's original."
"Then why is it so sweet?"
"Well...... this"
Aunt Fang suddenly thought of something and patted her head.
"I know, the pumpkin for cooking porridge this time was selected by Xiaocao who accompanied me to the market, but I didn't expect Xiaocao to be younger and know how to pick pumpkins than me. She picked a few ugly ones, and then patted her chest and promised that this pumpkin was the sweetest, I didn't believe it at the time, but I didn't expect it to be true, when I cooked porridge, I could smell a sweet fragrance......
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